Requested by Sporkaganza of TvTropes.

Poor Companion Cube.

Poor Chell.

The two got stuck in a room. The portal gun fired blue and orange, but nowhere they went. Up and down, left and right, forward and reverse. Around and around they went.

Chell cried. If it had eyes, the cube would cry.

Chell hugged the cube. If it had arms, the cube would hug back.

Chell took a nap, holding the cube like a teddy bear, her only friend in the world.

If the cube had a mouth, it would smile.

Short and to the point.