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wc: ~309

characters: Ani/SCP-144-JP (@aronaax I LOVE ANI SOOOO SO MUCH THE HATERS ARE JUST JEALOUS THAT YOURE TOO GIRLYPOP), Dr. Alto Clef, Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

summary: father-daughter bonding time and SpongeBob

Ani belongs to @aronaax (:

Dr. Jack Bright

As you opened the door to Site-17, you were greeted by a rush of cold air and glaring fluorescent light biting at your eyes. A tall ginger man with strikingly green eyes and glasses with a cracked lens stopped you at the door, flashing a charming, yet insincere grin. In his hand was a surgical scalpel, although you did not know what he was using it for, nor did you want to.

“Who are you? Wait, wait, don’t tell me… [REDACTED], I presume?”

“Yes, that’s me. Um, please stop pointing that at me.”

“Ah, whatever. Sue me. I’m Dr. Bright, Jack Bright. And this…” 

He pulled an intricate silver amulet with small, clear gems you assumed to be diamonds decorating the edges and a large centerpiece ruby out from under his hastily buttoned-up coat that happened to not be compliant with the dress code.

“This is my favorite thing in the world, I totally love it so much, y’know? More than barbecue sauce. God, I hate barbecue sauce, it’s pretty good. You wanna touch it?”

“I… No, not-”

“C’mon, really? Doesn’t it look so cool?”

“I’m sure.”

“You wanna touch it. I know you do.”

“I really don’t.”

“Ah, fine. Whatever. You’ll do well here, kid.”

“You don’t look any older than me…”

“Things aren’t ever as they seem here. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it eventually. Oh, by the way, there’s a guy I know, Dr. Iceberg, he’s stationed here temporarily. He’s real good at paperwork. If you ever need someone to do your work, go find him, trust me.”

He smiled and left you alone, walking like he had somewhere to be, joined by a grinning blond man with a ukulele in his arms and a shotgun strapped to his back. You heard Bright mutter, “Fifty bucks says that kid doesn’t make it a week,” followed by grating laughter from the other man. You felt mildly offended, but there wasn’t much you could do about it.

Dr. Elias Shaw

On your way to your office, you were stopped by a short woman, her auburn hair put up neatly in a bun. “Oh, a new transfer? I think I've heard of you. Dr. [REDACTED]?” She spoke with a calm voice, tapping her pen against a clipboard in her hand.

“Yes ma’am, and you?”

“I’m Dr. Shaw, Elias Shaw.”

You caught a glimpse of a shimmering sapphire amulet, strikingly similar to one owned by an acquaintance of yours, Dr. Bright’s, underneath her buttoned-up lab coat. 

“...Oh. Nice to meet you.”

As soon as she noticed you staring, she pulled her collar back over it. The tapping sped up, and she glanced around warily. Something seemed off about her. Shaw took a deep breath before she turned on her heel and quickly walked away. 

You glanced around the corner to make sure nobody would pop out of nowhere and attack you, as they had at your old station at Site 5 [Note: “We would like to reiterate that there is not and has never been a Site 5.” -Dr. Gears].

Dr. Julian Ellis "Iceberg"

Walking around the labyrinthine site was always maddening. A man with a scowl on his face (seemingly permanent) bumped into you, scattering papers everywhere. He scoffed, rewrapping his scarf around his neck and feeling around the floor for his glasses. You picked them up and handed them to him. “I don’t need your help. And watch where you’re going, [EXPLETIVE REMOVED].” He put his glasses back on, looked up, paused, and cleared his throat.

 “Huh. I don't think I've seen you before. Who are you?”

“[REDACTED], I’m working under Dr. Kondraki.”

“I see. I'm under Gears and I think of setting him on fire every day.”

“...What?”

“It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm the only normal one here. All those other staff are fully insane, except Break. She’s my girlfriend. Oh, and also, stay out of my way. I don't have time for this.” Strange. You'd met her once, but she didn't seem like the type to go for a guy like him...

You kneeled down to help him. “You have a lot of paperwork,” you said, impulsively pointing out the obvious. “No [EXPLETIVE REMOVED],” he snapped. You were quiet for a few seconds longer before asking, “Is she really your girlfriend?” You thought you were being stupid until he said, “Well, not officially. But she loves me, I can tell.”

As he picked up the last paper and you handed him the stack you’d collected, he turned away. Something about him kind of threw you off. Maybe it was his initial rudeness, or the fact that the air around him seemed oddly cold. He stopped in his tracks and added, “One more thing. If you see Gears anywhere, put in a good word for me, will you? I swear, I’m always so close to getting a promotion, and then that [EXPLETIVE REMOVED] Clef gets all the praise and honor. The O5 have to cave sometime.” He didn’t even wait for a response. 

Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

You were given a task by Dr. Clef involving Kondraki. Not that you wanted to complete it, however, you wanted to get away from him as fast as possible, as he was in a foul mood and there was a suspicious lack of shotguns, so you took it. The box you were given was badly wrapped in dark green paper and adorned with a bow that was hastily stapled on, skewed slightly to the left. The box was also moving, like it contained a feral animal. Holding the box securely against your chest with one arm, you knocked on a wooden door with a silver nameplate bolted onto it reading, “Dr. Benjamin Kondraki: King of the Butterflies Booooterflies”. The last part was scrawled onto the plate with black sharpie, and someone had drawn a green butterfly on a piece of lined paper and taped it to the door. Was “King of the Booooterflies” really in his job description?

Fish #1

Fish #2 (substantially worse)

Can you tell I don't know fish anatomy