Mary's POV (YN's Mother)
I smiled as (YN) came down the stairs, their hair a tangled mess. "Morning, (YN)!" I called, walking up to them, grabbing their cheeks in my palms, and planting a kiss on their head.
"It's your birthday! Today!" I cried, a large grin plastered on my face. They shoved me off, looking at their feet and wiping their cheeks.
"Okay mom I get it," they said with a sigh, sitting down at the table.
I grabbed a stack of pancakes from the counter, reaching to get a fork, but looking back to see (YN) already holding one.
"Okay, fancy pants," I said teasingly, going to sit across from them.
I passed them their pancakes, before holding my hand as if I was holding something, and a moment later I was holding something, a full bottle of maple syrup. I slathered my pancakes with some, before sliding it over to (YN).
"Thanks," they said, while I said "That'll save us a trip to the store," (YN) laughed, pulling their hair behind their ears so it wouldn't get all sticky.
We finished eating, tossing our dishes into the sink, and pretending like one of us would clean them later.
"So, what's the birthday star want to do for today?" I questioned, white they leaned on the counter and thought. "Maybe- go to the mall?"
I opened my mouth to suggest going out for dinner, but I heard a car pull into the driveway. "Be right back-" I said, running to the door and looking out of the peephole.
My blood went cold. "(YN), go lock the back door," I called to them, running to the nearest windows and pulling their blinds.
"What's wrong?" (YN) asked, their bright eyes now clouded with worry. "It- should be nothing, we just need to leave. right now." my voice was shaking, and I grabbed (YN)'s hand, tugging them to the back door.
I unlocked it and threw it open, while (YN) gave me a confused glance. "Mom-" their voice was cut off with a yelp as we ran into the front yard; face-to-face with about five gun barrels.
"Halt!" a man shouted, his uniform bringing back painful memories. "SCP-9476, stop and come without complaint or we will have to tranquilize you,"
"W- what?" (YN) shouted, their face twisted with confusion and fear. "SCP? Come where? What the heck is going on?"
For their own good, I put my finger on my lips and gave (YN) an iron glare, which they saw and shut up. "I'll come with you, but please don't hurt my child," I said, knowing I'd do anything to protect (YN).
"I'm afraid we can't pass up the chance to capture a new anomaly, no matter what pleads you may make," his voice was calm and collected, making me shiver.
I felt (YN) take my hand, and I squeezed it lightly. After a moment, I know what I needed to do. I took a step forward, clenching my fist until I felt cool metal brush my fingers.
Quickly, I lifted the pistol, pulling the trigger and watching a hole appear in the nearest guard's chest.
Immediately, shots rang out, and pain filled my senses. "Mom!" (YN) shouted, their touch feeling fainter and fainter. "I- I'm sorry," I choked out, before giving in and letting death take me.
This is just supposed to be a short and sweet little recap, so you know who the mom is and stuff. Also, I fixed the minor mistakes I found.
Anyway, point out any more mistakes or don't, I don't really care :P
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