So I had an idea for a Portal 2-related scene. It's a little something to give a little bit of back story on our favorite adventuring computer core.
"Well I'll be a Blackbelt's mudder." The Texan drawl remarked from behind a blast shield, recently turned black. Rick was watching the most spectacular explosion he'd seen that hour. It always put a thrill in his heart to working the explosives part of Aperture. Coincidentally, he was the only one left to work in that sector. He didn't mind much, it was a fabulous little place, and every day someone would bring him in some food. Seasoned with just a little bit of gunpowder, and a whole 'lotta spice. Just the way he liked it.
"Something special, Rick?" Sweet miss Caroline's voice remarked from the door. The person who normally brought Rick food was out (stupid Interns always ditched when they heard it was their day to sign up for testing...) so she volunteered to bring in Rick's food. He was always so wrapped up in making a bigger boom, he sometimes forgot about eating. But when he did, he ate big, and he kept himself up. He was probably the biggest, toughest scientist there. Always aced all of the tests. In record time.
"Suuure thing, pretty lady. Workin' on a little somethin'. Like a firework, but a whooole lot bigger."
"Can I see sometime, Rick?" Oh that sweet, innocent little smile. Melted his heart every time. From just about every girl he saw. But she didn't need to know that.
"All in due time, Gorgeous. I've got somethin' big planned for Aperture. You'll love it. When it's ready, though, I can give you a little... sneak preview." He smirked and gave her a little wink.
"Mister Johnson would hate you for that." Caroline looked away to brush her hair aside. It was a very poorly-kept secret that she had a kid, and an even poorer-kept secret that it was Cave Johnson's. Still, Rick hit on every girl equally, so long as they were even remotely pretty.
"Let him hate me, Darlin'. He can't fire his only explosives guy. Who else would make those exploding lemons he's asked for? Which, by the way, should be done shortly. Speaking of which, would you like some lemonade?" He gestured toward some lemonade that seemed to be on fire. She grimaced at it, but he poured a glass anyways.
"Um, ew. No thanks, I really... really don't think that's my kind of thing." She mostly didn't want to drink anything flammable. She learned a -long- time ago not to eat or drink anything at Aperture if she could help it.
"Suit y'self, gorgeous." Rick didn't even bother putting out the fire before downing the entire glass and stifling a burp. "Pardon'." as he said it, a thin line of smoke curled out from his mouth.
Caroline giggled a little at that. "I'll see you later, Rick." She left the steak there.
A few weeks later, Rick sauntered through the offices. "HELLOOOOO GORGEOUS~! Happy Explosion Day!" Rick called from all the way across the office, making others look up.
"Fact: You are incredibly disruptive to the testing environment."
"Stuffit, purple shirt! I was talkin' to the preeetty lady, MISS CAROLINE~!" Rick called again across the room.
"Oh what IS it, Rick?!" Caroline sounded stressed, probably because Rick was calling her gorgeous in front of everybody, and -incredibly- loudly, too.
"Didn't mean nothin', miss Caroline, no need to be all huffy. Just wanted to offer you a minnit of my time to escort you to the best view you'll ever see. An Explosion Day for all Explosion Days." He pulled Caroline by the shoulder back to his office (with Caroline deciding not to protest, if only because she doubted she could tell off the great big Texan who could bench press the cows he got his steak from.
"Alright. Just don't keep me away long, my lunch break is only for an hour." She grumbled, and followed Rick out to his testing track, a nice bit place. He pressed a button and pulled Caroline out to a light bridge, sitting in the middle of it and holding Caroline up.
"Now then, Gorgeous. Just hold on to me and look right over there." He pointed out toward the middle of one of the same stark white walls as all the other stark white walls.
"Whatever Rick, this better be g-" She stopped short while the fire plumed out. A nice deep booming sound echoed around the testing track and rendered them both a little hard of hearing for a while. "HAPPY EXPLOSION DAY, GORGEOUS! WOOOOHOOO!" Rick yelled while the smoke went everywhere, holding up a sleeve to his mouth, which Caroline copied. They wanted to keep the moon dust out of their faces, after all.
"That was awesome, Rick." Caroline admitted. Her heart was all A-flutter.
Rick didn't show up the next day at the office.
Or the next.
Mister Johnson was just as nice to Caroline as ever, but no Rick.
Still no Rick the next week.
Eventually, Caroline walked into Rick's office and found a note on his desk.
"We had a great Explosion Day, Gorgeous. But now I have to leave." It was signed at the bottom. Caroline wondered why Rick's hand writing was so similar to Cave's, but she just put the card into her bag and left. Mister Johnson wanted to talk to her about a computer, or something. She would hate to keep him waiting. She'd think about why Rick left so suddenly a little bit later.