Helluva Boss: Ink Edition

A Case Of Cheating Identity

In the I.M.P Office, Bendy, Blitz, Moxxie, and Millie had just jumped back through the portal, returning to hell. They were greeted by the sight of Loona, chilling at the meeting room table, the Grimoire in one hand and Moxxie's tuna sandwich in the other. Along with Octavia, back from maternity leave and finally having a normal cup of coffee. Chewing/sipping, the hellhound and avian looked at their returning coworkers. The blood of their latest kill was still dripping off their clothes, staining the cheap carpet with red. Brutally lynching an entire hockey team had that kind of side effect.

Blitz: Good one today guys. Especially your idea, Millie, running those fuckers over with that ice cleaning machine! Saved us a lot of effort.

Millie: Those were some really pleasant sounding scrunches!

She giggled, striding over to the meeting room table and putting down her bloody axe. Bendy smiled at his girlfriend and turned to take a glance at the skewed clock on the wall, and his eyes went wide.

Bendy: Oh shit! Alright guys, gotta roll if I'm gonna make date night with Mox and Mills, see ya again tomorrow, guys!

He quickly waved his goodbyes, throwing the chainsaw he borrowed into the corner of the room. Then he stormed out of their office, tracing over his dripping, red clothes with his pen. Moxxie smiled and shook his head as he went to the bathroom to clean up. After all, it was almost time for him and Millie to clock out anyway.

Blitz shook his head and sighed, taking a seat at the conference table. Bendy had been acting rather odd lately. Usually, he'd stick around a bit to chat with the other employees, and would make small talk with M&M or Blitz about how they've been lately.

But in the past few weeks, Bendy had always been distracted, often excusing himself, leaving early and not really acknowledging Blitz' comments, which was odd considering he'd never done so before. Something was off.

Blitz: Hey Mills, what's going on with Bends? He's always so busy, and never talks about what he's doing.

He asked this as he grabbed the bloody chainsaw off the corner and placed it with her axe and Moxxie's baseball bat. They still had to clean the weapons for their follow up hit tomorrow. Their current client wanted an entire hockey league destroyed, all except for one team. It was one of their best paying contracts so far.

Millie: *nervous* Uh.... well.....

Moxxie had stepped out of the bathroom after hearing the question, after cleaning off the blood and joining Millie in the main lobby.

Moxie: Sir, it's Bendy's personal business. If he doesn't want to share right now, you shouldn't force it out of him.

Blitz: What about you girls? Do you know anything about why he's acting like this?

Octavia: I'm not entirely sure, but I say you should do what Moxxie says and stay out of it. Bendy maytell us when he's ready.

Blitz: Loonie?

Loona: No fucking idea, but honestly, as long as he doesn't annoy me I don't really care.

Moxxie: Wait! Is that my lunch?!

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The next day, Blitz had decided it was time for a talk. First thing of the day, he cornered Bendy at the water cooler.

Blitz: Bendy, I want to know what's up with you and I want to know RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!!!

Bendy: Blitz, what are you talking about? *sips water*

Blitz: You've been all distracted and distant lately, man! Normally you talk about this shit, but this weird behavior? It's so weird for you! You didn't even answer the door at the Hotel when I came after work yesterday. I brought board games. *sadly* We were gonna hang.