It took about 30 minutes to get everyone to the house had 999 not been at the back slithering along behind us covering up our trail I might have had to come back and cover it up. When we did get to the house I made sure no one was looking and let them all into the house. Aé seemed to like the house and I showed her to the basement. All that was down there was stuff we were storing and an old box spring. I laid some old papers and cardboard over it and then covered it with some old plastic tarps so she wouldn't just disintegrate everything. I then showed the rest of the SCPs to their rooms, Bright in the master bedroom, Cactusman in the guest bedroom, 2662 in the living room on a futon, the 111s whom I'd started calling Blaze and Komus on the desk in my room in an old terrarium I found in the basement, and 999 just followed me around and eventually just sat on my bed and—despite being made of slime—didn't leave any stains on the bed.
After they all settled in they checked out the rest of the house and if ally all gathered in the large living room. "Nice house you have here Ben," Bright said. "Thanks. Do you guys want to watch tv," I asked. They all said yes and I turned it on. The tv cut on to Family Feud and we all sat watching it with 999 in my lap and 2662, Bright, and Aé sat on the couch on a plastic tarp I'd laid out. "Well," I sighed. "This is nice and relaxing."
. . .
Dr. Ramirez opened the cap of his anxiety medication and popped a pill into his mouth and swallowed. "MTFC Galen what is the current status of your search?"
"Well sir. We've managed to recover and recapture almost every one of the escaped SCPs, including 173, 035, and 096."
"And what of the SCPs that haven't been recovered?"
"We have now worries. None of the remaining SCPs have ever exhibited dangerous or potentially murderous intent."
Dr. Ramirez walked over to Galen and slapped him across the face. Galen didn't flinch he just looked straight at Ramirez as he spoke. "You understand what 963 is capable of? They're could be hundreds of him before he gets contained again! Our only Reason to believe he hasn't already created an army is because of his loyalty to this facility. You will find them or I'll have you demoted to one of 682s permanently assigned D-class personnel! Understood?"
"Absolutely sir."
"Good to know."
Ramirez sat down at his desk and waved Galen out of the room. He left and walked down the hall towards the briefing room to inform his team of the mission and after he'd gotten the SCPs back then he knew at some point in the near future Ramirez would be "accidentally" stuck in a room with 035 when the door was "malfunctioning". Then he thought he'd have someone new at the helm. Someone more "malleable". When he entered the room Galen was met by the rest of his Mobile Task Force Omega 13 (aka Ground Control) sitting at the briefing table. He took his place at the head and looked around him. On his right MTF Alonzo and Turner, on his left MTF Redford and Xavier, and at the other end his second in command Gray. "It's unfortunate we have a mission of these circumstances, however it is fortunate that we have such low threat targets. If you look down at your briefing packets we can review said targets. First of all 2 SCP-111s with a threat level of .5 they will be a very easy capture, second SCP-811 threat level of 5 it'll be easy to capture if we can get our hands on it without letting it touch you, third SCP-963 threat level 3 potential for more than just one, fourth SCP-999 threat level 0 it'll probably come to us, fifth SCP-2662 threat level 7 no prior violent behavior but potential for violent followers, and last but not least SCP-2800 threat level 2 watch for the spikes. Any questions?"
The MTF all looked at Galen and none of them said a word. "Very well then," he continued. "We'll review your individual assignments." MTF Redford stood first. "Sir, I understand I'm assigned to finding SCP-999, may I ask why that specific SCP is assigned to me." Galen nodded, "you were assigned to SCP-999 because someone had to be and you're the newest MTF on the team so I chose you." Redford sat obviously frustrated for his assignment. Gray stood up, "Sir, I wish to exchange assignments with another MTF. I cannot be assigned to SCP-2662."
"And why is that Gray?"
"I have been previously assigned to 2662 and do not want to become a risk."
"Well then, you're switching assignments with Alonzo, you are now assigned to SCP-811. Congratulations. Now, any other questions?" No one responded so Galen clapped his hands together once, stood, and said, "You have your assignments and we're leaving soon so get ready. This could get interesting."