Random things I write (SCP stuff)

Blackmail

It was a normal afternoon at site-19. Clef was sitting in his chair, folding up a paper airplane, sounds of crinkling paper joining the AC and filling the mostly silent room. He had around fifty sitting in a bucket next to his office chair that he was planning on dropping from the scaffolding in the auditorium during an assembly, hoping that he would blind at least one person. Screaming and wailing from an airplane to the eye was funny enough, but seeing that same person walking around with an eyepatch after was a bonus.

Suddenly, Clef's folding of his paper bombers was interrupted. Loud anger to footsteps rung right outside his door. Next thing he knew, the door was kicked in, and an enraged Benjamin Kondraki stormed into the room, 408 surprisingly not with him. His fists were tight and knuckles white as he tromped up to the desk.

The king of the booterflies slammed his fist on the desk, causing some of the paper airplanes to fall off. Clef looked at them and made a pouty face before his Chessire-like smile returned, and he looked up at Kondraki.

"Konny... ya knocked over my air wing! What's got your panties in a twist?" Clef said mocking, setting his half completed paper airplane down on the desk and leaning forward, his hat draping part of his face in a shadow.

"OHHOHO! You know exactly why I'm here, you trinocular freak!" Kondraki yelled, leaning over the desk. His angered breathing was louder than the ventilation, he was seething with rage.

Clef put on an unamused face and tilted his head, " I actually don't this time. I fuck with you so much I forget. What are you mad about this time?"

"You replaced 408's milkweed with actual weed!" The infuriated, man replied, putting extra emphasis on the main problem. "They could have gotten sick, Gówniarz!"

"I don't speak Polish, Kon."

"Little shit!" Kondraki translated, grinding his teeth.

"Ah," Clef nodded and grinned, "Gotcha!" Clef paused and then stood up, walking to Kondraki's side of the desk. Kondraki's eyes followed him, then he stood up straight to look down at Alto, turning to face the much shorter man.

"But-," Clef started up again, smirking as he spoke with his taunting tone, "You gotta admit, it was pretty funny!" He laughed, Kondraki boiled over his limit.

Kondraki lunged at Clef, making them both fall to the floor. Clef was not prepared and gasped in pain as his head hit the hard floor with a thump. His hat almost fell off as he looked up at Kondraki, still processing the fact he may have a mild concussion.

Kondraki grabbed each side of the collar of Clef's lab coat and pulled him up a bit, getting really close to his face.

"It's not fucking funny you c-" Kondraki was cut off by the creaking sound of the door opening. Both the men turned their heads to see who was there. A familiar monotone voice spoke.

"Dr. Alto Clef, I have a test that-" Gears paused, staring down silently at the two men, looking as apathetic as ever. They stared back. No one spoke for a good five seconds.

"Gears! It's not what this looks like-" Kondraki suddenly shouted, letting go of Clef, whose head hit the floor again with a clunk. He started scrambling to stand up, trying to speak but was too distressed to form proper words.

Gears turned and promptly left, shutting the door behind him. Kondraki froze, standing there dumbfounded. Clef lay on the ground, holding his injured head, he yelled "Fucking damn it-"

    With Gears

Gears walked through the mostly empty halls at a slightly quickened pace, his dress shoes tapping and echoing through the halls. He held his phone, attempting to recall how his new touchscreen device worked.

After a few minutes, he found his way to the group chat Crow had made for himself, Gears, and Iceberg. He fumbled around, trying to figure out which non-clickable button to press to activate an audio call. He pressed the button and put the small device up to his ear.

Within a few seconds, both men answered.

"Hello?" Crow said, his voice somewhat distant, as he probably had one of his machines holding the phone.

"Y-Yeah?" Iceberg said, his trembling voice coming through the phone.

"I have information," Gears stated, still walking through the halls, "I believe I have evidence Dr. Kondraki and Dr. Clef are in an intimate relationship."

Gears could hear Iceberg spit out what he was drinking and cough before speaking, "W-What!?"

"I walked into Dr. Clef's office and Kondraki was lying on top of him, their faces were very close," Gears explained turning into his office and shutting the door.

Crow spoke, his voice a bit more clear as if he had gotten closer to his phone, "I knew it! That's 40 bucks Iceberg!"

Iceberg groaned, "Fine. I'll Venmo it to you," Crow chuckled. Gears didn't know what "Venmo" was, but he decided against asking.

"Now," Crow started, "What do we do with this information?"

"..." There was a pause before Iceberg spoke, "Blackmail?"

"Blackmail," Gears nodded.

"Blackmail," Crow agreed.

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