One Week At Rosie's 4: Operation FIRE DRILL.

Chapter 1

Rosie rung a bell. Not just any bell, no no. SCP-662, The Butler's Handbell. She watched as Mr. Deeds, SCP-662-1 approached.

"Good day, Ms. Rosie, how can I-"

"Read this paper, Mr. Deeds." Rosie said.

"Okay." He took the paper from Rosie's hand and read it. He looked up at her.

"I suppose you want me to help with Operation FIRE DRILL, yes?" He asked.

"....what do you think." Rosie replied.

"Alright, what is my role in this?"

Rosie responded by handing him a peculiar set of items. SCP-005, The Skeleton Key, which was an anomalous key that could open ANY lock. SCP-268, Cap of Neglect, which was a wool newsboy cap that caused its wearer to be unoticeable. And finally, a regular, plain old, video camera.

"What I want you to do is to get into the Fire Suppression Department unoticed thanks to 268 and using 005 to unlock any locks you need to, and record EVERYTHING you think is them being the evil b*stards they are." Rosie said.

Mr. Deeds nodded. "With pleasure, Ms. Rosie. How much footage do you want me to get?"

"As much as you can." She replied.

"Alright, I'll be off." And then he put on SCP-268 and walked away.

Ally 1 secured. Now,time for Ally 2.

Rosie then looked up at the sky. Well, it was time to head to the moon. Luckily she had spells to protect her.
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SCP-1233, the Moon Champion, was gingerly walking on the surface of the moon, doing nothing in particular. But then...

"1233!" He heard Rosie shout.

He turned to her. "Yes, kind citizen?" He asked.

"C'MERE! I GOT SOMETHING FOR YOU!"

He walked over to Rosie, abs he handed her a paper. And he read it.

He snarled softly and tore up the paper. Rosie could only think for a few brief seconds how glad she was that she made tons of copies before 1233 started to shout.

"NOW THAT IS JUST DISGUSTING AND EVIL! WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS!?" He shouted.

"You and me both, buddy. Anyways, your goal in this plan is to help my raid on the Fire Suppression Department base alongside 682, me, Electrobab, and 4494. I will give you a text when ready. Here's the phone I'll give you the text through. There will be a secret code to this. If you receive a text of ANYTHING but the code, assume I am dead or being held against my will and that the Fire Suppression Department is the reason I am dead or being held against my will. There will also be a danger code, saying that I was forced to send a code to you but am In danger. Act to save me if you get that code." Rosie monologed.

"Alright. But for now, citizen, I will deal with other earthly injustices, for I am the MOON CHAMPION and no one will stop me from serving justice!"

Ally 3 would also agree with the justice sentiment. And now it was time for her to see him.

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The Specter, or SCP-4494 ran off from a crime scene it helped secure...only to run into Rosie.

"Hello Rosie, but I need to-" He started.

Rosie shoved a paper in his face.....or lack of face, considering his face was covered in a black cloth as dark as skin.

The Specter grabbed the paper, and read it. He froze.

"H-how...h-h-how could I.....HOW COULD I LET AN INJUSTICE LIKE THIS PASS ME BY!? I MUST FIX THIS AT ONCE!"

"Hold your horses, pal." Rosie said. "Your role in my plan is to help me, 682,  Electrobab, and 1233 raid the Fire Suppression Department's base when the time is right and we got the Foundation on our side. To do so any earlier is death." Rosie also explained to him the code stuff, too.

"....I see." The Specter replied. "I'll be off now, enforcing justice elsewhere. But once I get your code, I'll be right there to give the victims of the Fire Suppression Department the justice they deserve!" And so, The Specter ran off.

3 allies down, 15 to go.