discontinued. dont touch. treat this like its the grinch.

"Have we met before?" Part one(?)

(Context: This takes place a few months after 049 is put into containment, centuries after he left 035 in a ditch. He has forgotten about the mask, but the mask didn't forget him.)

"SCP-049, we are putting you into a test with SCP-035 today. Remain calm while we take you to its cell, and we may reward you. We are going to allow you into the cell before it has a host, but if you are to do anything with it, do not touch it or put it on." A voice said through 049's cell speakers as two guards walked into the cell and put him in restraints

He was calm and tired, so he didn't even notice the restraints being put on him. As he was brought to the cell, he began humming quietly

[°¥Time skip because I'm lazy¥°]

He was pushed into the masks cell and he looked at it, only to step closer to get a better look. "It's so pretty.." He thought, reaching out to touch it but then remembering what was instructed to do. He stepped back, putting his hands in his robe pockets

A d-class walked into the cell and pushed doc out of the way, staring at the mask before slowly pulling it to their face. "I want to wear it.." It said, before putting the mask on and screaming in the pain of being possessed, then collapsing to the floor

Doc looked at the d-class with a very concerned expression before watching them stand up with the mask eyes glowing

"Ah, hello doctor." He spoke after the screaming stopped, stepping closer again

".. Have we met before?" He asked while stepping even closer to the mask and putting his thumbs on his porcelain cheeks, the rest of his fingers resting on the side of his head

"Possibly in michigan, in some strange department store."

".. We won't see him  anymore." He responded, smiling

"Eyy, didn't expect you to know!" He said happily, squeezing the doctors forearms in joy

"I was being serious, 035, have we?"

"Aw, I'm sad to hear you don't remember me!" He said, frowning as he moved away from him. "I'm not surprised, though. I'm the guy you left in a ditch centuries ago."

"..."

"Anyways, that was a long time ago! How are you? How has your cure been going, if you haven't cured them all of the.. Pesty-lanshe?"

"Pestilance, and it's going well." He said, puffing his chest up in a proud way

"That's delightful to hear, doctor!" He said, before looking at the window. ".. I'm a bit embarrassed at the thought that you were going to remember me after centuries."

"I'm sorry, 035. After I don't talk with one for a long time I tend to forget them."

"It's okay, darling."

"Please refrain from calling me pet namrs, I tend to get uncomfortable when one does so."

"I see. Deepest apologies, de-doctor."

"It's alright, just a reminder for the future."

"Anyways, what do you suppose we do?"

"Wanna get lunch?"

"Don't you eat trash?"

"... Yes, but only sometimes."

"Ah, alright."

[¥° Another time skip °¥]

Sock sat down next to doc at the table, humming the same tune he hummed earlier

"Some type of animal cannibal, must've put an impression on me~.." The doctor sang quietly, taking a bite of the food

"Your voice sounds wonderful."

"Thank you." He said, glancing back at the mask with a bit of food on his beak

The mask laughed and wiped off his beak, smiling widely

"Did I have food on the beak again?"

"Yes, yes you did, doc." He said, booping his beak and then taking a bite of his food

(Here's the song they were singing)