 Dr. Shaw is no longer allowed to use temporal anomalies in order to travel back in time so he can kill Hitler. Was written by Dr. Sumerian. You can find it on the scp wiki and I'll link in the description below. This is a re-upload. I have removed the old upload featuring Dr. Bright, and I thought I'd put this version back up again. It is under a Creative Commons share-alike attribution 3.0 license. Dr. Shaw materialized inside Hitler's bunker wearing a full-assess uniform and carrying a Walther P-38. He pulled the gun out of the holster and moved towards the steel door in front of him. HALT! came a voice from behind. He spun around and leveled the pistol. In front of him was Dr. Sumerian in a similar outfit looking very confused. What the fuck are you doing here? Shaw said with a touch of anger in his voice. What? Who are you? Sumerian's hand rested on his hip. Dr. Shaw, motherfucker. You told me I couldn't go back in time to kill baby Hitler, which was bullshit because I haven't even told anyone I was considering it. Oh, right. I remember you now. There was a slight pause for several seconds. Shaw's eyebrow raised. Why are you here? Sumerian looked off to the side. I'm, um, I'm here to stop you from killing Hitler? In his bunker, really, he's going to be dead in minutes even if I don't do anything. I'd have figured you ethics eggheads would be fine with that, Shaw trailed off. Wait, they wouldn't send you to stop me. They'd send like an agent or something. A small tremor from the battle going on outside rumbled through the floor as the lights flickered. Well, I mean, obviously, but I was the only one available to bullshit, Shaw said. You're here to kill Hitler. I am, in fact, here to kill Hitler, yes. Motherfucker, you're late and I called dibs. What did you call dibs? Shaw waved his gun in the air like just now. Sumerian pursed his lips. You can't call dibs on killing Hitler, Shaw shrugged. I mean, we could both kill Hitler. Sumerians nose scrunched up for a few seconds as he considered it. Right. Well, how do we get through this door? The two of them looked at the door was made of steel with no visible hinges. Shaw pointed at the door. I mean, we could just bash it down, right? They looked at each other and then turned and slammed their shoulders into the door. Both of them bounced off one after the other with a grunt and a grimace. Shaw clenched his teeth to speak. Okay, that's a strong door. Sumerian grabbed his right shoulder with a gloved hand. Yep, strong door out. I think maybe we need to coordinate better. If we hit it at the same time, we might get it. Sumerian nodded. You want to go on three? They both readied themselves and Shaw started to count. Okay, one, two, wait, wait, wait, wait, Sumerian interrupted. Are we going on three? Is it like one, two, three, go? We go on three. They got ready again and Shaw counted. One, two, three. As they both put their shoulders in the door, they bounced off again. This time, a loud crack came from the other side, a gunshot. Both of them closed their eyes and let the pain and failure wash over them. They'd just blown the only chance they had of the handle of the unlocked metal door turned. Dr. Clef in full SS uniform opened the door from the other side to see both Shaw and Sumerian reaching for their shoulders. Dr. Clef smiled widely. Heh. Are you guys here to kill Hitler? Thank you very much for watching. If you enjoyed the video, hit the subscribe button and then hit the notification bell next to that so you're notified when I upload new videos. And then head on over to patreon.com for such D Sumerian and Pledge at any level like everybody here on the screen already has, including Sinjeriki, who has pledged $100. It's nice to know that I'm not alone out here and I will see you all again on Tuesday. Promise.