Self Loathing (Dr. Alto Clef x Reader) | An SCP Fanfiction

Seminar

Clef's POV-

I was bored. Bored because I had nothing to do. (Y/N) is working, and told me specifically not to pester them or else I'll end up with a road tiller up my ass. The look they gave me when I chuckled, it terrified even me.

I wonder what it would do to SCP-682? 

"Stop thinking about it, Clef." (Y/N) walked in with a stack of papers in their hands. What the hell? How did they-?

"I said stop." They turned towards me. What- "Stop thinking Clef. I have a fucking headache, you think about one more thing, I'll-" I thought of something that made them give me the look.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop!" I surrendered as they looked relieved. I chuckled and walked out of the office, thinking. Then ran. 

"Clef! I swear to what ever God is actually around!" They cried out, and in all honesty, I felt guilty. I stopped thinking and went back towards them. 

Kneeling, I looked at their sitting form. "Are you okay?" I ask, softer this time. Usually, I couldn't give a crap, but this is the only time in the two months they have been here that I have heard them cry out like that. As if they were in pain.

I looked at my watch. Damn it.

"I have a seminar in a few minutes. If you want, I can get you some pain killers and you can come with me to the seminar." I offered. They slowly nodded their head and got up.

Going into the office, again, I looked for the pain killers. Upon finding them, I turn around. Only to see (Y/N) right behind me, I sighed and gave them the pills. "Suck it up, Sweetheart. The seminar may be a bit long. Oh, and don't tell anyone what you see in there. Understood?" Again, they nodded.

We walk to the Seminar room before everyone else got in. The food and drinks are already set up, now to wait for the victims.

It's not like there's anything laced in the food. Now is there? It's just so I don't have to use that much power. 

"Alto? What's in these?" (Y/N) asked, tiredly. 

"Don't eat or drink anything from that table, it will make you hallucinate." I lied. 

"Uh huh." They replied, discouraged now. There was nothing they or anyone could do to stop me from using my power. It was fun to let it out every once and a while. "I'm just going to go sit over there." They pointed towards the chair on the podium.

"Good, that's where you were supposed to sit anyways." I told them, rolling my eyes. They were going to come here either way. Whether they liked it or not.

They sat down, and sighed in relief. Then the new comers came in. Noisy as shit. I could see (Y/N) rubbing their head and sighing out of irritation. Oh, they are going to hate me for this.

"Good afternoon everyone. Please, grab a cup of coffee and a muffin from the table in the back and take a seat. Oh, and please leave your weapons with the office. O5 doesn't like it when people are walking around with their pieces around the Blue Zone." I started.

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(Y/N)'s POV-

"Today we're going to talk about something near and dear to my heart. Reality Benders. Now, call them what you will. They can still possibly beat your ass." I watched as he began to lecture. Then I noticed something. The windows were gone. It was beginning.

'What the hell is this guy?' I heard one thought say. I glared in the direction of the person who thought that. 'Did they hear me? I didn't say anything out loud. . .'

"No, Richard. Not until you actually spoke. You didn't say anything. Now stop paying attention to them, and listen or else you won't be certified." Alto grinned as the guy widened his eyes and nodded. "Now, look at the doors. Anything different?" I looked at the doors again, they were gone.

"Look again. Where are the doors? There's no way out. Don't worry, you can still get out through the windows. But, wait. There are no windows. How did you get in, how are you going to get out? But it's okay. At least the desks aren't coming to kill you now, are they?" I looked at him, and rolled my eyes. Here we go. 

"Oh wait, they are! The fucking desks are coming to kill you! What are you going to do? How are you going to survive!? There's nOTHING YOU CAN DO! THIS IS A REALITY BEND! THIS IS WHAT IT FUCKING FEELS LIKE TO BE IN A REALITY BEND! YOU WANT TO SURVIVE?! YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO FIGHT! THIS IS WHAT A REALITY BENDER DOES!" I started to tear up, my head is starting to hurt again. What the hell is going on?

"Oh, look at what we have here! A TOUGH GUY HUH?! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH THAT 9mm?!" He shouted, his voice growing more demonic. I cried out, my head throbbing in pain. He's using way too much of his power, I can fucking feel it!

"Damn it! Make it stop!" I whispered. He looked toward another person. He's getting out of control.

"What do I want? WHAT DO I WANT?! WHAT DO I WANT FROM A FUCK NUGGET LIKE YOU?! NOTHING! YOU ARE MY PLAY THING AND THAT'S ALL YOU WILL EVER BE! YOU LIVE WHEN I SAY LIVE, YOU DIE ONLY IF I ALLOW IT!" He shouted. Everything went black.

"Alright, everyone take a deep breath, in and out." He said, calming down about now. I took in a deep breath, and sighed. My head was still throbbing from the immense energy he had just emitted. Two months ago, this wouldn't have been a big deal. 

"Oh, and kill the mother fucker before he even knows you're there."

"You're all certified now. Class dismissed." He ended his lecture.

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"So, you know my secret, and I have a slight idea on what yours is." He told me, cockily.

"Oh, great. You want me to tell you?" I retorted, giving him a tired look.

"Woah, what's with the attitude there, Sweetheart?" I gave him a death glare as I walked past him.

"I'm tired. I'm going to work on a few things." I replied with a sigh. Hopefully, working will get my migraine to go away. But before I turned the corner, I could hear a soft yet audible, 'Okay. . .'

Is Clef okay?

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Word Count: 1073

Seminar Lesson Originated: www.scp-wiki.net

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