Now That We're Men
--But I'll shave it for later--
FreelancerMaraSov: I dare Glados to draw a mustache on Wheatley and Chell while they are sleeping.
Doug: I'm just gonna...stay out of whatever this is... *backs away*
GLaDOS: It isn't that bad.
Doug: But it's bad.
GLaDOS: And they're both light sleepers... Okay, it's bad.
Doug: And you know what else?
GLaDOS: What?
Doug: How good would your handwriting be in this body?
GLaDOS: Custom body. Made it myself. I could've made myself superwoman if I wanted to, but I'm not that selfish. So small things like that are just about perfect for this body. The moron also has a custom made body-and I think I nailed his right on the head.
Doug: You know you're stalling now.
GLaDOS: *Sighs* Okay. That's true. I'll do it now. But I still think it's stupid.
Doug: So why is it a big deal?
GLaDOS: Because it's on them.
Doug: Point taken.
GLaDOS: *Draws blue mustache on Chell and orange mustache on Wheatley* THERE! IT'S DONE!
Wheatley: *wakes up* What the...
Doug: Oh, god.
GLaDOS: We shall never speak of this again.
Chell: *still asleep*
Doug: She'll notice it sooner or later.
Wheatley: Notice what?
Doug: ...
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