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Started March 02, 2021 by @Reaper_288

tune

(sure lmao)
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A small creature was roaming the halls of Joey Drew Studios. He wasn't a normal creature. Instead of flesh and blood, he was made of ink. His name is Bendy the Ink Demon/Dancing Demon.

Geneva was secluded in her office, working on some background art concepts. She had already been at this for a day or two, therefore not getting any sleep those days, but she was determined to finally get this done. "Geez, talk about tough…" she mumbled to herself. She took a sip of coffee and continued working.

Bendy was walking around the studio. After abandonment for 30 years, he could trust nobody except Boris and Alice. He was waiting for Henry/Joey to come back to finally get his revenge.

"I hate working for Mr. Drew… always wanting this and that and the other! I understand what Shawn was talking about now!" Jaq said, fixing his hair. He got the stuff delivered to Mr Drew.
Jaq walked up to Geneva.
"Hello!"

Alice Angel staggered towards Bendy.
"Hello, Bendy."

The small demon overheard Jaq talking about Joey. He growled angrily while the ink above his eyes slightly melted to cover them.

"Ah, hey-" Geneva replied to Jaq, slightly startled.

The demon's growling filled the halls. His tail swished a little, scratching the walls. He grew slightly taller as he switched to his Ink Demon form.

"I hate Mr. Drew…" Jaq said, huffing.
"Oh, hello! What's up?"

"Nothin' much. Working on some background concepts and stuff… and failing miserably," Geneva answered, followed by a chuckle. "How about you?"

Bendy melted into a nearby puddle of ink, slithering through the floorboards until entering another puddle behind the humans. He spoke with a raspy voice. "You dare speak about my imprisoner!?" Still hiding in the ink.

"I'm angry- did you hear that?" Jaq said

Geneva nodded. "Sure did- In fact, it… it kinda sounded like- like a voice-" she said, stumbling a bit on her words.

Bendy slightly chuckled. "I was imprisoned for 30 years, because of Drew!" He shouted.

"See! Another reason to hate him! He imprisoned ghosts!" He said, joking around and laughing at the ridiculousness of his sentence. He wiped a tear off his face

Bendy laughed. "Mortal, I am no mere ghost. Look behind you." He said.

He fixed his hair, not bothering.
"Nah, don't feel like it." He sighed, still styling it

Bendy jumped out of the ink behind Jaq. "Are you sure?" He said, leaning close to Jaq's ear.

"Nope. I'm cool, thanks for the offer." He walked off. He finished fixing his hair

Bendy looked after Jaq as he walks off. He growled at his retreating back. He roared angrily then jumped back into the ink puddle

Geneva was a little spooked by the whole situation that was unfolding, so she just followed behind Jaq. "Smart move," she said. "That was… scary. You handled it pretty well though." Geneva let out a sigh of relief.

"Thanks. I mean… I'm surprised he didn't insult my hair. Most people do." Jaq said, smiling.
"no matter. Can't be scared of what you don't know exists."

"Well if it means anything, I think your hair is just fine, those folks are probably jealous or whatever. I personally haven't had my hair insulted, but boy if I haven't gotten some nasty looks because of it," Geneva replied. "And yeah, you're right- I guess I just… haven't been in a situation like that before." She laughed nervously.

"Yeah… I'll give you that. I guess I've never been one to be scared." He noticed, speaking clearly.