I.M.P

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Bendy opened the door to the I.M.P office, only to be met at gunpoint by an assault rifle.

Bendy: Woah, woah! Easy, I'm a friendly!

The gun was lowered revealing an antsy Blitz as the wielder.

Blitz: Bendy? *happy* Bendy!

The imp went forward, hugging the Overlord close. Bendy smiled as he hugged his friend back and released.

Bendy: Seems my protective circle work. Where are the others?

Blitz: Supply runs. Though Millie, Via, and Sal went back home to make sure their families were same from this whole....... kiddy-pool pukefest the Ring is now.

Bendy: Yeah. Say, you wouldn't happen to have seen a girl version of the Radio Demon go by, would you?

Blitz: Actually, yeah. Not long after Mox, Tex, and Loonie left, I saw some bitch cosplaying as that talk show shit lord pass by and head into Cannibal Colony.

Bendy: Well, can you take me there? I need to know where else she would've gone.

Blitz: Yeah, I know a guy who can help. Well, I just met him like a few hours ago, but he's cool. *opens door* Come on, I know a shortcut.

Bendy: Sweet!

GOT AN NEW PARTY MEMBER: BLITZ! THE 'O' IS SILENT!

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The two demons were walking in the Imp City streets, being careful of what may jump at them.

Bendy: Thanks a lot for doing this, Blitz.

Blitz: No problem, now keep your eyes peeled. Who knows what fucking thing could be lurking in the shadows.

Bendy stops Blitz as he hears an odd sound. 

Bendy: Wait, do you hear that?

The two then look forward, seeing a slobbering, massive Demon Beast charging at them, teeth baring and ready to eat them alive. Though, a little girl was running after the massive thing.

Girl: Oh no! Fluffy! Come back!

Bendy: Oh crap, that thing's heading right for us! Blitz, do something!

Blitz: O-Okay! Wait, what do I do?

Bendy: Ask the reader.

Blitz: That thing you say you're talking to when you babble to yourself? No, that's stupid!

Bendy: JUST DO IT OR WE'RE GOING TO FUCKING DIE!

Blitz: *groan* Fine... *turns to camera* Okay, 'reader', if you're actually fucking real. What do you think we should do?

Do the safety dance! 

Shoot at it!

Do something, you're the fucking boss!

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