SCP High ~Reader Insert~

Chapter Two: Why are you with us?

Morning came way to soon, in (Y/n)'s opinion. They tiredly got out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of their (E/C) eyes. The (male/female) stood up and walked to the mirror on the wall. They noticed 085 wasn't in her bed. Looking into the mirror, (Y/n) fixed their (H/L) (H/C). Looking somewhat decent, they went to put on some clothes for the day when they noticed a package. There was a note that read:
Dear (F/n) (L/n),
Within this bag is your very own uniform. You must wear it at all times in the building unless told otherwise. Have a pleasant day.

(Y/n) pulled out an orange jumpsuit. "Why the fuck is everything orange in this place?" They asked no one in particular.

Billy sat in the dining room, eating some sugary cereal that Terry told him to try when Charlie entered. "Waddup bro," he waved to the man and continued to eat. Charlie didn't say anything and grabbed himself some food. Cassy was making pancakes, Sheldon was drinking some type of drink, which Billy didn't care for, Terry was sitting with 682 while he ate sausages, and Larry was still in his room.

"So when do you think (Y/n) will be down? I wanna see their beautiful face~~~" Billy laughed.

When (Y/n) entered the room, everyone gasped. They froze with a shocked look on their face before finally asking, "what's wrong?" No one spoke, except 682's growling. "Seriously what the hell is wrong?" Their voice became full of worry.

"(Y/n), you're D-Class?" Cassy spoke silently. Said human shrugged. "Why...why would they have a D-Class room with SCP's? That's just..."

"It's stupid. To think I wasn't gonna kill ya~~~~~~"

"Nuuu don't kill them! I really like (Y/n)!!"

"I see no reason to do anything until they pose a threat."

"Shut the fuck up!"

To say (Y/n) was confused would be an understatement. They looked to their clothing to see the number 'D-9341', which they had no clue what it meant. "What's so bad about Class D Personnel?" Cassy's eyes widened.

"Do you even know why you are here?"

"Well," they scratched the back of their neck, "no not really. I was hanging out with my family when I was forced to come here."

Each of the SCP's huddled together, minus Sheldon and Larry, to talk about D-9341.

"I don't care if it's a living thing. It's a D-Class," 682 growled and turned towards (Y/n). Concerned about their own well being, because the SCP was terrifying, they backed into someone. A small glance behind them revealed Larry. (Y/n) was about to burst into tears as Larry held them there and 682 approached, ready to punch them. The Class D Personnel closed their eyes and waited for the impact.

"WAIT 682! DON'T DO IT, PLEASE!"