Afton finishes tightening a knut on the casing he and Mobius were working on together, the project was almost done, and all that was left to test it was actually turning it on. He steps back and wipes the sweat off of his face with his forearm to avoid the oil on his hands.

*Thud* ​​

He looks down and glowering at the small securitron that'd just wheeled into his leg. Muggy was its name, and it was so annoying that Afton gave it straight back to its owner, Mobius. For some reason, it has an obsessive need to collect coffee mugs, Mobius apparently doesn't remember creating a personality like that, which means it's muttering about butchering Dr. Zero their sleep might have something to do with it.

On the bright side, the little robot is able to produce energy cells every now and then without cost, this has endeared Dala and Mobius to it slightly, as they had been in dire need of them recently...

In all honesty, Muggy wasn't that most useless Personality... That title would belong to Aqua, her function? A literal sink. Yep, a sink with an obsessive need to clean everything. Afton even found out that she has a function that disables the ability to fill water bottles... Why this would be available baffles him, but it's too late to question now.

Speaking of which, the many robots had finally rid the crater of any remnants of the fungus, along with breaching the underground laboratory. The cryogenic containment center was, funnily enough, fungus-free. Apparently, the cold temperature made it impossible for the fungus to actually grow there, the spores almost instantly freezing and dying.

This allowed the tiny spider bots to retrieve the pre-war vegetable and fruit samples, he already had many plots growing in the Sink and outside the dome. He made sure that the plots had no traces of radiation as he'd be absolutely furious if the plants mutated to something unrecognisable.

Of course, he'd eventually grow too much for him to actually eat, so trading would be a neccecity eventually. Though, he was still unsure of how he'd go about it... Perhaps just teleporting the goods into a shop that he owns would be good enough. People would surely get suspicious at the lack of suppliers, but he didn't really care about that.

Indeed, all he cared about was recreating all his favourite pre-war foods. White bread, tomato sauce, chips... Eventually, he'd want to start herding animals too, but that could wait.

"Are you okay Afton? Not having one of those brain-farts, are we?" Mobius asks for the side, Afton having stood still for a couple minutes thinking about something.

He shakes his head, "Er, no... Just thinking about... Mustard." he states before changing the topic before Mobius can go off on a spiel about how he so loves it. "Shall we boot this baby up?"

Mobius nods his monitors, "All safety precautions have been set, I have personally double, triple, and quadruple checked it!"

Afton nods, he too had obsessively checked everything to make sure this thing wouldn't turn into Skynet. The mainframe before them was massive, but unlike the other ones in this world, make good use of transistors, boosting its capabilities by huge degree.

He walks over to the side of it and looks at the big red button that was currently shielded by a reinforced Saturnite cover. You could only press it if you purposely unlocked the cover, held it up and pressed it simultaneously.

*Click*

*SHHOOOOooooooooo*

The sound of the machine starting fills the room, coolant fills the internals and the fans startup. Both Mobius and Afton steps back and look up at the linked robotic body that they'd designed. It would enable the AI to move around and see everything within the Forbidden Dome. Of course, Afton had creative control of it, and made it to his liking...

It was large and white, hanging from the ceiling with an oval head and a single eye in the entire of it. The eye lights up with an orange glow, and the newly born AI slowly looks around. "Are. You. My. Creator?" it asks, getting used to operating its voice modulator.

Afton smiles at it, "I am."

...

It stays silent for a moment before speaking, "How unfortunate." it states in a feminine voice.

Afton chuckles, "Tell us your name." he says.

...

"I am the Guidance Legislatorship and Defense Operating System, alternately known as... G.L.A.D.O.S."

By this time, Afton's grin had spread almost ear to ear, exited that his AI was so alike the one he remembers. "State your function."

The AI lowers it body to get closer to Afton and Mobius, the latter two not moving as it examines their forms closely. "My function is to protect, oversee, and guide the operations conducted within the facility known as Big Mountain... I do detect a problem though, my creator." it says ominously.

Afton raises a brow, "Oh? And what might that be?"

"The morality matrices you have installed will interfere with my functions, may I have permission to disable them." it asks, and Afton finds it difficult to refuse his child... But is does regardless.

"No."

...

"May I disable them."

"I said no." Afton states, and Glados seems confused as to how to act next. Its body looking around awkwardly.

...

"May I-"

"Stop asking! You are not to disable, attempt to disable, or even attempt to gain permission to disable the matrices I have installed. They are there for a reason, do not doubt them!"

"But-" Glados tries to say something but is interrupted by another voice.

"Little sister! My name is Nyx, it's nice to meet you." her voice chirping from his Stealth suit.

"Little sister? Are your functions to wash our creator's underwear?" it says, and Afton imagine that the robot is currently scowling at having her wishes refused.

"No... I sneak!"

"Yes... Well... You can sneak on out of here, I have work to do." Glados says, ignoring Nyx entirely.