SCP-035 x SCP-049 Oneshots

🌸First Meeting🌸

SCP-049 sat in his containment chamber unbothered. He was looking over his notes, as the Foundation had not supplied him with any subjects as of recently. He hummed a tune to himself until he heard alarms going off. He sighed and sat his journal down. What could it be now, he asked himself.

That was when someone in a white coat busted into his chamber and slammed the door behind them. "A researcher?" 049 pondered. "What have you come here for? Another interview?"

The person turned around, revealing the white porcelain comedy mask on their face. "Hey there!" The person greeted, taking a few deep breaths from exhaustion afterward.

"... that's a strange accessory of yours," 049 remarked.

"Ouch. Anyways, they call me SCP-035. I've been going around introducing myself since I was moved here. Who might you be?"

"So you are the mask? Queer anomaly you are."

"Again, ouch. So rude. And I asked your name."

"Oh, apologies. I am referred to as SCP-049. A... pleasure to meet you, I suppose. The researchers will not be happy with your escape as well as the assumed death of the researcher you are controlling. And I can say, I'm not happy with that liquid you are dripping all over the floor."

035 looked down to see the liquid dripping off of the body and onto the floor. "Whoops, sorry. That's out of my control. Anyways, I'll see you again sometime?"

"You plan to escape again?" 049 questioned.

"Shh, don't tell the researchers. Anyways, I'll be off." 035 turned toward the door, only to hear yells and pounding on the other side. "... may I hide in here?"

049 pointed toward the bed. "Under, not on. Hang the sheets over the ends."

"I appreciate it doc!" 035 thanked with a wink and hurried under the bed with no liquid trace. 049 returned to his chair and picked his journal back up.

Security personnel busted through the doorway and rushed into the room. "Where is SCP-035?!"

"I doubt you could be any louder. And I assume SCP-035 is the researcher wearing the mask. They stopped by and left that liquid on the ground before going back through the door."

The personnel nodded and left the room in a hurry, slamming the door behind them. 049 waited a bit. "All clear."

035 crawled out from underneath. "Whew! Thank you doc. I managed to not get anything down there. I have to ask though, why did you help me? It seemed like you didn't like me."

049 pondered the question. "I can't place an answer. I suppose I would like to examine that body of yours." He gestured to the decaying corpse that 035 was using. "I haven't experimented on a human in quite a while, though I wonder how your properties would affect it."

"Oh, that's fair. I guess you can take it. I'll be talking to you while you work. Telepathy is neat, huh?"

"I suppose," 049 answered. He grabbed gloves and put them on before taking the mask off of the corpse. He laid 035 on a small table nearby and laid the corpse on the examination table in front of him.

"So, what are you going to do?" 035 asked telepathically.

"First, examine the subject. With care, due to your odd liquid being ever so present."

The two of them spoke as 049 worked until security personnel removed 035 and brought him back to containment.

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