It was just another ordinary week when you planned a shopping trip with SCP-999 (Safe, The Tickle Monster), SCP-096 (Shy Guy, Euclid), SCP-173 (The Sculpture), and SCP-106 (Keter, The Old Man or Radical Larry). Little did you know, as you gathered your group, that this outing might take an unexpected turn. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming your way—perhaps a confrontation with a Karen? The anticipation hung in the air, hinting at the surprises that awaited you all.

(Note: Be any SCPs’ children or something. Idc)

Karen: “Excuse me, miss/sir, what are you wearing?”

SCP-096, using sign language, asked: “M-Ma’am?..”

The others looked at you with concern, as they saw you as their little… well, their family and were very protective of you. This could get interesting.