My Little Wheatley

by DuskIsGolden


Chapter II: A (Semi) New Body

Chapter II: A (Semi) new body

The trip to the lab down below was not a short descent—and Wheatley, who was still severely on fire, was taking it quite well.

“Can you shoot water from that horn of yours? Cause it’s fairly urgent, cause I’m fairly on fire here, it would seem,”

He commented cheerily, sitting on the floor of the elevator. Twilight groaned. My goodness, does this thing ever shut up? She thought to herself, not picking Wheatley up. As the elevator continued its mighty descent to the deepest, darkest part of the lab, it opened up to reveal a mighty computer that hung from the ceiling and was about the size of a jet airliner.

“It’s taken from parts of a jet airliner,”

Twilight mumbled as she picked Wheatley up and brought him over to the machine.

“Lady, what are you going to do with me? Are you going to give me one of those fancy new bodies? With useful appendages? Like legs? One of those massive bodies? Like seriously massive? Would you? Oh, that would be amazing!”

Twilight groaned again, feeling Wheatley’s tumor-like comments burrow into her brain.

“No, no, no, no, no!”

She yelled, her voice echoing around the lab. Wheatley felt shunned and he swiveled his one eye up to her.

“So why did you bring down here anyway? To throw me into a fiery pit of doom like that blasted Companion Cube?”

“Companion what?”

“It’s a lovely cube that speaks to you when you’re lonely! Like really speaks to you!”

“Be quiet and let me think!”

Twilight cried again, giving Wheatley a seething look of pure hatred. Wheatley chuckled nervously as he looked around the lab.

“So what are you going to do to me, anyway?”

He inquired of Twilight, who shrugged.

“Well I can’t just give you a body like ours, because we don’t have the neurological technology to transfer your core thoughts and everything into a normal brain. I’d have to give you a mechanical body,”

“With appendages?!”

“Yes, with appendages,”

“That’s brilliant! Really, really brilliant! So when do we begin? Will it hurt? The last time I got a new body it really hurt, but in the end my body was massive! And huge! And amazing! It was so amazing you can’t even—“

Before Wheatley could finish his sentence, Twilight shoved lemon-wrapped gold brick into the speaker system of Wheatley’s core and he mumbled as he processed what was just shoved into him.

“Okay, so if we put you here, and get the body there, and put this thing there… there! Excellent!”

Twilight squealed happily as she brought up one of the spare mechanical bodies of the ponies she had built, continuing,

“It’s a prototype but I’m sure it will work just fine for you,”

She commented as she worked, hooking up wires and cords to the head of the unit and to the back of Wheatley’s core. He shuddered.

“This is going to really hurt, isn’t it?”

“Well I don’t know… it might,”

“Oh dear God, it better not hurt—“

And right as Wheatley said this, he yelled in a half yell, half groan, half laughter as if you were tickled with a block of c4 and then shoved into an oven full of massively under-fed chickens inside a coop with pillows that also tickled you.

Once Wheatley had finished his brief yell, which lasted only a mere few seconds, his core powered off and the blue light that was his finally died down. Twilight paused for a second before flipping the second series of switches that would activate the mechanical body Wheatley would then possess as his own. She took a breath in and let it out slowly. Here goes nothing, Twilight, she thought as he began flipping the switches. There was a low hum as the power started to turn on, and the lights flickered as he machine up above began to spin tremendously, activating the mechanical body. The eyes glowed the blue light of Wheatley’s old core and a mechanical ding was heard once the powering on was done. Wheatley’s eyes looked around and he wobbily stood on his new appendages.

“I’ve got two eyes! This is brilliant! Really, this is terrific! I can see two things now! And look around like one of those chameleon things! And zoom in on stuff! Woooooo, woooooooo, woooooo,”

Wheatley ecstatically exclaimed as he zoomed in on random parts of the lab with his new sets of eyes. Twilight rolled her eyes as she checked some more things on Wheatley’s new body and she unplugged him from his old core.

“Well, everything looks fine,”

She stated, looking Wheatley over. Wheatley trotted in place and he grinned—or what appeared to be a grin.

“So what now, lady?

“I have a name,”

“Well what, Twilight? Are we going to go on adventures with the adventure core? Can I boop your nose? Oh, having appendages is the best thing since notepad! Oh look! I still have my notes from when I fell to earth! Brilliant! Really, you’ve done it!”

He exclaimed again and Twilight face-hoofed and groaned.

“Wheatley, your comments are going to give me cancer, please stop speaking,”

Wheatley chuckled as he looked around.

“Are there any others of you around?”

He stated gleefully, Twilight giving him a “You did not just as that,” look and she nodded.

“Yeah, five others of us—well, I mean five of my friends, anyway,”

“Brilliant! Can we meet them? Maybe they’d help us!”

“You’re the one in need of helping, it would seem. You can barely stand on your new legs, much less move them,”

Wheatley nodded, slightly trotting in place again as he shakily walked towards the elevator.

“So who are we meeting first?”

He asked, Twilight stepping into the elevator beside him.

“I think we’ll meet Pinkie, first,”