SCP-10,000

Cats and Statues

Enjoy this new chapter!!

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A week and a half later...

Gavin let out a sigh as he sat on his couch, tv remote in hand. He was watching some Animal Planet, with there currently being a documentary on Great White Sharks on.

As he did so, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye, and smiled. "Hey SCP-1471-A," He said to the smiling SCP, who waved at him again from around the corner, its head peaking out to look at him. 'I still can't believe this is what happens after 90 hours of exposure to SCP-1471,' He thought as he turned his attention back to the TV.

He had first noticed SCP-1471-A being in the corner of his vision several days before, and had immediately asked Dr. Miller about it. He had then been informed that it was permanent, and he would forever visualize SCP-1471-A in his peripheral vision, reflective surfaces, and in a combination of the two. He would also continue to receive text messages from MalO, which consisted of pictures of him in real time with SCP-1471-A around him somewhere.

It hadn't been easy to adjust to this new situation he was in, as he'd constantly jolt a little every time he spotted the SCP out of the corner of his eyes. But, he was slowly starting to get used to it.

The only thing that really bothered him at all was that he never could see the rest of SCP-1471-A's body. It was always blocked by some object, whether it be a corner, his shoulder, a chair, or something else. So he had no idea if it was a male or a female.

'I wonder if maybe the SCP's nervous?' he pondered as he watched the documentary. 'Or it's teasing me?'

As he sat there, the front door opened, and Dr. Miller walked inside. "Hello Dr. Miller," he greeted the scientist as he put the TV on mute. "What brings you to my home today?"

"Well, I have some news for you," She replied as she sat down in the chair next to the couch. "First off, you'll be resuming testing in another week. We want to make sure that everyone's safe when you sing, and we're getting close at figuring out a solution."

"Good," he said with a nod. "I still can't believe that others saw and heard my singing."

"Well, they did," She replied. "We are fortunate that only Foundation employees, SCPs, and D-class witnessed it."

"Right," he replied. "So, what other news do you have?"

"Well, that's the interesting thing," She said, crossing her legs as she looked at him. "You see, a couple SCPs want to see you, no doubt a result of your singing incident from a week and a half ago."

"What?" he said with surprise, having not expected to hear that. "Which ones?"

"Hmm, well, first off, there's SCP-795," She stated as she opened one file in her hands and looked at it. "It's nothing too dangerous. It's just a domestic cat with telepathic capabilities and minor reality-altering abilities."

"'Reality-altering?'" he repeated with confusion. "How so?"

"Hmm, well, in its file it says that 'it can change the physical form of any living creature it is able to observe, within a range of 30 meters. Typically, it will transform anything it considers friendly into another cat in order to play with it. Anything considered unfriendly or dangerous is transformed into a prey animal and then killed and eaten. It can also make telepathic suggestions to humans within the above range of effect,'" She read. "'It can also transfer its abilities to other cats within that range, but this affect is temporary and dissipates within three hours of separation from SCP-795.'"