"Talk"

'Thought'

「It's Not My Fault」

❨I-I Didn't Mean It, I'm Sorry❩

〔It Was An Unexpected Accident, After All〕

〈I Won't Do It Again, Forgive Me〉

｛We'll Be Happy Together｝

ll3: Ukulele Speaking
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"Hello Father "(AMajΔC#)", nice to see you again~"

Medaka Kurokami, now dressed as a Hawaiian cowgirl, happily enters a room where her alleged "Father" was, a young to mid-adult male with hay-blonde hair, blue and green eyes, wearing a white coat over his Hawaiian shirt, a cowboy hat, and, for some reason, a shotgun over his shoulder. The reason Kurokami had referred to her Father with a sound that shouldn't be possible for any normal human was because his true name is that of an A major chord played on a ukulele, though most normal people would've just referred to him as Alto Clef or Ukulele Man.

"Heh, I will never understand how you can actually make that sound."

Though Alto couldn't help but always be impressed to hear someone actually say his true name somehow.

"So, I guess your Mother ungrounded you?"

But Alto shook his head and didn't worry about that now, giving his full attention and devilish mischievous smirk to his so-called "Daughter".

"Mhm, in exchange for playing with 682~"

Medaka happily ran up to her Father and returned his smirk with her usual bright and pure smile.

"Where is he, can I meet him now?~"

A smile that was also filled with eagerness and excitement, no doubt Medaka was impatient to play with this "682" character.

"He's... Busy at the moment, heheh~"

Alto chuckles, as when he mentioned "Busy", he just wore an even more sadistic smile, as if knowing something terrible that he would find amusing.

"How about you and I talk first before you go playing with your friend?"

Of course, Alto would never admit this to his daughter. Instead, he simply took a seat on the couch in the room they were in and pulled out his personal and favorite ukulele that he always carries around with him.

"OK Father (AMajΔC#)~"

While Medaka was a little sad not to meet 682 now, she didn't pass up the chance to spend time with her father. She quickly sat next to him on the couch and pulled out her own ukulele, a gift given by Clef himself, which she usually carries around, often putting it away between her breasts, somehow...

"ll3: What would you like to talk about Father (AMajΔC#)?"

And with that, both Medaka and her father started to speak with one another, not with words, but with the beautiful sounds of strumming strings and the music of their ukuleles.

"ll3: Anything really, maybe like how lovely the weather is, or what you ate today, maybe probably you helping me kill all of these Anomalies in this Foundation~"

And both used their Ukulele to have a so-called "Normal Conversation", though the Alto version of normal involves the idea of murdering SCP.

"ll3: You know, normal Father and Daughter talk~"

Even through the strings of the instrument, Alto still somehow managed to make himself sound like a slimy man with bad intentions.

"ll3: Father (AMajΔC#), you know very well how against I am with purposely terminating my fellow SCP..."

Which made Medaka express her disapproval through her Ukulele, as well as frowning at her Father for what he suggested.

"ll3: But don't you love humanity and keep them happy? What perfect way to keep them safe and happy is by killing every SCP you see?~"

But that didn't stop Alto from trying to, "Convince", his Daughter to see things from his perspective, and play his songs.

"ll3: I love "Everyone" and "Everything", including those SCP you mentioned that I should kill mercilessly."

But Medaka just continues to refuse the idea without hesitation, clearly she was someone who didn't like to play her strings in such a way.

"ll3: Even though they wouldn't hesitate in killing you?"

Alto raised an eyebrow while playing his Ukulele to ask his Daughter this question.

"ll3: I am not naive enough to think they don't deserve a good beating whenever they try to do something bad."

Medaka then stood up to her feet and posed and played her Ukulele in a way that expressed strong confidence, unbroken determination and unending motivation.

"ll3: But if I deny them the opportunity to change, then I'm no better than a heartless monster who wishes to destroy everything for breakfast."

Seeing Medaka acting like this, and will be unlikely to change her mind, her Father could only sigh in defeat and lays back against the couch with a pout.

"ll3: You're really set in your ways huh?"

Alto shoots his head and plays his strings in disappointment.

"ll3: I was born to help others and make them smile."

Medaka sits back on the couch and strums her Ukulele with a smile.

"ll3: And that includes you."

Medaka then places her instrument down to the side and just hugs her Father tightly, who just chuckles in response and also puts down his Ukulele to have free hands that would be used to pet her blue hair head.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that right?"

Alto smiles back at his Daughter, still as unnerving as always, but this time with a hint of warmness to it.

"A naughty child learns from their naughty Father~"

"Damn right~"

Unfortunately, before Medaka and Alto could continue their moment of peace and beautiful silence between Father and Daughter, it was all interrupted by a radio crackling and then yelling.

"CAN YOU STOP SCREWING AROUND AND BRING IN THAT BLUE HAIR BRAT!"

Specifically the radio yelled at Clef for not sending Kurokami to where she needed to go, which was to the chambers that held SCP-682.

"Ugh... I guess it's time for you to go play with that stupid lizard..."

Alto once again sighs in disappointment and defeat, but doesn't say anything about it and just lets go of his Daughter to go handle the problem, which makes her very happy and kisses her Father's cheeks in response.

"Yay!~"

And with that, Medaka just left her Father and ran off to go meet 682 with pure excitement and eagerness, which the Ukulele Man watched with a newfound frown on his face.

'... Another missed opportunity.'

Alto looked down at his hand and glared at the SCP-148 knife in his hand, clenching it very tightly in his hand and seemed to be very frustrated about something.

'Next time... Hopefully...'
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Any personal information about Alto Clef would be useful and helpful, pwease and twank u~

(BTW, is there any Specific SCP, Researchers/Scientists or D Class that Medaka would be closed with personally?)