#scp-038

Logan and Remus were in the imagination, reenacting a surgery scene similar to Surgery Simulator. Only this time, they didn’t have terrible video game mechanics to deal with. Logan was covering all the tools in sterilizing formula and stirring them around to ensure they’re clean.

“Okay. Scalpel.” Remus ordered.

“Marker.” Logan said, giving him a black marker.

Remus took a double take before groaning. “Does it really matter? This is just the imagination. We don’t need to do a perfectly pristine job.” Remus reminded him.

“We can get to the ‘fun’ quicker if we open him up properly. If you show me you can follow the proper instructions for starting a surgery, then I’ll let you do whatever you want with the body.” Logan bribed him.

Upon hearing the ultimate bribe of a lifetime, Remus immediately put his game face on and threw his mask onto his face. “HAND ME THE RULER.” Remus ordered in the most down to earth, replicated lawyer voice he could muster. Logan snickered to himself as he threw a stainless steel ruler into the bowl of formula before giving it to him. Remus very carefully made a straight, dotted line with the marker and gave it back to Logan. “Scalpel...Please.” Remus ordered.

Logan nodded and handed him the very item he asked for. “Scalpel.” Logan repeated.

Remus carefully cut the incision and handed the now bloody knife back to Logan carefully. “Wonderful! You did splendidly.” Logan reacted. “Now...Let all hell break loose!” Logan declared to Remus.

Remus didn’t waste a second. The moment the word ‘Hell’ was spoken, Remus had summoned a chainsaw! Remus revved up the chainsaw, and started dramatically cutting right into the small incision location. It didn’t even take a second for the tiny incision to become overcome with blades and for the entire body to explode with blood and guts absolutely everywhere. Logan covered himself up with his surgery gown while Remus happily allowed the blood to drench his face, chest, legs, and hair. Even his mustache was partly covered in blood! The entire imagination was covered in blood and guts!

Then, Remus pulled out a stapler. “Alright! Let’s staple him up, nurse!” Remus declared. Logan snorted and bursted out laughing! It was like watching a Looney Tunes show! Only, more bloodier! Plus, the entire body was in shreds! How is one supposed to use STAPLES to get this body back together?! It’s physically impossible! That was why Logan was laughing as much as he was.

“Man, that was fun! We should do this more often!” Remus reacted happily.

Logan smiled. “I’d love to! But it might have to wait until after I get back from the SCP Foundation.” Logan told him.

Remus gasped and practically tackled Logan to the ground while the imagination cleaned itself up. “TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT! Is it real?! Are you able to see the Class Keter SCP’s?! TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME!” Remus begged.

Logan giggled awkwardly and straightened his glasses. “Well...I’ve looked at mostly Object Class Safe SCP’s so far.” Logan explained. “I’m not allowed to visit the Keter classes yet because it’s dangerous.” Logan explained.

“Right, right. That makes sense.” Remus replied. “But have you seen SCP-2295 yet?” Remus asked.

Logan nodded. “Yup! He’s incredible! I’ve even given him sewing cloth!” Logan reacted.

Remus squealed. “YAY! What about SCP-897?” Remus asked.

Logan was taken back. “SCP-897? I’ve never heard of it.” Logan replied.

“OH! It’s a person that’s capable of teleporting other people’s organs into himself! The SCP is made up of so many different genetic DNA particles, and the craziest part?” Remus explained. Logan leaned in, clearly fascinated. “He doesn’t suffer from organ rejection in any way! He doesn’t suffer any sickness from organ rejection, let alone death!” Remus reacted.

Logan’s eyes widened. “No way…” Logan reacted.

“This is the 100% honest truth!” Remus told him. “You should consider visiting him! I think recently, SCP-897 had its brain replaced by an agent’s brain. And now, they’re mentally stable and placed as Object Class Safe!” Remus explained.

Logan lifted his eyebrows as he took notes on his arm. This would be a very fascinating SCP to look at…

[AT THE SCP FOUNDATION]

Logan placed his bag inside the usual bedroom cell, and unloaded what he didn’t need from his backpack. He kept the map, his gifts to the SCP’s, a flashlight, and a notebook and pen in his bag so he could take some notes on SCP-897. One of the first things Logan wanted to do was to visit SCP-2295 and give him a few accessories to sew onto itself. Logan followed the map directions as best he could, and quickly reached SCP-2295’s room. Logan, using the correct keycard he’d been given, opened the room door and walked in to see SCP-2295...working on an organ transplant?!

Logan gasped and attempted to close the door and leave the bear alone. But Logan managed to glance at the bear’s eager face as it ran up to him.

Logan reopened the door and waved. “Sorry to interrupt. I wanted to come visit.” Logan explained. But SCP-2295 didn’t seem to care about the unsterile circumstances. SCP-2295 happily pulled Logan over to the person and continued to work on the organ. Logan tilted his head as he observed the organ SCP-2295 was working on: It looked to be a super long tube, made of multiple different fabrics! Logan also looked at the incision, which looked to be a wide H shape across the middle of the belly.

Logan’s eyes widened when he connected the dots: SCP-2295 was making a small intestine!

Logan smiled as he pulled a few more long fabric sheets out of his backpack. SCP-2295 placed the fabric intestine down and waddled itself over to the fabric with glee! Eager to get more fabric to add to its collection, SCP-2295 grabbed some scissors and decided to spread out one of the fabric sheets and use it for the patient’s new small intestine.

“I see you chose an interesting time to see SCP-2295! This researcher has been suffering from complications related to severe Celiac Disease. 2295 must’ve noticed this almost right away because the moment she walked in, 2295 laid her down and put her to sleep.” Dr. ████ explained through the Walkie-Talkie.

Logan pulled his Walkie-Talkie out of his backpack and clicked the speaking button. “That’s incredible!” Logan reacted.

“Yeah! You’re gonna be able to see this bear in action!” Dr. ████ added.

Logan smiled as he put the Walkie-Talkie into his pocket for the time being and continued to watch SCP-2295 add artificial versions of Villi (millimetre-long yarn pieces) inside the new parts of the small intestine before closing it up to make a tube. Finally, SCP-2295 finished the super long small intestine and started replacing. While Logan held the incision open, SCP-2295 cut the end of the small intestine off of the beginning of the large intestine. With the two organs separated, SCP-2295 placed the fabric small interestine end onto the Large Intestine hole and sewed it on successfully. Then, SCP-2295 removed the entire small intestine, and put the new fabric intestine into the large space in the person’s belly spot. The positioning of the intestine looked almost perfectly replicated! How did this simple teddy bear, know how to do this so perfectly?!

After sewing the beginning of the small intestine to the Duodenum, SCP-2295 closed up the incision and covered it with gauze and tape. With the surgery finished, SCP-2295 clapped its bear hands happily and smiled at Logan excitedly!

“Yay! You did it!” Logan said excitedly. SCP-2295 jumped onto Logan’s lap, and hugged Logan as well. When the bear hugged Logan, SCP-2295 started listening to Logan’s heartbeat and replicated the heart beat with its hand. Gently, the bear hand started tapping Logan’s arm to the beat of his heart. Logan smiled and gave the bear a few scratches on the ear. The bear giggled and wiggled around happily and covered its face with Logan’s chest. So, Logan stopped tickling and hugged the bear eagerly. The bear returned the hug with a big smile and even blew Logan a kiss! Logan just about melted from that one.

Logan didn’t spend much longer with it after that. He delivered the SCP a bracelet and a necklace, and enjoyed the reaction for as long as he could. But Logan had to get going. He wanted to visit more SCP’s in a day, so that he could have more SCP’s to visit within the weeks. He wanted to make his hours count, which sadly meant shorter trips with the ones he knew. So, Logan got one last hug goodbye and left the SCP alone to tend to the treated researcher.

Logan’s next trip was going to be with SCP-038. Also known as, “L’Albero Del Tutto”. Whatever that meant, Logan couldn’t tell you. Though, he could say that L’albero sounded close to “Arbre”, meaning ‘tree’ in french. So, Logan assumed it may be a tree of some kind. Logan opened the door with the keycard and smiled as he stared at the SCP: He was right! It WAS a tree!

Logan walked up to the tree and reached his hand out eagerly. But suddenly, the Walkie-Talkie started vibrating in his pocket! Logan pulled it out and clicked the call button. “Hello?” Logan asked.

“I know you weren’t aware of this procedure beforehand, but I order you to put a hazmat suit on when interacting with SCP-038.” Dr. ████ ordered. Logan lifted an eyebrow and turned around to see a yellow hazmat suit hanging on a hanger. Logan sighed. “What will the consequences be if I don’t?” Logan asked just out of curiosity as he removed the suit from the hanger.

“SCP-038 is capable of cloning anything and everything that the bark comes in contact with. It has been known to grow different fruits, as well as candy bars, TV’s, a pair of keys, DVD’s, CD’s, full wine bottles, animals, and lastly: humans.” Dr. ████ explained. Logan’s eyes widened as he looked at the tree in a brand new light. “And that isn’t even everything on the list.” Dr. ████ added. Logan’s jaw dropped before pulling the yellow gloves on. With the suit now on himself, Logan put his Walkie-Talkie onto a ledge nearby and readied himself to approach the SCP. The SCP looked like it was supposed to be a regular apple tree. But weirdly enough, there were oranges and peaches growing alongside the apples! As he walked around, a couple other fruits had shown itself to Logan: a couple vines of grapes, and even a pineapple was growing on it! Not only that, but there were branches with peonies, daffodils, and…

A cherry blossom branch?!

Logan gasped and smiled as he saw a cherry blossom blooming right in front of him for the first time in his life. Logan knelt down and studied the look of the cherry blossom for a little while. It was beautifully grown, and looked very well-kept. Logan made sure to fight his instincts to touch the cherry blossom, for fear that he may ruin it or cause the tree to clone something on top of the cherry blossom. So, Logan enjoyed the view while it was there, before resuming to look around.

It was truly a pretty tree mixed with many types of plant DNA! Who knew that a multi ethical tree like this could exist! Finally, Logan admired another flower that seemed to blooming before him: a multi-layer petaled pink flower was blooming right in front of him! It looked like it might be a Proteas flower. Weren’t those from South Africa?! How did a South African exotic flower end up in the locked up containment building that was the SCP Foundation?!

Logan decided to place the question aside and instead, focus on maybe getting himself a fruit. He walked away and grabbed his Walkie-Talkie from the ledge. “Hey Dr. ████...Would I be allowed to grab a fruit for myself?” Logan asked.

“Oh! Wait...Really? You want to try a fruit from L’Albero Del Tutto?!” Dr. ████ reacted.

“Well...Yeah! I wanna try a peach if I can.” Logan explained.

“Alright. You can grab a fruit from the tree. Just make sure you don’t touch the bark. Okay?” Dr. ████ ordered.

“Roger.” Logan replied before putting the Walkie-Talkie onto the ledge again. Logan decided to go for a plump peach that wasn’t very far down from him. Logan reached his fingers up, and gently tugged the peach off of the tree. The peach seemed to come off pretty easily, and the branch bounced back gently when the peach released from the tree branch. Logan smiled at a job well done, and walked towards the exit.

When Logan got himself out of the room with his Walkie-Talkie and his peach, Logan took off the Hazmat suit and draped it over an office chair that was nearby. “Thank you, Dr. ████. That was unbelievable! The apple tree was growing a branch of cherry blossoms!” Logan reacted.

“Yeah, I found that out myself a few days ago.” Dr. ████ told him.

“Alright. I’m off to see SCP-4743.” Logan told the Doctor.

“Haha! You’re gonna love that SCP! Though, beware if your ears are sensitive to balloon squeaking sounds.” Dr. ████ encouraged.

Logan smiled. “Roger that.” Logan replied.

Logan used his map to find his way towards the door. He had to go up a couple flights, but he did end up finding it after about 15 minutes or so. Logan let his eyes fall onto the door with the label on the top that read “SCP-4743” on the frame. The nerd smiled for a moment as he pulled out his key card, and inserted it into the card slot. When the light flashed green, the door unlocked as Logan removed his keyard and pushed it into his shirt pocket. Logan opened up the door and was introduced to thousands upon thousands of balloons all in a few different clusters. Logan’s eyes widened and a big happy smile filled his face as he let the door close behind him. They were all kinds of different colors of balloons! They were pretty colors, bright colors, darker colors, and even super light pastel colors!

Logan put his hand up and awkwardly waved. “Hi!” Logan greeted.

Suddenly, a HUGE bundle of balloons came charging at him. Logan squeaked and cowered at first, but quickly uncurled himself when he felt himself being snuggled by 50 or more balloons all at once. Logan started to giggle and push them aside playfully, only for more balloons to come snuggle him! Not only that, but a big bunch of balloons started to lift Logan up with excitement! Logan squeaked in nervousness, but bursted out laughing as Logan was both snuggled and tickled by the dozens of balloons.

“Hohohow ahare yohohohou dohohoing thihihis?! Yohohou’re bahalloohohohons!” Logan asked.

A few of the balloons started rubbing at Logan’s feet, and a couple other balloons also went for Logan’s neck! Logan bursted out laughing even more and squirmed around in the silly touches. “HAHAHAHAHA! IHIHITS SOHOHO TIHIHICKLYYHYHYHYHY!” Logan reacted.

“Yeah, they tend to do that a lot.” The Walkie-Talkie speaker spoke. Noticing the Walkie-Talkie’s sound, a couple balloons seemed to grow pseudopods and grabbed the Walkie-Talkie out of his pocket. “Uh oh! SCP-4743, let go of the Walkie-Talkie! That’s an order!” Dr. ████ ordered through the Walkie-Talkie. The balloons ended up letting go of the Walkie-Talkie as they were ordered. But, the doctor should’ve thought about what he had said because the Walkie-Talkie ended up getting caught by another collection of balloons that floated a good 3 metres away from Logan. While the Walkie-Talkie was rendered useless, Logan’s whole body ended up getting overwhelmed by ticklish sensations from balloons of all things!

“EHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” Logan laughed his head off.

The balloons seemed to catch onto just how ticklish Logan was, because the tickling balloons quickly retreated to let the man breath. Logan’s laughter slowly turned into giggles as he curled into a little ball. With Logan all curled up and giddy, a bunch of the balloons started cuddling him. “Yohohou guys suhuhure ahare playfuhul.” Logan reacted with a bit of a giddiness still effecting him.

The balloons decided to raise Logan up more, and show him just what it’s like floating atop a bunch of balloons. Logan held onto a couple of the balloons in nervousness, but let them take him up despite the nervousness. The balloons lifted him up to the very high roof, and showed the man the look of all the colorful balloons at the bottom of the containment room. Logan smiled and allowed his legs to dangle off the edge of the balloons as he gazed upon the endless layers of colors. But quickly, Logan felt himself get pushed bit by bit off the edge of the floating balloons!

“Wait, WHAT?! NO! I DON’T WANNA JUMP! IT’S TOO FAR-” But Logan interrupted his protests with his own screams of fear. As Logan fell, the balloons blocked his falling path and caused them to collide with his middle and shoulders. Logan covered his eyes and braced for either a painful impact on the ground, or a balloon-popping tackle onto the balloon layers.

But to Logan’s surprise...there was no quick splat. There was no balloon popping sounds. All Logan could feel...was floating! Just floating! He felt light! He could even say he felt lighter than a balloon! It was nuts! Logan opened his eyes and let out a breath of relief when he realized the balloons were carrying him. It was incredible! The balloons actually managed to catch him! But HOW?! They’re regular balloons! Aren’t they?!

“Wow! That was unbelievable!” something spoke. Logan turned around, and smiled as his eyes fell upon the Walkie-Talkie that was stolen from him for that half an hour. Logan took back his Walkie-Talkie and clicked the speaking button. “That...was both breathtaking, and anxiety-inducing.” Logan told the person.

“Well, I assumed that. It was anxiety-inducing for me just WATCHING you!” Dr. ████ reacted. “But now that they’ve proved you can trust them...How do you feel?” Dr. ████ asked.

Logan looked to the security camera and gave it a big toothy smile. “I feel as light as a cloud.” Logan told him. “Look! I can kick my legs! That’s how high up I am!” Logan added, giggling as he swung his legs around underneath the heap of balloons.

The balloons must have heard Logan’s giggles in happiness, because the balloons quickly started smothering Logan’s body. Logan threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut as more laughter left his lungs. “COHOHOME OHOHOHON! WHYYHY AHAHAGAHAHAHAHAIN?!” Logan asked, wiggling around and falling backwards. As soon as Logan took on the laying position, the balloons smothered his body more and continued to tickle attack him with their pseudopods against his ticklish spots. “IHIHIHI’M TOHOHOHOO TIHIHICKLIHIHISH FOHOHOR THIHIHIHIHIS!” Logan yelled out loud.

But the moment a balloon’s pseudopod found Logan’s belly, it was all over. Logan started kicking his legs and cackling like a maniac. If the balloons were killing him, they were certainly reaching success!

But thankfully for the nerd, the balloons were not trying to kill him. They were simply trying to make the man laugh after a somewhat unnecessary anxiety peak. It was the entire balloon squad’s way of saying “I’m sorry Mr. Stranger with glasses for scaring you. I hope you can trust us now”.

And Logan didn’t mind being scared. That was now behind him. Now, Logan can focus on being tickled and cuddled by balloons while floating on them too.

[EVENTUALLY]

Logan removed the keycard from the slot and knocked on the door before opening it.

“Come in.” The person spoke. Logan nodded and walked in with his backpack on his body and a Walkie-Talkie in his body. “Hello. My name is Logan Sanders. I’m a regular visitor in the SCP Foundation, and it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Logan greeted, holding out his hand. The SCP smiled and gave him a handshake. Logan sat down and started to unzip his backpack. “To start off, I would like to offer you a gift, if that’s okay with you.” Logan explained.

SCP-897 gasped and put their hands together. “I’d love a gift!” the SCP reacted happily. The SCP looked to have the face, voice and temperament of a woman, but Logan was not entirely sure if the SCP really was a woman, a man or non-binary.

But Logan focused on giving the SCP their gift first. Logan handed them a gift-wrapped box. The SCP happily took the wrapped box, ripped it open and opened the box’s lid. They gasped. “Awwww! It’s so CUTE!” SCP-897 reacted. Logan smiled and felt a bit of warmth in his heart from seeing such a genuine reaction. The gift was a large sized Beanie Boo penguin with big, glittery blue eyes. “I think I’m gonna name you...Tuxy!” The SCP decided eagerly. Logan giggled in genuine amusement. “What? It’s short for tuxedo. It looks like he’s wearing a tuxedo! Doesn’t it?” The SCP asked, turning the penguin to face Logan and bringing it closer so he can see.

Logan just laughed more and nodded. “Yehes! It does!” Logan replied.

The SCP smiled proudly. “Tuxy the Penguin.” The SCP announced before placing Tuxy on top of their bed. Logan smiled as she walked up to a record player. “Do you like music?” SCP-897 asked.

Logan nodded in reply. “Yes! I love music!” Logan replied. “Got any preferences?” Logan asked.

“Ooooh! How about some Frank Sinatra?” SCP-897 asked. Logan smiled and stood up as she put a record into the record player. Quickly, the song Fly Me To The Moon by Frank Sinatra started to play.

SCP-897 grabbed Logan’s hand and started swaying with the man. Logan swayed along with her, as Sinatra started to sing the lyrics. Logan and 897 spun around the room, and started dancing fast-paced as well. 897 smiled and giggled as Logan spun her around. “You’re a really good dancer! I’m impressed!” 897 told him.

“Thank you. You’re pretty good yourself.” Logan added.

The duo danced around within the containment room and showed off their swinging abilities. Logan was surprisingly really good at dancing, and even managed to dip the woman without any issue. Logan and 897 stayed like that for a moment as the song ended. Logan lifted an eyebrow as he realized something odd. “Huh...I don’t think I ever realized just how short this song is.” Logan reacted.

“You wanna move onto That’s Life?” SCP-897 asked.

Logan smiled. “I’d love to!” Logan replied.

With a switch of the record, the two were dancing yet again. Logan didn’t really get to learn about SCP-897’s ability to use transportation to transplant organs.