(Y/N) just got accepted at a new job at the SCP Foundation, She got to work at the Euclid class. But before she had a normal life, reading about the medieval plague. But mostly watching the beginning of Wonder Woman again and again to study how much...
"Perhaps...." SCP 049 said, walking down the corridor with me. The lights flickered, until they finally went out. I bumped into a wall, "Eeep!" I yelped, falling over. 049 goes over to me, but trips. When the lights came back on, I was face to mask with him. He clearly either did this because he wanted to, or he did accidentally. I'm guessing accidentally, but who knows, he was ontop of me though and that was what mattered at that moment. The screams from 096 sounded very close. "What in the world wide oceans are you doing?" I said, my face becoming red. "Don't look at 096's face.... I heard a human say that...."
"What. The. Heck?!?!?!" I said, trying to look away, but he blocked my view. "I'm protecting you. Now close your eyes!" He said, blocking my view again. "Can you at least get of me?!?!?" I said, closing my eyes. When he finally got off me, I heard incapable language, rustling, and incapable screams. "Can I open my eyes now?!?!?" I said, trying to get up. That of course was followed by a incapable scream.
"He said he's fine with you looking at him! You can open your eyes now!" He said, as I opened my eyes. I saw him hugging SCP 096. He then did a 'follow me' gesture to 096 while walking towards me. "Why are you bringing him, did he join the party or something?" I laughed, going to the storage closet I hoped had gloves in it. "Yes, and also that his 'container' is near here." He said, as I opened the door and shuffled through the boxes.
"Nice. Let's go." I say, putting the gloves on. "All of that for gloves!" He laughed, heading his way to the container. "Race ya There!" I said, looking at 096. 096 won, and we closed the container. Another level 3 personnel looked at me and 049 in complete SHOCK. "Wha- Where you-" He stuttered, but I interrupted, "Shut up dipshit." Walking with 049 to his 'container'- oh no- my language now has a tolerance of him. (Read this sarcastically): Oh no. Oh no I've been talking to him this WHOLE time, oh no.
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