Toons

The Friend I made

We stood there in silence. For moment I thought this weird land I was looking at would vanish and I would wake up in my room again but it just didn't seem to happen.

"You seem speechless." Bendy announced, "why? Did you not come to see me?"

I didn't wanna be rude but the true answer is that I didn't. I don't know if I can trust this toon. He was strange. Did he disguise and Cuphead that way I can trust him cause he was trying to help me out? Or was he on the opposing side.

"Well, I'm sorry Bendy. That was your name right? I know you weren't Cuphead and all but do you really know the way out? Can you help me please?" I asked trying to gain his trust. Although it seemed like he already trusted me.

"Well of course I know the way out silly! Why do you think I'm here?" 

"Oh- I just thought maybe you were a toon like me."

His face started to melt and just then I felt really uncomfortable.

"Listen Mickey but we toons down here aren't what you seem. We can be friendly! Kind and generous to others. Like me here! Although I'm a bit on the energetic side. Or..." Bendy stood there pausing and I can the room was getting darker and that's not a good sign. "Or, you can be someone to causes destruction and misery. All I can say is that you can really tell someone by there past. Like you Mickey!"

I stared at him. What is he talking about? 

"Well I know that my past is happy." I answered.

"Yes, but happy passes aren't meant to be. Listen to me my tale would you pal?" Bendy asked a question like it was meant to be story time. Of course I said yes not to be rude but I have far more important stuff to do. Like run away from other cartoons and getting back to Minnie and my home. 

"I was made about couple of months after you. 1930's am I right? My creators name was Joey Drew. The idea of him 'making' me was from Henry's little drawings. How I missed Henry when he left...you see, I was made on comics during war and I started getting famous. I felt people's love! That's something that I miss. Joey asked Tom Conner to help build a machine that would soon bring cartoons to life. When they powered on the machine, out I came. I was made with some defects. I was perfectly perfect. The only problem was that I can turn into a great big monster. Joey didn't like that. He gave me a chance though, in exchange to never stop smiling. Soon he figured out how to created Boris and Alice soulless just like me without using a persons soul in exchange like Buddy's. The only good thing is that they didn't have defects like me. I was a secret Joey and Tom kept. Soon we started acting movies together. We did that for a while until Joey kept me in a room cause he didn't like me. Rage formed of course. But that's another story. Soon I was drowning in a puddle of ink but of course ink can't kill me. After all I'm made of ink! Henry left before Joey locked me up and that was what made me turn into a beast. I was sad that day. Later on Joey tied me up to some ritual and grabbed my best friend Boris that he made. And ripped him apart. Right in-front of me. Soon I turned and remained a beast. The ink machine went crazy and I was able to drive Joey away from the studio a bit. Another long story about the rest. Whenever Henry plugged in 'The End' I really did feel like it was the end. I returned to my normal form seeking for forgiveness. Like everyone else, Henry thought I was a monster and he and the others just left me. I will never forget that moment. I then walked outside. I haven't seen the outside world in 30 years. That's when he took me in."

I gotta be honest but I felt bad for him. How could creators act like this? It's rude to judge someone for their flaws and errors. 

"Bendy I-" 

"I don't wanna hear it. It's not fair. I could've been there with you. I could've have been your friend like the others of your new cartoon gang. How could you have this special little life when others HAVE BEEN WORKING SO HARD FOR AT LEAST A COMPLEMENT!"

My head started to hurt and the whole room was rising with ink. I'm gonna drown! 

"Bendy please let me just help!"

"Mickey some of us just deserve more than you do."

I looked down quickly and some ink grabbing my hand and it launched  me to the air. I felt terrible wind against my face and it wasn't relaxing. I looked up and I started to head back down again. Just than some ink hit me and smashed me to the wall. 

My body ache in serious pain and I thought I was gonna wake up in a hospital. Just then some pointy spike started to come up under me and I dodged it in time. I glanced over and saw the paint brush. As I quickly got up to pick it up something trapped me by the foot and started jabbing into me. I screamed so loud hoping someone would hear but of course nobody would. I used all my might to pick up the paint brush and wipped it across me sending out green paint on what appeared to be thinner. The ink on my leg released and I can hear deadly screeching noises   From behind. 

Dashing, I was able to find a way out until I turned around and a tsunami of ink was flooding towards me. I made a huge wall with the brush to make sure I blocked it then I kept running. As I went to the exit I slammed the door behind and sat down for breath. The brush healed my leg that was in pain and it hurt anymore. I was still standing there on earth. 

I didn't understand. Why did people have to come after me.

"Mugman! Help!"

What was that? Is that Cuphead? Slowly walking towards the wall I put my ear to it.

"Cuphead are you okay?" I asked

"Mickey? Oh boy is it great to hear a familiar voice!"

"Listen I'm gonna get you out! Are you trapped in a wall?"

"No, that's weird. Or am I trapped in the wall?"

"I gonna get you out okay!" 

"Wait Mickey don't move I hear something else behind you!" 

"What?"

Then I felt something sharp behind my back and then everything went black.