The First Favor!
Taylor and Vortex Training Days
Milestone: The First Favor!
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Vortex: Are you sure about this? I mean, favor trading is the way things work at this level of the Multiverse, but we can start a little smaller if you would like.
Taylor: If I am going to build up my reputation, I can't keep hiding behind your robes. It sounds unpleasant, but it could be worse. So please, trust me!
Vortex: Okay, just don't let them hurt you, don't let them dissect you, and NO amnestics. Those things are a pain to reverse.
*One transportation portal later, they find themselves in a laboratory. A beautiful woman with blonde hair is sitting at a desk looking over folders. Upon seeing them, she rises from her chair, visibly angry.*
Unknown Blonde: Who are you and what do you think you are doing here?! This is a restricted area!
Vortex: Hello, Doctor Buck. My name is Vortex. I believe that your organization has me listed as SCP-35009. If you could contact the 05 Council and let them know I am here? I wish to propose a trade. Security code fiver, fiver, gamma black.
*Frowning, the identified Doctor Buck reaches for her phone, hurriedly making a call. Within twenty minutes, the frazzled blonde has the phone on speaker.*
Shadowy Synthetic Voice: Are we speaking to the being known as Vortex?
Vortex: That is correct.
Shadowy Synthetic Voice: Why have you contacted us in such a haphazard fashion? You are usually more circumspect than this.
Vortex: I know, but a friend called in a favor. Listen, I'm all about being careful and such, but one of your SCP's has been using containment to avoid every single family event for years. Quite frankly, they are sick of it. I was sent to negotiate a limited release so that he can catch up with his kin for maybe a week or two.
Shadowy Synthetic Voice: You know that is against our procedure.
Vortex: Which is why I brought a bargaining chip.
Taylor: Hi, my name is Taylor. I am currently Vortex's student and I come from an alternate Earth. I am willing to act as a temporary replacement SCP and allow limited, non-invasive testing as payment for his release. Once he returns, you get your SCP back and I continue on my training journey.
Shadowy Synthetic Voice: What SCP are you negotiating for?
Vortex: SCP-606, also known as The Teacher. I'm friends with one of his second cousins. Well, that's the closest translation that you would understand.
Shadowy Synthetic Voice:...Very well. We will agree to these terms.
Vortex: Excellent. I'll just go retrieve him. Okay Taylor, have fun!
*Teleports away.*
Taylor: So, how do we start testing?
Shadowy Synthetic Voice: Doctor Buck, please contact security to contain this instance of SCP-35009-1 for proper evaluation.
Doctor Buck: Understood.
Taylor: Wait, what?
*Two weeks later*
Vortex: Hey, Taylor, sorry for the delay. That little glow ball kept arguing philosophy over shots of Aurora...what is going on?
*Taylor, in full restraints, just glares*
Vortex: Oh boy, what happened? Given the fact that we were co-operative, I thought they would keep you in a relatively comfortable containment area. This...is a little more extreme than I was expecting.
Taylor *through gritted teeth* Apparently, they somehow heard about Earth Bet. They automatically upgraded my threat level and are talking about exploratory brain surgery!
Vortex: Oh for the love of...Hey! I know someone is watching! We had a deal!
Doctor Buck *via speaker*: You are the one who left an instance of a Keter-class SCP here! These are standard containment protocols for anyone or anything from THAT dimension!
Vortex: Yeah...no. Let's go Taylor. Oh, and tell your bosses that you try to do this again, and I will have a chat with the Scarlet King. So you had better let sleeping dogs lie!
*In a flash of teleportation, they were back at their last meeting point. Several different pieces of electronics, covered in blood, lay on the ground.*
Vortex: Great, subdermal tracking devices. I am going to pants that stupid council next time I have to deal with them. Let's go get you healed up.
Taylor *limping along on her numb limbs*: Next time I want to build up a favor, suggest we help someone move a couch or something.
Vortex *rolls eyes*: You think the SCP Foundation is bad? Interdimensional moving is way worse. Try getting a four dimensional couch through a thirteen dimensional hallway. It takes mathematical talent that does not exist on your world.
Taylor: Fine, then let me just punch Doctor Buck in the face for her description of what my mother must have been like when she was doing my physical exam.
Vortex: Alright, that's fair.