Life as an SCP

A Week After Living at Site 19

I was slowly adjusting to life there. Every so often I'd hear Bright playing one of his usual pranks on the staff and Clef getting very pissed at him. Well, I wouldn't blame Clef for that. If I was in his place, I'd be furious to the point I'd be cursing like a sailor.

"What is going on this time?" Freddy asks while holding his head.

"It's the usual prank from Bright. Don't worry. You'll get used to it eventually," I say while putting an arm around Freddy.

"I hope so. The constant yelling and arguing is giving me a headache," He says with a slight groan.

Bright, I swear that I will destroy you someday if you keep doing pranks constantly like this! There will be no such thing as a prank war! I think to myself while eating leftovers from the previous night.

Okay, something I'll admit is that I get violent when I'm hungry. Which means every time they send in a D-Class as my snack, I go insane and change my pattern each time. None of them expect it, but sometimes if I'm in a good mood, I let them live. It's rare that I let a D-Class live.

"Did you ever get the reason why we're here?" Freddy asks.

"The reason we're here is because I requested that they move the pizzeria here so I'm happier," I reply with a sigh.

"Freddy, I think it was a good idea that she did it. It means that we'll all be together and not separated," Bonnie explains.

"I just wanted us to be together. I can't help it that miss you guys. You guys are my family," I say with a sigh.

I was a bit upset with what has happening. All of my friends missed me, but they were upset that I had the pizzeria moved.

"I'm grateful that she had the pizzeria moved. Bonnie is right when he said that this is a good idea," Foxy said with a smile.

I smile at Foxy and give him a hug. No matter what I thought, Foxy was always there to back me up.

"Thanks for always being there for me, Foxy. It really means a lot to me," I say while still hugging him.

"SCP BREAK. HEAD TO THE CAFETERIA. ANY SCP THAT DOES NOT GO ON BREAK STAY IN YOUR CELL!" The intercom blared.

I looked at the door to my cell, and it was open. I walked out, and the door behind me shut tightly. While some guards lead me, I see 049 head in. At first, I tried to go back to my cell, but the guards don't let me go.

"Why can't I just go back to my cell?" I ask with a hint of worry.

"It's break time. Don't you want a break from being in your cell?" one of the guards ask.

"I guess I do. I just don't like it here. Not many of the others like me," I reply.

"The only reason they hate you is because you look like you'd be a Euclid SCP when you're actually a Keter SCP," a different guard says immediately after I say that.

What does that mean? I'm a Keter SCP. I wish I had some knowledge on these things. I thought to myself upon entering the cafeteria.

As I enter the cafeteria, many of the others in there stare at me, especially 106. I look down in hopes that none of them walk over to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a tall man walk over to me. He doesn't look dangerous, but I should always keep my guard up.

"Who's this?" Cain, SCP-073, asks with curiousness.

"This is the new SCP we contained. Meet SCP-2213, also referred to as Britney," the guard replies.

"Nice to meet you, Britney. I'm Cain. The researches sometimes call me SCP-073," Cain says with a smile.

"I guess it's nice to meet you, too. Sorry if I don't talk much. I'm still trying to get used to everything here," I say back to him.

"Don't worry. Everyone here is like that at first, except for some of them. I assure you that I'll manage to protect you to the best of my abilities. Why don't you come sit down with me and my guys," Cain says in a very friendly tone.

"Thanks, Cain," I reply as he leads me over to his table.

"What is she doing here?" 106 asks.

"She's going to be sitting with us from now on," Cain replies.

I just sit there as they all stare at me.

"I see I have a new patient to cure," 049 says while trying to touch me.

"Just remember that my skin is a metallic fabric," I say before he touches me.

"I can easily corrode that!" 106 yells with a smirk.

"106, calm down! She's just a teenager!" Cain yells back.

"Cain, you know very damn well that I'm usually in a bad mood!" 106 roars.

Above us, I can hear the guards getting ready to shoot 106. This has me worried, so I hide behind Cain out of pure fear. He puts a hand on my shoulder and makes sure I understand what's happening.

"Calm down, humans above us! Just let me get some of my anger out!" 106 yells.

I poke my head out from behind Cain. I jump slightly when 106 stares right at me. I had no idea how to respond to this.

"Sorry if I angered you," I apologized to 106.

He just looks at me then he smiles with a friendlier smile. I look slightly confused.

"Don't worry. I accept your apology. I'm usually in a bad mood," 106 says with a sigh.

"Thanks. Sorry if I look a bit weak. I'm just getting used to things. I've heard from people that I have certain powers that are hidden in me," I say back to him.

"Is that so? I'd love to help, but a quick question. Why are you classified as a Keter SCP?" 106 asks.

"I guess it's because of how dangerous I can actually be. Incase you didn't hear, I was the one who caused "the Bite of '87" at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza," I say while looking down with a bit of anger.

They all stare at me with shock. To them, it was impossible for a 15-year-old girl to do something like that. Now that they heard about this, they all smile and clap. I look up at them with a bit of shock.

"Why are you guys clapping for me?" I ask them with confusion.

"You've proven yourself to be worthy of hanging out with us. Welcome to the club!" 106 says with a smile.

I just look at them with slight confusion, but then I realize they want me as a friend. I smile at them and nod as a thanks. I think things may be turning for the best now.