May I request a 2999-B x a male reader who is also a cat and is a munchkin cat who snuck into the foundation because someone left the door open?
Unfortunately, I didn’t really understand the SCP. I think it’s part of some bigger universe? I‘m sorry. I’ve made something from what I could gather.
SCP-2999-B/Munchkin Cat Reader
You…
Are a cat.
Which, you don’t really know. You only know that you are you. You do not notice that your legs are short, and your surroundings suddenly changed from normal outdoors area to white and sterile corridors.
You are you, and you are hungry. So you meandered down the hallway, following the scent of food.
“Woah, hey there little guy, are you lost?” Suddenly, you were picked up, and you mrowed in surprised protest. The thing that picked you up was a very large thing. One of Those Things. The Things that were large and clumsy.
“Mrow.”
The Thing scratched behind your ears, and you leaned in, but only a little.
“Hm. Do you wanna go see SCP-2999-B, little buddy?”
You didn’t have any idea what the Thing was talking about, nor did you really care. All thoughts of food were forgotten as they carried you down the hall, towards another smell. This smell was of another cat– it made you curious, and you wondered a little bit more. Were they a friend or an enemy? They smelled strange. You squirmed in the Things’ grasp until they opened a door, and then you jumped down, twisting and landing onto the floor with a soft thump.
“mmmROOW,” You shouted. There was movement, as the Thing went off to be its big self, before you returned your attention to the other cat. And there was another cat. Sitting in the middle of the soft floor, looking at you. They smelled very strange, and they looked even worse, and you took a moment to try and process what was going on with their… everything. It didn’t work. You padded towards them, sniffed, then sat down, your head tilted.
“Are you okay?” The other cat asked. It was in that strange murmuring that the Things often used, but you understood the gist of it, enough that you were just more confused.
Well, that was fine. The other cat must’ve been sick. Sick cats were cats that needed protection, and if this one was very sick, you just had to assure them you’d protect them until they got better.
“Mmmmmroaw,” You reassured. They flicked their ears.
“I’m sorry, what?”
That sounded like a good enough to you. So, you angled yourself back up, then plodded over beside them, taking a comfortable seat and then proceeding to guard the door against any Things.
And the next Thing that entered got a nice surprise attack to the legs.
