Some fluff, angst, and smut featuring some of the most dysfunctional beings to ever be created.

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COMPLETED ** Cover Image by me ** *This is my first story, so please give me helpful critiques!* This contains a story line that follows the daughter of 049 and 035, Remi. This doesn't follow the logic of the SCP Foundation at all, as they live on the outside world, which the Foundation would never allow happen. Enjoy!

TRIGGER WARNING: death, surgery, stockholm syndrome, depression, anxiety Based off the tale "Crunch" from the wiki. It's called "Are We Cool Yet" because the original plot was going to include Peanut's creators, the anartists, but the story went somewhere else. Anyway, a group of motley SCPs get together and breach containment once and for all! It is mostly angst with a side of fluff. I'll take my time I'll take my time You cannot rush What can't be timed And its tough believing There's someone living out there Happier than me Happier than me We may be lost And gone forever The rain will wash our memory But when we cry We cry together Like it was meant to be - AJR, Growing Old on Bleeker Street

The Foundation is an organization dedicated to keep the monsters that lurk in the dark at bay, to protect those in the light. But what did those monsters do, during a time when there was no such Foundation to hinder their schemes? For a porcelain mask and a plague doctor, attempt to change the world. But perhaps, they'd find such a task not to be so easy. Especially when they each stood in each other's way. Love can be a beautiful burden, no?