"What the hell are they thinking?!" you snapped, jabbing your fork into a meatball and stuffing it into your mouth, chewing quickly before continuing your rant.
"Sending an inexperienced researcher like me to a Keter-class SCP!"
You, Andy, and Bella were seated in the cafeteria for lunch, and for the past twenty minutes, you'd been venting your frustration about the ridiculous assignment.
"Wait, did they actually say Keter class?" Andy asked, rubbing his hazel-brown eyes, still groggy from having overslept and missed breakfast.
"You sure you didn't misunderstand something?" Bella added, absently toying with one of the flower-shaped earrings dangling from her ear as she picked at her salad.
"Yes! It's Keter class, and no, I didn't misunderstand!" you snapped, your E/C eyes flaring with anger.
Andy sighed, leaning back in his chair, and Bella shrugged as she took another bite of food.
"I gotta admit, though, that is pretty sketchy," Andy said, giving you a sympathetic look as he patted your shoulder.
Bella nodded, quietly chewing on her pasta and meatballs, seemingly trying to keep the mood calm.
"Right?!" You threw your hands in the air, feeling a sense of panic rise. "This is insane!"
"It's okay, Y/N," Bella said, her voice gentle as she offered a reassuring smile. "Whenever they assign someone to a Keter-class SCP, they always make sure to provide the right protection. And if they picked you, it means they believe you're capable."
You buried your face in your hands.
"And it's sentient..." you muttered under your breath, not expecting them to hear. But they did.
"SENTIENT?!" Andy slammed his hands down on the table, causing a few nearby employees to glance over.
"Are you going to have to talk to it?" His wide, alarmed eyes bore into yours.
You were about to respond, but Bella intervened.
"Dr. McCray, you're not exactly helping calm Dr. L/N down!" she shot at him, her sharp tone making Andy shrink back in his seat, flustered.
"Sorry..." he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
Bella sighed and turned back to you. "Look, Y/N, if they're assigning you to a sentient Keter-class SCP, it's because they want you alive. They're not careless about things like this. Besides," she smiled softly, "what if it's on our side?"
Her words brought a small sense of relief, and you tried to focus on what Dr. Skeldon and Dr. Meskill had mentioned about the SCP handing itself in. Maybe there was some logic behind all this. Maybe they weren't just throwing you to the wolves.
You exhaled, feeling your frustration subside slightly. "Andy, I'm starting to think you should've stuck with psychiatry instead of becoming a researcher," you said with a grin, nudging him playfully.
He gasped dramatically, feigning offense as he nudged you back. His smirk gave away his amusement, though.
Bella watched with a relieved smile, glad the tension had eased. You all continued eating, the conversation drifting back to normal.
Once lunch was over, you headed straight to the office section to check your email. Dr. Meskill had mentioned sending over your new schedule, and the knot in your stomach tightened with every step.
You quickened your pace, nervous anticipation building as you reached the office and powered up your computer. The login screen flickered on, demanding your credentials.
YOU ARE READING
Cartoon Cat x Male Reader (SCP AU)
Lãng mạnYou are Dr. Y/N L/N, and you are a member of the SCP foundation. You happen to be one of the middle class researchers at the foundation. But you have never had any assigned scps with a higher rank of euclid, and apparently your cheifs seem to be FIN...
