#ask phantom wheatley

[spiritofaperture]

(Gray couldn’t take it anymore.

Maverick surely hated him. And everybody just wouldn’t stop bothering him. All he wanted was to be alone and deal with this himself, but he was met with person after person trying to talk to him. And at a time when Maverick hadn’t been giving him any attention, as opposed to everyone else’s behavior… it was too much.

He curled up in the bed and started sobbing.)

(Ghosta had been walking around old Aperture as usual, they heard the sobs coming from Grey's room, they hesitated to approach, but upon recognizing his voice they gently knock on the door)

...Hello? Gray? Are you.. alright?

(Their voice was as quiet as ever.)

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

Alright, I've found a few good date spots around here. There's not... many, but... um. Y'know. What else was I expecting, heheh...

(He began listing off the different date spots he had found. However, somewhere along the line, his hand found its way onto Maverick's...)

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

(Maverick found that he wasn’t really listening to what Gray was saying, he was more interested in how the sound of his voice met his audio processors. Maverick was in a daze. What pulled it from its trace-like state, was the feeling of another hand touching his. Coming back to his senses, Maverick pulled his hand from underneath Grays to placed it on top of it instead, he then interlocked their fingers together and kindly said to Gray-)

My apologies, darling um I’m afraid I may have…zoned out a bit while you were talking. Do you mind repeating what you said for me? If it isn’t any trouble.

[the-therapist-construct]

Please help.

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

Oh jeez.. what's troublin' you Gray?

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

MAV! MAV!! You'll never guess what I found-!!

(he pulls out two identical sweaters, in different sizes)

Look at THESE, Mav! Matching sweaters, can you believe my luck! Seriously, that relaxation center is a treasure trove! And look, they're even in sizes just right for the both of us! Isn't that wonderful? MATCHING. SWEATERS.

I also found these lovely scarves that don't exactly match, but, uh... they're both... scarves. So I think- I believe that should still count. Right?

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

Hello and good morning to you, Gray. I love how excited you always are to show me things, it’s refreshing.

Hmm. I don’t know if the sweater and scarf will match my new outfit. Well, I suppose I could just take it off and put these new items on. Yes, I’ll do that, I’m excited to match with you, Gray.

Maybe I’ll look as cute as you, though I don’t think that’s possible.

(Maverick begins removing it’s new pea coat, folding it and placing it to the side. He takes the sweater his soon-to-be so generously found for him, and begins pulling it over his head, struggling slightly with getting its head through the hole but getting through nonetheless. The sweater slides onto Maverick’s body as it slides its arms through the sleeves, giving himself a quick once over, Maverick says-)

See? Not nearly as cute as you. Heh. I’ll try on the scarf now-

(Maverick takes his newly gifted scarf and holds it in front of himself trying to figure out how to put it on. Scarves are new territory to him, maybe our dear Maverick could use a hand?)

Mmm- Actually I think I’m going to need some help putting this on, I’m not sure how to style it. Do you mind helping me, Gray?

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

Mavey, are you going to the... party?

(Gray seemed a bit uncomfortable as he said that. He wanted to go to the party, but at the same time, how could he go like... that? Gray would love to meet people and make new friends, but at the same time, past experiences had proved it impossible for him. Maverick just enjoying his company in the first place was a miracle. The party was a good opportunity to try and change that, but he'd probably just get stares and glances, and every conversation would be an awkward slog of the other person clearly just wanting to get away and then never talk to this weirdo again. So he would probably just stay close to Maverick the whole time, and what fun would that be for Mavey...)

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

Hello, darling!

I was considering going. I haven’t been very busy today, and it doesn’t seem like GLaDOS needs me for anything at the moment. So a party might’ve been nice, though I wouldn’t want to go alone. Are you interested in going?

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

(yawn) ...Oh. Good morning, Maverick! I m-must say, I did sleep- quite well. Honestly. You're quite the good, er, pillow, haha!

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

*beep*

Response: Good morning, Gray. I’m glad I was warm enough for you. I wouldn’t imagine a camera being the best thing to rest on, but if it worked for you, I’m more than happy to oblige.

*beep*

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

(Gray was completely quiet. He was very focused on a book he'd just found while ravaging the relaxation centers again. The book, in question, seemed to be about phantoms, which makes it quite obvious why it caught his eye... or lack thereof. Seriously, how does he even see? Does he see through his ring? Is that why he can't see his own halo? No, he put his hand in front of his face to check if he was crying before... Okay, this will remain a mystery then.

Anyway, aside from the occasional short, quiet humming of some melody, Gray was silent.)

...

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

(Maverick sat idle next to Gray, toying with his upper handle; sending light taps along the bar. It wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, the room was quiet and static, just like it’s mind.

That was until he decided to glance over at the phantom he sat next to. Gray, his boyfriend, was reading a book about…phantoms? Huh. Maverick didn’t know Aperture had any books about phantoms, he wondered where Gray got the book from. Looking away from the book, Mavericks optic fell onto Gray himself, the static in Its mind was replaced by thoughts of Gray. How kind he was to Maverick, how gentle he could be when It needed, how full he made Maverick’s nonexistent hearts whenever he was around. Hm, Maverick if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were in lo- Anyway.

Accompanying those thoughts about Gray’s personality were thoughts about his appearance, self conscious as Gray was about it Maverick found him to be very easy on the eyes. The simplicity of his monochromatic color scheme was very aesthetically appealing to Maverick, he was perfect in his eye. The only thing about Gray that wasn’t simple about Gray’s appearance was the inky (hi!) black ring that jittered around his head. It constantly shifted and dipped as it moved, it was mesmerizing…Maverick wanted to touch it. What would it feel like he wondered, would it be like touch smoke? Light and airy, or would it be dense? Heavy and thick.

Maverick would just have to find out.)

Gray, dear, would you mind if I…erm- You can of course say no. You said before how you’re a bit self conscious about it and I would want to make you uncomfortable but- If you’re willing…would you allow me to…touch your ring?

[ifnotscience-thenwhat]

...okay, this, that, OOH this might look nice...

...OH! Oh, Mav, look at THIS!

(He shows his a little gray stuffed penguin, wearing a hat with flaps and a scarf.)

I don't know WHERE they got this, but- OH, it's sooooo cute!!

-@ask-phantom-wheatley

Ah! That is cute, Gray. It reminds me of you, small and gray. And the adorable little scarf, all you’d need is a hat and you two would be twins.