Female SCP-1471 x Male Reader

XV: Close Encounters

Malo opens eyes

She rolls on her back and stares at the ceiling,then at the window and sees its morning. She starts to stretch. "Mmm̴.͜.!̛". She yawns,then gets out of bed. She heads downstairs into the kitchen,towards the cabinet to get a cup and then to the refrigerator. She grabs milk and chocolate syrup,turning back and closing the door with her foot. She pours the milk first,and then adds the chocolate,stirring it until the milk is a smooth brown. Malo brings the milk and syrup back to the refrigerator,grabs her cup,and retreats back to the guest room. She lays back down on the bed and takes a sip,but spills a tiny bit onto her mane. She sits up in response. "Ew͠.. N̷o͢t i͞n my ̕mane.. Ok ͞m͜ay̵be ͠i͜ sho̢ul̡d sit̡ up̡ ͟a̴ņd ̀dŗink̸ t̕h͜i͝s".

Malo just looked out the window into the bright morning day,watching people and cars,and pets on leashes as they pass by. She takes a sip of her chocolate milk,then goes to grab her phone.

3 New Messages

She opens her phone to view them,all from Anaheim.

"So something really weird just happened,there was this guy at our house that was acting all strange and wanting to come in and "search" the house".

"He showed my bf friend a permit he had,so Danny just went ahead and let him in".

"He brought this little tool with him which what looked like he used to scan the place,so I just stood back and watched until he was finished. I guess we were alright from what he was looking for because there was no type of beeping or light that turned on".

Malo was pretty worried by Anaheims messages since they were so strange. A man coming into your house that has a permit and scanning it doesn't sound normal. And how come Anaheims houseu in particular?. Malo thought about it but couldn't really come up with anything that sounded refreshing,so she went back to watching out the window.

...

Malo sighed,still looking out the window. "W̸ell ̵t͟hìs͞ ͏is̵ ̡g͜e̶tt͏in̷g̷ ̛bor̴in͜g..". Malo then grabbed her empty cup and then hopped off the bed. "Im͢m̵a ͝g̨ǫ ͢g͢et a͏ ͡s̨nack͢". She headed downstairs,expecting you to be there but is greeted with no one. "O͟h̵ ye̢a th̕a͜ts̀ ̛r̢i͢gh̨t̵.. ̷He͝'̷s ́w͝o̡r͡k̕i̷ng ̀t̢oda̡y̵". She puts her cup in the sink,then goes to get a snack. She finds an energy 3-pack meal: Peanuts,jerky,and sunflower seeds. She closes the door,but then spots something out the window. She missed what it was though since it passed quick,so she went to go see what it was. She spotted a man in pretty formal clothing,snooping around the back of the house. Malo tilts her head in confusion. She summons her phone and activates her human form,as well as a defense measure that will shock the person unconscious if shes attacked. She waits until tbe man is a distance away; across the pool. Then she opens the door to confront him. She asks curiously and innocently, "Um.. Wha̢t̸ ̨a̢re̕ ̢y̶ou͏ ́d͠o͢in̵g̕ b͜eh̛i͢n͘d̢ m̧y̢ ͘house͞?̡". The man spotted her,but didn't seem to react in any sort of alarming way. "I am surveying your house,if you need any sign of permission I can show you my card". The mans personality was. Off. Like he was brainwashed in some way. "P̢e̶r͡m̴ìss̶i͠on?,Wha̕t a̵re y̵o͝u s͡ųŗv̢e̛y͘iǹg̀ for?". The man seemed to ignore Malo as continued to snoop around the back with a small gadget,but responded. "I am not allowed to discuss that with you,but either way,I'm finished here". And with that,he walked out of the patio to the side of the house. Malo jogged to the windows to make sure he was leaving. The man got into a small car. The car seemed to be like it was given by an organization,it had the look of an undercover cop car but with more.. Formal simplicity. He drove away,Malo watching the car as it drove off. She ran upstairs to the guest room and sat onto the bed. "T͘ha̵t g͢uy w̨a͡s̸ like ̢t̨he͟ o͢ne Aņahei̶m w͝as͡ ́ta͟lk̢in̨ģ ̸abo͢ut͡..͏ S͢mall g̵a̡d͟ǵet͞.. Stŗange.. A perm͜i͘t..". She sat up to the middle of her bed,opening her protein pack. She dropped some jerky into her mouth,trying to relax from the creepy encounter she just had with the man in black.

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"Killcam" appeared on the screen,as a replay of Malo being killed by sticky grenade is shown. As she respawns,she hears the door opening,having her put the controller down. "Sou̢nds̴ l̵ike̸ ͝my̡ b͟oyf͢rien͠d i̡s ̴h̶ome̕". She gets up and goes to the door,opening and leaving the room to head downstairs and greet you. She stopped mid-way,remembering the man that came to the house. She contemplated on if she should tell you. "I pr͏òb́àb̨ly̨ sh̵o͞uld,ma͜ỳbę ̨he wou̢ld ͜kno̡w or̸ a̡t̷ le̶as̡t have ̧k͞n͝owleḑg̢e abo͝ut ̕i̵t".

You place your keys down on the counter,as Malo comes to the side of you and gives you a hug. "Hi ̶(Y/N). You were a little spooked since you didn't hear her coming,but gave her a hug back either way. Malo then sat on a chair at the bar counter. "Ųm s̢o.. ̢T͏here͠ w̧as͢ ̡a̢ gu̶y ̶tha͘t ͢came ̷b̶eh̵i̵n̕d the ̀h͢ou͢se and lơǫk̶ed a͘ro̵u͜nd̷ ͏the͠ b̷ąckyar͘d̸ ͘wi̷t͝h t̶hi͢s̶ gad̴g̕et. ͡He ͟s͟ąid that hȩ ́was 'Su͝r͠veying' it,͏b͘u̶t t̨he͏n͟ ̕j͝us̶t fi͢ni͘śh͞e̸d and l͏e͡f̧t ͜a̴f͞ter̸ ͡I ͢to͏ld ḩim ͞w̧hat͜ ̷it̴ waś f̶or ͜an̢d he dįd͏n't gi̸v͝ȩ mé a͡n͘ a͜ns̸wer". You looked at her confused. "Wait what? Did he have a tag or something?". Malo put her hands inside her lap,"Wel̢l i͞ ḑi̶d͝nt s͞ee̵ oǹe ̧on̢ ̨hi͡m". You were a bit shocked,but also worried since some random guy was behind your house. You thought about it,but didnt really know what to say. "I'm guessing you didn't call the police right". Malo's head nodded down,"Y̵ea ̶i̷ ̴d̷i̶d̷n̴ţ.. I don̷t́ re̛ally ̀kn͞o͡w ̢ho͠ẃ ̵t́o,͡pl̶us͡ I was a bìt̵ startled by̵ ͢it̛". That doesn't sound good. Why at your house in particular?. You didn't really know what to do about it though since there were not many details on the guy,and it was probably to late to report it. You were worried,end game,and just left it at that to go and take a shower,then try to let it go with sleep.

Sorry for the one,short chapter guys. I didn't really have that much time with wattpad so that's all i could do 😥. But apart from that,I'm gonna be doing weekly publishes,so cya Saturday (or Friday)