Batim Scp Au Oneshots

Playing (Wholesome)

Bendy chased after the glowing red dot. It taunted him relentlessly, urging him to catch it. He knew it couldn't be physically caught, but he tried anyway. He zigzagged across the floor, low to the ground. The dot approached the wall, scurrying up it. Bendy pounced, slapping his paws over it. The dot disappeared as he whipped around to chase it again.

The scientist with the light snickered in amusement, watching the rambunctious Scp dart around. It was a great way for him to burn energy, and the doctors to get some study in. They could see how fast and agile he was, which made containing him just a little easier. It was also an excuse to know where the Scp was.

Sure, Bendy knew and was conscious, but he still loved playing. These types of games suited him best, allowing him to tire himself out while also being fun. He would even play with the guards, although it was more like training for them. They usually couldn't keep up. 

Management had even suggested using him to train most of the guards. He was very fast when he was like this, and he could switch to his taller form for strength. He wouldn't hurt anybody without a good reason, and even then it was more as a warning. His attention was reclaimed when the dot darted past his nose.

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Bendy flopped on his side, completely exhausted. He had been playing consistently for over half an hour, and had not stopped moving. The man he had been playing with chuckled, before walking over. With a smooth motion, he bent down and scooped Bendy up. "Tired already?" He asked as Bendy panted. 

"̸I̵ ̴w̴o̵u̴l̴d̴n̶'̶t̸ ̶b̴e̴ ̵i̵f̶ ̵I̶ ̵d̷r̷a̶n̶k̷ ̸s̶o̶m̶e̷ ̴c̶o̶f̵f̶e̴e̶.̷"̴ Bendy snickered between breaths. The man just grinned. It was well known that Bendy was not allowed to have coffee. It made him hyper like no tomorrow. His personal record was bouncing off the walls at 3 am while screaming incoherently. 

He would remain active until he crashed. It would be practically impossible to restrain him, since all of the usual tactics were out the window. He would not react to temperature, contact, food and walls were basically useless. If he had a small cup of coffee, he would crash in a few hours.

A few hours of constant physical activity, while terrorizing most of the staff.

He was never getting coffee again if the foundation had any say in it. There were always troublemakers though. They'd give him coffee and use him as a distraction to cause trouble. It was always harmless fun though, usually pranks on friends.

Once he crashed though, that was it. No more energy and he was relatively safe to approach. Bendy would usually fall asleep on the spot. He would sleep for a few hours before waking up again and going back to normal.

The man chuckled again, before bringing the Scp back to his cell. "Also, don't you be getting any ideas with coffee." He added. "Y̸o̵u̷ ̶k̵n̵o̶w̶ ̴I̸ ̶h̸a̵v̷e̷ ̷n̶o̶ ̴i̵d̷e̵a̵ ̷h̸o̶w̷ ̸t̷o̴ ̵m̷a̷k̸e̴ ̵i̷t̸,̴ ̴r̶i̶g̶h̸t̷?̷" Bendy snickered while the man looked surprised.

"Then how did you get it before?" The man looked confused. "̷P̴e̸o̸p̴l̸e̴ ̶g̵a̶v̵e̵ ̴i̷t̴ ̷t̷o̶ ̴m̷e̸.̸ ̸I̶ ̵m̵a̸k̴e̴ ̸a̵n̵ ̸e̷x̷c̴e̵l̵l̶e̵n̵t̵ ̴d̵i̵s̴t̵r̷a̴c̶t̸i̷o̷n̴.̷"̷ Bendy lied his head down on the man's arm. He was tired and didn't feel like talking anymore.

The man only nodded before they reached the 'containment' cell. It never really kept Bendy contained anyways. It was basically a glorified jailcell. Much to the foundations dismay, Bendy had been able to squeeze through the bars they had installed. They kept making them closer and closer together, only to scratch their heads when Bendy escaped again.

Sometimes Bendy's ability to liquefy himself really came in handy.

The scientist placed Bendy on his bed, before walking out to report his finds. The Scp only mumbled a thanks as he crashed.