*smile dog is pushed into a containment unit by a guard. he has a bag over his head*
guard 1: is this that smile dog thing?
guard 2: yep. he's been labled as scp-023-1. he might be a good playmate for scp-023. make sure you avert your eyes from his face when you take the bag off*
*guard one takes off the bag while looking away*
smile dog: where the hell am i?! why am i here?!
*the guards leave*
smile dog: hey! don't ignore me when i asked you! *smile dog bangs his fists on the door* jesus christ, why the fuck am i in this weird cell?!
voice: well hello there.
smile dog: who's there? who are you?
*a black wolf walks out from the shadows*
the black wolf: my name is not important. only my scp number is. i'm scp-023. what's yours?
smile dog: i'm smile dog. these weird guards called me scp-023-1 and a playmate.
scp-023: heh. they think i want some company. *puts his arm over smile dog's shoulder.* well, we can take that time, by planning to escape together.
smile dog: how are we gonna do that then. magically transport out of this cell?
scp-023: funny enough, that's what i do.
smile dog: what? *smile dog looks at scp-023 up and down and noted that scp-023 doesin't have any genitals and started blushing*
scp-023*whispering into smile dog's ear*: once we have the right moment pup, we'll get out of here. hold onto me and i'll get us both out.
smile dog: p-pup...?
*they suddenly hear klaxon's and the door suddenly opens*
smile dog: i take it you did that on purpose?
scp-023: nope. but we can get out of here. come on *takes smile dog by the hand and they run out of the cell*

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