~☆▪︎ SCP X Reader Oneshots ▪︎☆~

~☆▪︎ Ma Fillette| SCP-049 ▪︎☆~

Requested: Yes, by @SCP-1983, who was originally Willowthebeanybunny.
Female! Child! Reader
Platonic Fluff

I guess the reader was just here for an experiment or something? I don't know.

[Warning: Slight blood and death mention.]

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Blaring alarms rung through the halls as a young girl clutched her stuffed toy close. She squinted her eyes against the glaring red lights. Every so often, a loud roar would ring out through the site. It was enough to shake the ground below. The girl carefully traveled through the halls, trying to retrace her steps when that woman led her here. She internally winced when having to step over any dead body or blood in general.

As she walked through the seemingly endless halls, she noticed there were cries of help in the distance. Someone was in trouble! She hesitantly crept toward whoever was crying out for help. She wanted to help. The cries grew louder and more desperate as [Name] began to have second thoughts. Maybe this wasn't a good idea...

A horrific, blood-red lizard dog-like combo walked around the corner. Its skin looked slick, and spikes burst from its back. Sharp teeth gleaned in its mouth. Little [Name] jumped in a mixture of surprise and fright. She let out a sharp and loud gasp. The creature snapped its head toward the noise, a deep growl present in its throat.

The girl swallowed dryly as she began to back away slowly. Her body language was the by the book definition of fear. Although, her footsteps betrayed her, managing to be louder than intended.

Suddenly, the creature lunged, its mouth hanging wide open, ready to tear anything apart. [Name] screamed bloody murder and instinctively thrust her arms above and in front of her. Only, she never dropped her stuffed toy. She realized this when a pair of jaws clenched around her fist, teeth going right through her furry friend and nicking her hand.

"No!" She cried as she began to thrash and tug on the toy. It only tugged harder. It was acting like a dog playing tug. The girl's heart broke when she heard a loud ripping sound. In a last-ditch attempt to regain her stuffed friend, she punched the bloody creature square on the nose.

It yelped painfully in shock, unclenching its jaw in the process. The young girl ripped her now wounded friend from the beast's jaws before sprinting off in a random direction. She held her toy as tight as she could as tears streaked down her cheeks. She wanted out of here. Now.

As she passes through an office area, she darts under the nearest desk and begins to sob loudly, not holding back anymore. The toy falls from her grip as she goes to cover her eyes. A string of footsteps jolts her from her thoughts. Her hand slapped against her face as she attempted to shut herself up. The echoing footsteps clicked against the metal floor as they were accompanied by mumbling. "Odd.." The voice muttered in confusion. "I could have sworn I saw someone in here."

A man, dressed in black robes, walked across the young [Name]'s line of sight. She scooted back, attempting to stay hidden. But she went back so far, and so fast, that she hit the back of the desk with a thud. The man instantly turned to identify the source of the sound. His face was covered by a white bird mask. His piercing yellow eyes stared at [Name] for a moment before he began walking closer. He crouched all the way down to the girl's height. The child curled up into a ball, fear enveloping her mind.

"Oh, hello there." He spoke in a gentle voice, trying to not scare the child further. "I was unaware there were any children here," he stated as he tilted his head slightly.

The girl lingered, frozen in fear. Her breaths were sharp and quick. "Don't hurt me," she whispered in fright, lip trembling slightly.

The birdman waved his hand, dismissing the statement. "Bah! Why would I hurt a child like you, fillette?" He replied gently as he tilted his head slightly. "Why so upset?"