049 and 035 were walking and talking down the hall.
"It's interesting, really, how the human mind can manipulate you and make you do such actions." 049 claimed. He was, for once in a long time, having an intellectual conversion with his dear friend, 035.
Over the years 035's personality has been getting duller, more stupid, and more accustomed to the modern world because of the bodies he has been receiving. It's rare for 035 to act serious and have a good, formal, and not stupid conversation. Yes, he has been very dramatic since the beginning and is still the best drama queen out there, but he also has a smart and formal side. A side that rarely comes out.
So right now 049 is very grateful for this chance to have a conversation with his formal side. It reminds him of the good old days. Before the containment. How he wished he could back to those times where it was just him and 035.
Maybe one day the facility will cave in and everyone and thing will be free. It's only something to hope.
035 gave out a chuckle at his words. 'Adorable.' That's all he ever thinks when he sees 049 so happy when talking about anything that interests him. "I agree."
Soon they hear mumbling.
The two stop dead in their tracks and became silent in order to listen better. It was singing! Though it sounded young and childish. The two scp's looked at each in confusion.
"Should we follow it?" Asked the white, porcelain, mask; his face changing to confusion.
The doctor dug into his never ending bag and pulled out a lever four key card. "I think we should. That is a voice of a child. We must see if they are alright."
"But what is a child doing in the facility? I know for a fact all the children scp's are no where near here." 035 said while following the doctor down the hallway.
They stopped after passing three doors on their right. They could hear the singing more clearly on the other side of the door.
"Well, we'll just have to see for ourselves, don't we?" Doc slid the card in the slot and the door opened.
The singing immediately stopped and turned into a growl. Though that soon stopped as well once she saw who it was.
"Oh!" Said the doctors as he looks at his friend in surprise. "Hello 811. What are you doing here?"
"Aè! Hi! How have you been?"
811 gave them a big smile before responding. "Hi!" She was currently sitting on the floor with her back against the wooden desk. The desk was half way from being decomposed but still held her, non the less. In front of her was a small black puddle.
049 tilted his head at the scene in front of him. "Have you been stuck here since the breach started?"
811 listened what 049 said to her before responding. She tried tried to say what she was going to say but stopped. She looked at 035 and gestured him to come closer to her. He obliged and went closer to her. 811 whispered something in his ear before 035 whistles back. After they were done 811 nodded her head and looked back at 049. She cleared her throat.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
035 bursted out laughing, clutching his stomach in the process.
049 on the other hand was not amused. 'And there goes his brain. Flying across the room. Dear God please give me patience.' He thought to himself.
035 tried to calm himself. "No no no. It's just 'Ye'."
"Oooh." She turns back at 049 and smiles. "Ye."
035 returned back to his fit of laughter but this time falling to the floor.
Ignoring the laughing mask, 049 decided to ask more question. "How did you get stuck here, exactly? You need a key card to get in. Unless it was already open?"
Aè shook her head. "Hungry! Follow man! Stuck here!"
"Ah! I see. I presume that black puddle was once the man?"
"........... Ye."
Again 035 went back to his fit of laughter.
Ye.
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SCP Short Stories
Historia CortaThis book contains short stories of SCPs, researchers, guards, etc. These stories will be about their times at the facility, lives before or after the SCPs were captured, beginnings of untold stories from interviews, or anything that comes to mind...