Bendy and the rest of the I.M.P crew sat in the meeting room, waiting for Blitz. Small cardboard bats and spiders hung from the ceiling and pumpkin stickers latched onto the wall. Basically, Blitz had decorated the office for the Halloween season and had wanted to discuss something before the gang went home.
Vortex: Wonder what the boss wants to discuss?
Bendy: It better be important, Vivian's got homework she needs help with.
Moxxie: Isn't it me or Vaggie that helps her with the homework?
Bendy: Yeah, but this art stuff and I love working with her on it.
Loona: And I have a date with Lobo tonight. Whatever he's telling us better be worth it.
Mask: Oh hell yeah. I got a whole night of debauchery and booze to get to.
Sallie May: You know, I've always wondered how you talk like that. Is it the mask or...?
Mask: Welding accident.
The little demon pulled down the collar of their trench coat, revealing purple and blue skin and their neck, which had some sort of scar on the front, where their larynx would be.
Mask: Landed neck-first on a screwdriver in 1783., pierced my voice box clean through!
Moxxie: Ew!
Bendy: Mask, come on!
Striker: Hmm, I've seen worse.
Suddenly, the door to the meeting room was kicked open, revealing Blitz walking in with several flyers under his arm.
Blitz: Sorry guys, just had to get these printed out. Everyone take one.
The tall imp passed the flyers around the table as each one of the employees took one. Bendy's pie-cut eyes widened at the tagline: "Bring your child to work day TOMORROW".
Bendy: Blitz, what the fuck is this?
Blitz: I thought it was obvious. Tomorrow is bring your kid to work day.
Millie: Sir, you're using this as a way to just hang out with Vivian more.
Blitz: So what if I am? I like Vivian, she's my favorite (and only) niece.
Moxxie: Blitz, we're not bringijng our daughter an assassination office.
Octavia: I'm not bringing my infant son to a place like this.
Striker: And besides, some of us don't have kids.
Blitz: Oh, right. Okay, here's what's gonna happen. Anyone who technically doesn;t have a kid, place your flyers in the middle of the table.
Out of the 9 employees that received flyers, Mask, Sallie May, and Vortex placed their flyers on the table.
Blitz: Okay, three out of eight. Not bad. Now, I know the rest of you have children. And anyone who has little devils and doesn't bring them gets the boot!
The group stare nervously at Blitz, afraid of losing their jobs. But Blitz just smiled and pulled out a big, black boot, filling the room with a noxious smell.
Blitz: This boot, to be exact. It smells like shit and you'll have to clean it. See you tomorrow.
The imp left the room, making his way downstairs of the building as everyone else prepped to leave. Nervously looking at his flyer, Bendy noticed Striker putting his with the other discarded flyers.
Bendy: Striker, why are you putting your flyer there? Don't you have kids?
Striker: Naw. I haven't had any children or a mate since 6,000 years ago. As far as I know, I'm probably the last of the Clawthorne clan.
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