~Dancing With The Devil~ [Bendy X Sammy Fanfic]

Chapter 13 Shadow of Guilt

Bendy melted through the wall, coming out the other side. He panted, ink running down his face and hitting the hardwood floor. He wiped the and out his face, but it just kept dripping, making it hard for him to see. The ink veins rained ink down from the ceiling, just making the ink demon more soaked.
The stinging guilt was overwhelming to the demon.
"Stupid motherfucker! How could I do that!? He's your prophet for souls sake, what kind of lord are you, hurting your poor prophet!" The ink demon yelled at himself, bearing his teeth, ink still dripping down his face.
"STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!" Bendy yelled, hitting his forhead with his fist. He let his feet give out on him, falling backwards and hitting his back on the wall behind him. Sliding down onto the ground and holding his knees up to his chest, hiding his face in his knees. He rapped his thread like tail around his own body protectively.
His chest rose and fell like waves on a beach. Bendy sobbed quietly into his knees, trying to muffle the sound of his sobs as much as he could.
All he wanted to do is protect Sammy but now Bendy was the one to hurt him.
"He probably hates me now!" Bendy sobbed to himself.

"Hey, what's your name?" Time squeaked, looking up, not really looking at Sammy in the face.
"Oh, I'm Samuel, but you can call me Sammy." Sammy smiled down at the strange little searcher in his hands. Time turned his head to one side. "Sammy? I think mama told me about you once?"
Sammy blinked, "really? What did she say?"
"She said you where crazy. Sawy if that hut your fewings." Time said turning his head down.
"Nah! it's okay kid, I get that a lot." Sammy replied, letting out a little laugh. "Worshipping a demon would get that response from people." Sammy added, a little embarrassed of himself.
Sammy spotted a bacon soup can sitting on a table, he walked over to it and placed Time onto the table. Picking the can up and cracked it open. Time let out a yelp of joy when he heard the can crack open. Sammy smiled and held the can in front of Time so he could smell it. Time dunked his hole head into the can, drinking the soup like how a fish would drink water. With his open hand Sammy pulled Times head out of the soup. "Don't drown yourself in it!" Sammy laughed jokingly.
"But, I'm hungry!" Time yelped at Sammy.
"You'll get a stomach ache if you eat that fast." The prophet responded. Time grumbled and crossed his little arms.
Sammy raised his eyebrows and smiled down at Time smugly.
"All I ask is that you eat a little slower, okay?" Sammy muttered. Time let out a little sigh. "Fine..." Time grumbled.
Sammy let go of Time, this time not dunking his head in but merely just sipping the surface of the soup. Sammy let the little searcher drink for about a minute before taking the can away. Time grumbled again at Sammy and turned away.
"You can't have the hole can, you'll get sick." Sammy mumbled at the grumpy searcher.
"Come on, let's go find your mother." Sammy said calmly putting the can down and picking up Time. Time didn't respond, just grumbled back.
Sammy continued down the hall and turning the corner, they where in the vault now. Empty boxes scattered the room, robbed of there condemns. Sammy carefully stepped out on the vault, watching his step. The large vault door that once protected the studio's money was leaning on the wall, the medal bent in, in a large dent. Something very strong must have beat the ever living crap out of that vault door to make the big of a dent in the solid metal door.
Sammy guessed it was probably Bendy's doing.
"What's the ink demon like?" Time asked. Sammy shot his head down at Time.
"Um..well...h-he's..." Sammy muttered, unsure of how to respond. Sammy regained himself and sighed. "He's not a nice fellow. If you dare to disagree with him...he'll hurt you." Sammy said softly and continued. "He actually attacked me just today..."
Time gasped, looking quite worried and confused. "Why would he do that?! I thought you were his prophet!?" Time squeaked loudly.
"I merely pushed my luck with him, and he snapped on me." Sammy shunted just saying that. Sammy could feel some tears forming in the corns of his eyes. He tried brushing it out, he couldn't cry in front of a child.
"Come on let's keep going. The farther away from that demon, the better..." Sammy huffed in a cold tone.

Sorry about the short chapter, didn't want it getting to long and I need time to make the cover art.
Promise, the next chapter will be a lot let boring.