#Bricky SCP

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Hey Patience, what is Bricky up to?

Dr. Patience: He’s a bit shaken up right now. That Lego creature Cory made got him upset. I wonder where that thing went…

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Give that kid a uniform!!!

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Newscapepro SCP Rewrite Season 2: [REDACTED]

“Guys, guys!” Dr. Patience yelped as he burst into the commons room of Alpha Strike’s barracks, everyone in there looked at the panicking doctor with both confusion and concern as he started to blabber out the events of the last couple minutes or so. “Otis became Site Director! They-They’re gonna destroy Bricky, a-and Otis is having Cory classified as an SCP!”

“The fuck!?” Hooper grunted, his face scrunching in anger. “You’re kiddin’ me, right? Otis is bad, but I didn’t think he was this bad,”

“Son of a bitch, what do we do now?” Scott asked. “We can’t just up and leave,”

“Can’t ya?” Nikole quirked an eyebrow at the big guy as she pulled out her revolver and held it on her hip. “Cause lemme tell ya, no matter what you decide to do. I’m getting Cory outta here,”

Triana sighed, holding her fingers to her temple. “I-I don’t wanna leave The Foundation behind, where would we even go if we-”

Nikole chuckled and pointed at the Lieutenant. “Heh, I think I know a guy. Short for his age, wears a fancy schmancy amulet, has black fur, y’know?”

“That Duni guy?” Scott asked. “Wait, you know that guy?”

Nikole chuckled again. “We go way back, I forgot to tell ya,”

“Of course you ‘forgot’…” Triana grumbled. “Fine, we’ll go save Cory, together, but we’re gonna have to actually come up with a plan,”

“Any attempt to flee on foot and you’ll all be shot to death,” Lara lamented from her desk. “Same with anything by air, unless… I dunno I cause a temporary blackout in the anti air defenses,”

“You can do that!?” Scott smiled widely. “Awesome, man!”

“Y-You’re gonna stay behind?” Triana shouted. “By yourself? Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” Lara nodded. “Plus, you could use someone on the inside,”

“Sounds dangerous as hell though,” Scott said.

“I guess if you want to do it you can, but I-I just want to make sure you’re safe-”

“I’ll do my best to communicate with you guys once you get out,” Lara raised her hands to calm the Lieutenant to little effect. “I… will be fine. Trust me, okay?”

Triana let out another sigh, heavier than the one before it. “Okay, okay. I trust you,”

“Welp, that’s settled,” Hooper said. “Let’s get to the prison, we’re burnin’ daylight here,”

“That we are,” Triana said solemnly as the team prepared to leave the commons room. “Goodbye, Lara,”

“It’s not goodbye, I’ll see you again,” Lara said, though more nervous than she sounded before.

“Hopefully,”

---

“Nikole? What the hell are you doing here?” The black dog person asked, quirking an eyebrow from within his cell room as he looked at the 4 members of Alpha Strike (and Dr. Patience) looking at him. “And you, thought you bunch of lapdogs didn’t heave clearance to get in here,”

“We don’t, we’re rebelling against The Foundation,” Nikole smirked.

Triana cleared her throat. “We’re saving Cory from what is clearly an out of character move to capture him by The Foundation,”

“…By rebelling against them,” Dr. Patience nodded.

Triana sighed. “Can we just get Cory already?”

“Yeah, why do we gotta carry this guy around, Nik?” Hooper asked. “I still don’t trust him,”

“Makes sense, I did try to kill you guys for awhile,” Duni said as he walked around the room, looking oh so confident in himself. “Buuut, we’ve both clearly been burned by The Foundation in kind of a similar manner, so that means we have to work together and be mates now, got it?”

“This is temporary, remember that,” Triana glared at the dog as she pulled out her hand.

“Got it,” Duni chuckled as he shook the Lieutenant’s hand. “Now, let’s go find Camera Face,”

“Yeah, that is the point of this,” Scott nodded.

“Where’s he at, Patience?” Hooper asked, turning towards the Scientist. “You forgot to tell us that,”

“My lab, if we run we should be able to make it!” The doctor yelped.

“Then let’s get moving, come on!” Hooper ordered everyone out of the room…

As the everyone was running down the halls to Patience’s lab, Nikole decided to talk in a way that was both kinda annoying and confusing:

“You care a lot about Cory, huh?”

“He’s my friend, Nik, we all care about him,” Hooper said. “Whaddaya tryin’ to get at?”

“Nothing, nothing,” Nikole said as she turned towards Duni, the two smirked at eachother as they reached the outside of Patience’s Lab. They all gathered around the door…

“Alright on three:” Triana ordered, everyone nodded and pointed their weapons at the door as they prepared to burst in. “One, two, THREE!”

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BANG

“PUT YOUR GODDAMN HANDS UP!” Triana’s voice boomed as she and the rest of her team burst into the lab pointing their arms at the two guards holding Cory hostage, who were now raising their hands in surrender, letting the Camera Faced man, still wearing his uniform go.

“Y-You guys came for me?” Cory asked, turning his head with a look of decidedly happy shock on his face.

“Of course we did, as long as you’re under my command, I’m responsible for you,” Triana said.

“Yeah, and you’re our friend, Cor,” Hooper smiled at the man as he ran towards him and wrapped him in a huge hug, the two men smiled… Cory then kissed the Corporal on the cheek and gave him a huge smile, Hooper smiled back at him-

“Oh god, finally!” Scott let out a dramatic, smiley sigh. “What’s with people here and not being able to admit that they like eachother?”

“That’s great,” Nikole said with a smirk as she continued to aim at the two guards. “But we gotta get outta here before security shoots us all to death,”

“I guess gay people can wait, but how are we gonna get outta here?” Duni asked as he looked at all of the people in the room, he then sighed and put a hand to his face. “Of course you lot didn’t discuss this at all!”

“We did discuss this,” Triana said with a glare. “We’re gonna hijack a helicopter, we have someone who’s able to disable the anti air systems,”

“Yeah, the facility sends out an alarm whenever something leaves or enters their airspace,” Hooper added.

“Wait, are we-”

Nikole interrupted Cory. “So, we don’t even gotta tell that someone, sweet!” Nikole smirked.

“Yeah… sweet…” Triana sighed, Scott put a hand on her back.

“We’ll see ‘em again, trust me,” The big guy smiled. “This is all gonna blow over soon,”

“I hope,” Triana let out a heavy sigh. “C’mon, let’s get moving everyone,”

“Finally I can get outta this dump,” The dog person complained.

“Yes ma’am!” Cory saluted energetically as the group got ready to leave Patience’s Lab… For Cory, he was sure it’d be the last time he ever saw the place. The thought made him want to tear up, but he had to protect his friends right now, he couldn’t fail them!

---

“So, d-does anyone know how to drive this thing?” Cory stuttered once they were all in the Helicopter, a place he was familiar with, but one he had never been so scared to be in before. “Also what if they shoot us down!?”

“Don’t be afraid Cor,” Hooper reassured, putting a hand on the Camera Faced Man’s back. “Lara’s gonna take care of that,”

“I guess that’s why she isn’t here…” Cory frowned. “That sucks…”

“I’m not happy about it either, don’t worry,” Triana sighed.

“No one is, but… it’s what has to happen,” Dr. Patience sighed.

“Alright, you guys done with your moment back there?” Duni asked, everyone nodded or was silent. “Alright, we’re taking off, try not to vomit,”

Cory wanted to from nervousness, but… he needed to be strong.

As strong as he could be without one of his friends.

And with that, the helicopter flew off into the distance, the automated anti air turrets on the outside of the facility failing to protect it.

“Well, where do we go now?” Scott asked.

“Ah well, as thanks for freeing my from the prison that you also put me in. You’re all being offered free jobs at the Serpent’s Hand!” Duni smiled.

“Right… you work for them,” Triana sighed and shook her head. “I still don’t trust this,”

“You don’t have much of a choice,” Nikole shrugged. “Plus, they ain’t gonna try shit against us once they see Bright walking us in,”

Triana grumbled and crossed her arms.

“Who?” Cory asked.

“Me,” Duni answered, looking at the confused Cory. “I’ve told you that I’m not Uni or whatever,”

“Well I dunno who Bright is either,” Cory shrugged. “It’s you, apparently,”

“Wait, you’re Dr. Bright?” Triana quirked an eyebrow. “You left for the Serpent’s Hand?”

“Mate, you’re doing the same thing right now,” Dr. Bright shook his head with a chuckle. “For pretty much the same reason, too,”

“Oh yeah, sorry we couldn’t get TJ on our way out,” Nikole said.

“Eh, we’ll get him back one day… one day…” The dog-man squinted out the front of the helicopter.

---

“Specialist Lara Krum, you expect me to believe that once your team hijacked a Foundation helicopter that the automated anti air systems just magically shut down!?” Otis asked, nearly yelling at the blue haired women in frustration.

“Hey, I’m pretty shaken up too,” That wasn’t entirely a lie, but it wasn’t for the reason she wanted Otis to think. “My entire team just up and left, and they took a Skip with them,”

“A couple: that blob of orange goop, the camera faced man and Dr. Patience’s ‘assistant’ are all missing from the facility,” The Professor glared at the ground, practically snarling in anger. The man then let out a big sigh. “It is unfortunate too that Alpha Strike has left us, though, you will soon enough have a new team to work with,”

“That’s good,” Lara said, trying not to roll her eyes. “Am I already gonna know these people?”

“Not likely, but you’ll get along with them in due time-”

Creaaaak

“Hm, I guess he came early,” Otis said, Lara leaned over to see who had walked into the commons area. A built, beast of a man wearing a black version of the MTF Uniform with a familiar looking skull logo on the shoulder. He had a black buzzcut and a small, recently shaved stubble. His eyes were sunken, like he hadn’t slept in days. He stared down at the two people sitting around.

“Hello,” The man said, gruff in a thick, Russian accent.

“Hello there,” Otis nodded. “Lara, this is the new leader of Alpha Strike for the time being: General Calensk,”

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What are they talking bout? I have no clue.. but crossovers? Yes! -This is Cobalt, an OC of mine! About a month ago I made a sketch of him as a guard for the hecc of it! XD -I stated in the sketch that Cobalt and Bricky could probably be good friends! They are both more cartoony (well the way I draw bricky that is) and both can’t speak. 

-Cobalt gets around this by using a mini notepad (which is on the floor) to write with ^^ -Cobalt is more of a side character per say? He would be at the foundation just to cheer people up. That’s kinda his only job, is to walk around and ‘talk’ with people. But most people feel more happier once talking to him.

-As stated before in the other drawing I can see these two getting in a lot of trouble together and pulling pranks around the foundation XD -I know that some people don’t like crossovers, and thats perfectly fine!! Anyways have a great rest of your day! Or night! ^^

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Decided to do this one

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SCP Rewrite, The Living Lego

"Aughhhhhhh…” Cory groaned as he laid down in bed, about three days after he encountered The Mother In The Ice. “Can’t believe I’m still sick from that mission… wait, that means I don’t have training today!” Cory celebrated in his head as he prepared for another sick day off of work, until…

“Ah Cory, exactly where I thought you’d be!” Cory heard the familiar voice of the Old Guy put in charge of training him:

“Dr. Patience!?” Cory groaned. “Do I gotta go to training today?”

“Of course, you’ve had three days off already!” The Doctor practically dragged the complaining Private out of bed and into the testing chamber.

“Ugh, why do I even have to be here? What are we gonna turn another guy into soup?” Cory chuckled.

“Actually, that’s something I was going to talk to you about, because of that incident we now have a-”

“Hey, what’s up Doc?” Nikole walked into the testing chamber, immediately spilling part the absolutely abhorrent mix of several alcoholic beverages that was in her flask on the floor. “I’m here as a chaperone cause you two war crimed a guy,”

“You’re here as an observer,” Patience corrected. “And he was a Class D Personnel,”

“Yeah, I haven’t needed a chaperone since I was fourteen!”

“Yeah well, according to management someone else needs to be here, and I’m the only one who could do it,” Nikole shrugged and leaned against the wall. “Look at whatever you’re gonna look at,”

“Well she’s enthusiastic…” Cory pouted. “What are we looking at anyway?”

While Nikole and Cory were talking, Dr. Patience was carrying a tub of Legos™ into the lab which he placed gently onto the floor.

“Oh my God, Legos™!” Cory beamed as the tub of plastic bricks was placed on the floor.

“Not just any-” Dr. Patience was interrupted by Cory instantly shoving the Legos™ together and creating. “Oh God Cory don’t-”

It was too late, he had already made a Germanesque tank… that immediately fired upon Nikole who dashed underneath a table and shot the Tank over and over as Cory screamed.

“Got it,” Nikole huffed.

“She killed my tank…” Cory pouted.

“For good reason, that thing could’ve blown up this whole lab!” Patience ranted.

“Still… what was that anyway?”

“That is SCP-387, a tub of Legos™ that cause whatever’s built by it to come to life!” Dr. Patience explained with a smile as he dumped a bunch of the Legos™ on the table.

“Wow! Imagine what a kid could do with those!” Cory stared at them with starts in his eyes as Nikole chuckled a little. “What?”

“That actually was an experiment back in the day,” Dr. Patience explained. “The Foundation gave the Legos™ to a bunch of a children, they built a bunch of helicopters and tanks that all went around and… did what your tank did!”

Nikole snickered as Cory blankfaced. “…Oh,”

“That’s why I’ve decided to use this anomaly responsibly!” Dr. Patience declared. “Come on out Bricky!”

A little guy, about the size of a child made out of multiple different coloured Legos™ walked out of a separate testing chamber and into the laboratory.

“Oooooo!” Cory cooed at the thing.

“Impressive, isn’t he? He’s my new assistant,” Patience smiled.

“He’s cool… I wanna build one!” Cory grabbed the tub of legos, Patience followed cautiously behind as Nikole sauntered on over to Bricky.

“Hey Lego™ kid,” The ‘Lego™ Kid’ in question looked up curiously at the woman who pulled her flask out of her pocket and handed it to the little guy-

Cory was creating another Bricky while Dr. Patience watched cautiously.

“Are you sure this is a good idea, the last thing you made-”

“It’ll be fiiine, it’s just another Bricky,” Cory waved his hand as he finished creating the head of the Lego™ Man.

He looked just like Bricky, just with a more hunchbacked, derpier appearance. It made an overly drawn out “guhh” sound as it gained sentience.

“Are you sure, he looks-”

“Guhhhhgh”

“He looks great, I’m gonna name you… Benson, yeah that’s a good name,” Cory smiled at the goblinesque Lego™ creature he had unfortunately given life. The unholy creature moved his head over to Bricky and Nikole who were-

“Nikole! Did you… did you get Bricky drunk?!” Dr. Patience stomped over to the Sergeant as Benson continued to grunt and groan like a caveman.

“I didn’t get him drunk, he took my flask!” Nikole argued as the stumbling Lego™ assistant well… stumbled his way towards Benson, flask somehow sitting in his blocky hands.

While the Doctor and the Alcoholic argued. Benson looked at Bricky… and immediately starting punching him repeatedly.

“And other thing- Oh my God Bricky!” Patience yelped as his assistant was beaten by his deformed, poorly named twin. Cory screamed like a girl while Nikole aimed at Benson and

Click She forgot to bring spare ammo. Nikole shrugged just kinda accepting that poor Bricky will die-

BONK

Bricky bashed Benson over the head with the flask, shattering the more deformed Lego™ creature’s head into pieces. Then the rest of him completely disassembled as Bricky raised his hands in celebration and then fell to the floor and conked out.

“BENSON!” Cory yelped as his son died, he ran over to picked up some of the bricks.

“Sorry Blondie, but on the bright side he looked like he was in eternal pain,” Nikole shrugged as he picked up her flask from Bricky’s hand.

“I don’t want to agree with her, but yes, he didn’t seem very happy alive,”

“Awwww… can I build another one?” Cory looked up at the Doctor like a puppy.

“Hah! Not a chance!”

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Newscapepro SCP Rewrite Season 2: Mr. Pierrot

Cory was walking down the halls of the humanoid containment wing, as white and blank as the rest of Light Containment was. Of course, can’t have the employees having any fun here, hmmph!

The more annoying part was why he was even here, even after saving his friends’ butts more than once he still had to go to training! He was practically a professional MTF at this point, he deserved more than stupid training with Dr. Patience.

“1810, 1810, where the hell is 1810?” Cory groaned as he continued to walk through the samey, twisting halls of the facility. “Jeez, I’ve been here like a month and I still get totally lost… maybe that’s why I’m still doing training,”

Cory continued to wander through the halls of the facility, before he eventually, finally came across the door he had been looking for: SCP 1810 “Mr. Pierrot,”

Cory breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the room, it was a pretty normal containment room as far as Cory was aware: with the observational, blank white half being separated from the Skip’s living quarters (which were decorated like how a child’s bedroom would be) by a wall and some glass that was probably only see through from the observation side.

“Hey Cory!” Dr. Patience waved with his usual ungodly amount of energy at the camera faced Private. His Lego Brick assistant standing next to him. “You’re actually on time for once!”

“Hey Dr. P, Hey Bricky and… Hoop?” Cory looked confused at the helmetted man. “I thought Nik was usually here when we do this stuff?”

“Yeah, she was a bit too hungover to do anythin’, so I’m observin’ instead,” Hooper explained as he leaned against the wall.

“Finally, someone calls it observing instead of chaperoning. Nikole’s always so condescending!” Dr. Patience whines, flailing his hands in the air in outrage.

“Yeah, I’m not a kid, Nik!” Cory pouts childishly in equal outrage to the doctor, Hooper lets out a small chuckle in response. “Anyway Doc, what are we uhhh… looking at today?”

“Yeah, last time I was anywhere near ya Cory saw me get cloned,” Hooper said.

“Pfft, you do that weekly,” Dr. Patience waved away. “And we’re not in the Everything Tree’s Containment, we’re in the Containment of a humanoid Skip, as a matter of fact,” The scientist guided the two other’s men’s gaze towards the Skip in question, sitting on the red, comfy looking bed of his containment while he watched a children’s show on the archaic, CRT TV in his room.

He was weird looking to say the least: incredibly tall, dressed entirely in a charcoal grey cloth and a blue mask, but the strangest part of all were what looked like large disks where his ears would be.

“He looks weird,” Cory said. “I assume that’s Mr. Pierrot,”

“Observant, heh,” Hooper chuckled.

“He does look a little strange, but he’s better than something that could actually hurt you,” Dr. Patience said as he walked up to a microphone near the two way glass. “Bonjour Pierrot”

“Why are you-”

The tall man shot up, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling as he faced the glass and spoke slowly. “Bonjour, Où sont les enfants?”

“Oh, he’s French… gross,” Cory shook his head.

“And I thought Nikole wudn’t here,” Hooper shook his head back.

“He’s not even French! He’s only able to speak the language about as well as a child can,” Dr. Patience explained. “We assume he’s from some kind of… other dimension,”

“So he just showed up in France one day?” Hooper asked, probably quirking an eyebrow under his helmet. “An’ how come he’s askin’ about children?”

“You speak French?” Cory asked.

“A little, learnt it in high school,” Hooper said. “Y’know, like basically everyone did,”

Cory kicked the ground beneath him “I learnt Spanish…”

“Well, that should make communication with the Skip far easier!” Dr. Patience smiled. “Because I’m experimenting with letting him play with Bricky!”

“Does he like playin’ with kids? Strange thing,” Hooper chuckled and shook his head, Cory chuckled too at the joke.

Patience deadpanned. “When you say it like that it sounds way worse than it actually does. All he’d do before we contained him was kidnap children and sometimes rob and kill people to… uhhhh…”

“Dr. P. are you letting your brick child in the same room as a guy who kidnaps children?” Cory sighed and shook his head sarcastically as Hooper chuckled. “For shame,”

“Yeah, for shame,”

“I-” Patience sighed. “You guys are the worst employees ever…”

BZZT

“The fuck!?” Hooper yelped as the room suddenly went pitch black. “Who turned out the-”

Everyone heard the sound of the door opening, and without another word the lights flicked back on.

“Maybe it’s the electrical crew who are the worst employees ever,” Dr. Patience grumbled.

“Guuuuuuys, I’m being picked up by a man in a way I don’t like!” Cory flailed around in the grip of the freakishly tall Mr. Pierrot. Bricky was also being kidnapped by the man, but was notably much calmer about it than the Private.

“Cory!”

“Bricky!”

“Je protégerai les enfants!” Mr. Pierrot proudly declared before he practically kicked the door to the room down and ran off with the brick child and the distinctly not a child respectively.

“Hoop Heeeeeeeeelp!”

“Goddammit!” Hooper shouted. “We gotta help ‘em, Doc,”

“That we do, that Skip interrupted my lesson in communicating with sapient creatures!”

“That was the point of this? Why’d you go and put Bricky in then?” Hooper asked as he and the Doctor left the room to go find wherever the hell Mr. Pierrot had scampered off to.

“Well uhh… alright that was just curiosity, but I would never do anything that’d put Bricky in actual danger!” The Doctor flailed his arms around rapidly.

“I get it, we all got people we care about,” Hooper chuckled. “Sometimes you wanna fuck with those people a lil, just a lil though,”

“Yeah! Is Cory like that for you?” Patience asked.

Hooper paused for a moment, then chuckled. “Maybe, let’s focus on findin’ out where the Skip took him for now,”

“Right! Pierrot! Pierrot!” Patience called out. “Where did he even run off to?”

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“Ugh, can you believe this guy? Taking us to the basement like the pedo he probably is?” Cory pouted at the brick man thing he was sitting next to, who merely shrugged in response as the two sat in the dark, grey and dusty storage basement of the site.

Pierrot, who had been pacing around the large room for quite awhile eventually walked in front of his two captives. He placed down a plate with unidentifiable, vaguely meat smelling slop in front of the two and gave a simple command with what looked like a smile under the mask.

“Mange! Mange!”

“Uhhhh… I can’t eat this,” Cory said. “On account of it not being… actual food,”

The man turned his head curiously. “Je ne comprends pas, il faut manger,” He then pointed to the food on the ground.

Cory shook his head in frustration. “I am le human, noncense can eat garbagé hon hon baguette?” Cory shrugged.

Pierrot put a hand to his chin, he used his other hand to move the plate closer to Bricky, who proceeded to throw the food at his face even though none of it could enter his mouth.

“Aha!” Pierrot exclaimed as he stood up and began to walk around the storage area, looking through the boxes and shelves packed tightly in the room. “Il y aura de la nourriture ici!”

“I have no idea what that means, but you do that,” Cory grumbled as he crossed his arms. “Man, I wish Hoop would come and-”

DING

The elevator leading to the dark and sucky basement dinged, that meant that someone’s come for me!

“Hello? Who’s there?” Cory shouted out, Mr. Pierrot turned around and walked in front of the man. “Hey! Move! I wanna see who it is!”

He heard two sets of footsteps approaching rapidly, still unable to see who they were coming from because of the stupid tall guy standing in his way!

“There ya are!” Hooper grimaced at the figure in front of him, looking angrily down at him even from behind the mask.

“Bricky! Is that you?” Dr. Patience shouted, turning his head to see his assistant. “Oh, uh, and you too Cory,”

“Wow, I feel so appreciated,” Cory crossed his arms. “Now save me from this big scary French guy!”

“Ne t'approche pas, je ne peux pas te laisser blesser les enfants,” The creature grumbled below, looking down at the two intruders in his basement domain. “Je vais te forcer à partir,”

Hooper felt around his body. “Shit, I didn’t pack a taser or nothin’,”

“Really!? You have to have something in here to recontain the Skip!” Dr. Patience shouted.

“Uhhhh, shit I think I got an idea,” Hooper cleared his throat. “Bonjour Monsieur Pierrot, nous ne sommes pas là pour faire du mal à vos enfants,” The Corporal spoke in somewhat broken, slow French.

Pierrot shot up. “Qu'est-ce que tu veux d'eux alors?” He looked curious yet reserved.

Hooper thought for a moment. “Ce sont nos enfants. Vous avez pris grand soin d'eux, mais nous voulons les récupérer,”

“What’s he saying Patience? Is it good?” Cory whisper yelled.

“Don’t interrupt him!” Dr. Patience whisper yelled back.

Pierrot put a hand to his mouth. “Mon Dieu, je suis vraiment désolé de ne pas t'avoir reconnu!” The man stepped aside from his protective position from the two people he was guarding.

“Phew-”

“Oh, thank you so much Hoop!” Cory grinned widely as he suddenly enveloped the Corporal in a bear hug.

“Jesus Cory, you’re suffocatin’ me!”

“Oh ah, sorry!” Cory yelped as he jumped off of the man, blushing a little.

“Good thinking Corporal, pretending that Cory and Bricky were your child!” Dr. Patience smiled as Bricky walked up to and stood next to him.

“Hey, I’m not a kid!” Cory pouted.

“Well, big guy thinks you are. Speakin’ of the big guy,” Hooper cleared his throat. “Monsieur Pierrot, vous devez être fatigué. Vous devriez rentrer chez vous,”

“Ah, Mais bien sûr!” The man nodded, and lumbered his way back to the elevator at the end of the basement.

“Hm…” Dr. Patience hummed. “I feel like there’s a lesson to be learned there,”

“Maybe, I’m not sure the higher ups here wanna learn it though,” Cory said.

“Yeah,” Hooper said, sounding just a touch disappointed. “We should go n’ make sure he actually goes back to his cell, though,”

“Right, he might try to return to his home dimension! Onwards Containment Team!” Dr. Patience pointed, and then the three calmly walked back to the elevator to lead Mr. Pierrot back to the comfort of his room.

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SCP Rewrite Season 2: Waiter, there's an ant in my chocolate!

“Hey Dr. Patience, sorry for uh… sorry for being late,” Cory slumped into the lab of the Doctor alongside Nikole.

“Yeah we’ve uh… been dealing with some shit lately,”

“You mean the Otis rumours?”

“Uh… yeah, how did that spread so fast?” Cory asked, Nikole looked around nervously.

“Nikole got drunk and told literally everyone… Otis threatened to fire her!” Dr. Patience said, his screechy voice.

“The hell, man?”

“I… I’m not surprised at all, actually,” Cory said, Nikole giving the blonde man a look of complete and utter betrayal… before quickly going back to her usual look of disinterest; she took a swig of her flask.

Cory turned away from the alcoholic to Dr. Patience, equally as disinterested looking as the woman. “So, Dr. P, Gus... what are we looking at today?”

“I’m glad you asked, this is actually a very important lesson for you,” Dr. Patience cleared his throat. “Bricky, turn on the lights of the testing chamber,”

The Brick person perked up and rushed over to the testing chamber, his blocky feet click clacking against the floor as he turned on the lights to the room separated by a glass window, revealing…

A completely normal chocolate fountain, sitting on top of a table.

“Now, this is a very important lesson, just because a Skip seems safe doesn’t mean-”

“CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN?!” Cory threw himself towards the glass, pressing his face onto it, Nikole chuckled while the Doctor pinched the bridge of his nose.

“That it is safe… Cory you aren’t allowed to eat from the Fountain,”

Cory looked like he was about to burst into tears as he turned around. “Wh-Why?”

“Because… it’s better if I show you,”

---

“So I just eat from the chocolate fountain?” The D Class, blonde, wearing glasses and looking no older than 20 asked as he was brought into the room.

“Yeah, pretend it was that guy you killed in ‘09,” Nikole instructed, smirking.

Cory looked at Nikole and then at the Jumpsuit wearing D Class and then at Dr. Patience. “Why do we use the absolute worst people possible?”

“It’s easier to justify using them as lab rats,” Patience shrugged as the prisoner entered the testing chamber.

“That’s kinda messed up,” Cory pouted.

Nikole shrugged. “Better than using innocent people… or POWs; that’s more of an Insurgency thing anyway,”

“I guess…”

The prisoner bent over all fruity like and licked the chocolate fountain.

“Damn, this is actually pretty, AGH!”

He screamed as ants, numbering in the hundreds began to come out of the fountain and right onto his tongue, and then onto his chest, and then onto his torso, and then… you get the picture.

The man struggled and screamed on the ground as the ants bit him, pinched him and tore him to shreds; taking the shreds right back to the chocolate fountain as the former man was reduced to a puddle of blood. The ants even took the pieces of bones with them.

“Oh… Oh my God,” Cory hurked, but managed to not vomit all over the floor, even Nikole looked pretty shocked.

“See? That’s why you need to always be cautious around even the safest looking of Skips!” Dr. Patience ‘hmmphed’.

Cory looked at the man. “You could’ve just like… told me that it did that,”

“You would’ve went in and eaten from it anyway!”

“Okay true…” Cory pouted. “I still kinda wanna eat from it,”

“Cory!”

“Okay, I was against it at first, now I get why you had to kill the guy,” Nikole chuckled.

Cory looked at the alcoholic with a look of shock and betrayal in his eye. “Nikole…”

“What can I say, I’m easily convinced,” She shrugged as she took a swig from her flask. “Anyways you wanna put the brick guy in there?”

“Bricky?” Dr. Patience said, a spooked look in his eyes. “But… he’s my assistant,”

“Yeah, what if he gets eaten in there?”

“He won’t,” Nikole rolled her eyes, smirking while she waved her hand. “He’s made of Chinese child labour made bricks, he’s inedible,”

“I guess so… are you okay with it Bricky?” Dr. Patience bent down to the brick guy.

Bricky nodded and walked towards the testing chamber, slowly opening the door and casually walking towards the table. He jumped up and grabbed onto the edge of it, wiggling his torso as he climbed onto the table… he shoved his entire head in the chocolate fountain and…

Nothing… absolutely nothing. Perhaps it was the spirit of the possibly thousands of Chinese children that died in the construction of his bricks defending him, or the fact that he had no flesh or internal organs. Either way zero ants came out of the fountain.

Dr. Patience let out a sigh of relief he didn’t know he was holding in, Bricky smiled and turned around to wave at Dr. Patience; who calmly waved back while smiling.

Nikole chuckled, looking around to…

“Wait where’s Cory?”

The camera faced man had dived head first into the chocolate fountain, his entire head was nearly covered in the sweet stuff.

“Cory, get out of there! The ants!” Patience screeched, Nikole covered her ears as the man covered his eyes.

“Why?” Cory asked as he pulled himself from the chocolate. “It’s delicious!”

“Because… because…” Dr. Patience uncovered his eyes. “Why aren’t you being eaten by the ants?”

“Oh yeah how the hell ain’t you dead?”

Cory looked around. “Oh yeah, where are the ants? Not that I’m sad to not see them,”

Bricky looked around and shrugged as he walked out of the testing chamber, Cory walked out soon, but not after taking a couple more slurps of the chocolate fountain.

“Fascinating…” Patience’s look when from fearful and worried to completely lost in thought.

“What?” Cory asked. “Just so you know, I have a fast enough metabolism for this to be fine!”

Nikole chuckled, more cruelly than Patience who also gave a small laugh. “Not that, the fact that 743’s affects,”

“Oh, yeah I guess that’s weird,” Cory shrugged.

“Seems like an entirely good thing to me, Doc,” Nikole said, taking another sip of her flask.

“Obviously,” Patience raised his hands. “I just think it’s interesting,”

Cory cleared his throat. “Welp… nothing particularly interesting, I’m gonna go eat,” Cory left the room just a little too quickly,’

“…Weird,” Patience said.

“Yeah, something’s off,” Nikole shrugged. “Or maybe not, he’s always been kinda weird,”

“True,”

[ask-the-scarlet-kingdom-au]

Where do you think Otis is?

patience: it’s actually spelt t h a t, Bricky. But good try! And to the question, none of us know who Otis is. At least not yet

[autistic-fool-with-ideas]

The Lego that Cory made that never got a name is named dricky now