wandering-aperture:
baby-wheatley:
*whimpers and closes his eyes, hiding away from everyone, curled up behind a few panels.*
The halls of Aperture were typically quiet, the lightest of sounds echoing from one end to another. The population was scattered about, and those who lived in this particular area didn’t wander off too far, particularly in the unlit sections. Thus when the soft cries reached her ears, Grace knew something was amiss. She spun on her heals, shoes squealing against the floor as she went, listening closely for the noise to sound once more.
“Hello?” She called, hoping that the person wasn’t hurt. “Is someone there?”
The baby whimpered and curl up tighter behind the panels. His blue eyes were wide and scared. He shivered and curled up, sneezing.
Reblog if I can Roleplay with you.
*whimpers and closes his eyes, hiding away from everyone, curled up behind a few panels.*
Honey... *gives him a light kiss on the head* Let's get you better, alright? *gives him some medicine, while humming a tune* You're super tough. I know you'll be alright. *smiles* Love you, big man/
*Whimpers and nods, closing his eyes*
Um... What's wrong? *sits and rocks* Come on, big guy. I'm right here. I won't let anything bad happen to you.
*looks up, his cheeks pink from his fever. He was still sick from yesterday*
Hey buddy! *picks up and cuddles* How're you, hon?
Looks like you've been saved by your fat turkey mother. Fine. I'll leave you to it. Hopefully that injury messes with your internal thought processes. I am retreating into Aperture. But know this... I will come back. I will always be watching. And I WILL find you.
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*whimpers and shrinks back*
((So there was a twister…))
((It was really weak but it passed right next to me holy shit.
Then it started pouring.
Then there was hail.
Now it’s sunny.
Wtf weather ))
