Requested by...*drumroll* @em0hub !
Contains: light cursing, idk just chaos
- Nobody's POV (Third Person) -
Y/N was internally screeching, they'd managed to fall asleep on Bertrum's blueprints. Just what they needed- along with a ton of deadlines set by the demon himself- Mister Drew. "Shit shit shit shit- dammnit- Bertrum will kill me-" Y/N growled under their breath and quickly removed the now semi-blank blueprints from their cheek. You may wonder how they'd gotten themselves in this pretty crap situation? W e l l.- Your underpaid POV -
"Bertrum? Are you alright? You've been mumbling to yourself for the last few minutes." I frowned, sure everybody in the studio had their weird moments but- this was just odd. "Yes yes, it's alright. Just letting Joey take the glory. MY hard work. Letting him call ME 'Bertie' LIKE A CHILD!!" Bertrum Piedmont had officially 'cracked' (Mean girls reference lolololololol).
"Bertrum, I'm sure it'll all work out someday. Bendy land WILL be your finest masterpiece!" I grinned, Mister Piedmont still looked disheartened.
"Must be rather easy for you to say, without Joey Drew over your shoulder, constantly...UgGgHhHh.." Bertrum groaned and rubbed his face. Me being one of his only friends (lol sorry not sorry BeRtIe)
"Hey hey hey- it'll be fine. Joey just needs to go and stick his head into some inky goop with a dash of reality." I patted his back in an attempt to comfort him without trying to invade his personal space.
"I appreciate the gesture, Y/N. But...This is supposed to be MY achievement, MY glory."
"Well... There really isn't much I can do. But would you like help with ideas?" I was always creative... Musically. I contributed to studio's songs like many others. Usually our ideas were snatched by the claws of the stressed-24/7 Sammy Lawrence when he had some close deadlines. I couldn't blame him- he had it pretty tough. The guy seemed mad at some points of the week.
"Any ideas so far? This job will be the end of my sanity.." Bertrum grumbled, looking over blueprints and diagrams.
"It probably will be. I'm thinking I provide music and all that but don't worry, it'll be ALL your glory!" I grinned, I'd managed to get some free time to help my 'friend'.
"Well, I'm sure you wouldn't mind playing something, go ahead Y/N." Bertrum smiled for once. This was a rare occasion. I walked over to a guitar in the corner (I am sorry if you don't understand but hey- Wattpad/Fanfiction l o g i c. Also you somehow play the guitar, y a y!) I attached on a capo I always had in a pocket and began playing an angelic riff to start off with and turned it into strumming chords. I swear I could picture Sammy's judgemental face just for a second- A FEW SECONDS. I soon began humming along with it, Bertrum was nodding his head along with the rhythm approvingly and his smile soon turned into a grin.- Bertrum Piedmont's POV -
It was stunning, flawless, breathtaking. It felt like heaven to the ears. It seemed to take away reality for just a heavenly minute. For a minute I was able to forget about the constant child-like names and pestering from yOuRs TrUlY; Joey Drew. The concern of how the physics would work. I wanted the people who would experience MY glorious creation to feel the same.- Yet again, your underpaid POV -
"Sooo...What did you think?" I asked, setting down the guitar.
"It was stunning Y/N, much like you." Bertrum laughed, I hadn't heard his laugh for a while. I must admit- I'd developed this 'immature' LiTtLe crush on him for the last few months. It'd been agonizing watching his mental state decrease.
"Bertrum, how long has it been since you've seen natural daylight?"
"Erm...I think around about a week ago?"
"Perfect! Neither have I- how about we go on a walk and hope Super-Stressed-Sammy or Joey doesn't notice, sound good?"
"Heavenly."
"Sounds good enough to m- wait what?" I slowly turned round to face him. Pardon?
"Heavenly, Y/N. H e a v e n l y." He offered his arm to link with mine- well of course I took it! "Like you, Y/N. I doubt you know how much you brighten my job. Even with that- Joey Drew." Bertrum looked down at me (you're now somewhere around 5'7, m a g i c), so I looked up at me. He leant down and pecked my lips. Me being me, I was pretty much a 'blushing mess'.
"Thank you." That was the only response I could think of.
"You're rather welcome." Bertrum replied.
"How about I stay here and you go on without me? I think- that uh...I need to...To finish a music piece!"
"Oh, alright then. I'll see you when I come back, yes?" He walked towards the door and put on his coat, he then walked over to peck me on the cheek before walking back to the door.
"Of course! Be safe, alright? Love ya!" I grinned like an employee who'd already gotten everything done.
"Love you too, don't overwork yourself, alright? You know what happens." He called out and walked to- I don't know. I was then left to my thoughts and fantasies. I soon fell asleep.A/N
897 wordsss I am impressed with myself- hope you enjoyed!! :D
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