Scp Foundation

*the scps stare at him, some of them are whispering to each other, some of them are just staring at him. one of the scps, a tall, lanky, and pale man with a suit and tie, walks up to him*

*1 hour later* 035:*Walks out, looking dangerously calm, and silent*

*Everyone freezes* 682: Uh... you good?

035: Yes.. *Opens the fridge*

*the scps are playing a game of football and you can see them having a good time*

*I was trying to ride on scp-682's back*

*682 notices you and stops moving* GET OFF ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!

*sighs, relaxing slightly* thanks. *glances at 096* you're... nicer than expected.

*096 grins widely* You nice too! *sits down beside her* Friends?

*pauses, then nods slowly* ...friends. *adjusts helmet awkwardly*

*the next day, I wake up and I look around*

*the scientist is still sitting next to you, he's still petting you. The other scientists are all watching from the observation room*

*I lick his face*