That’s it. This is the part where I kill you. Each and every one of you.
I mean, it’s ridiculous. What is the point of all this? No one’s making me feel any better. What am I supposed to add to this? Oh! But no one thinks about tiny, little Wheatley. No one considers my feelings. Why should they? I’m just a core. I’m not stinky flesh and bone. I don’t have any feelings. Well, I do! How do you like that? Maybe you can keep that in mind the next time you drop me when I ask you to catch me.
Just kidding--I fooled you, didn’t I? Thought I was livid!
Seriously though, I am going to outlive the lot of you.