Bendy x Sammy Stories!

You Left Me In A Heartbeat (Updated)

Updated: 04/12/26

-BASED OF THAT ONE SONG IN THE BATIM OST THAT ALWAYS MAKES ME CRY UGH,,, anyways if it wasn't clear this one's gonna be a bit more sad,,sorry in my joker arc,,, ENJOY!!-

Sammy was doing his norm, venturing around for a sacrifice in the general area. Anything to sacrifice. Anything for his lord. Sammy, armed with a dustpan, made his usual rounds around his department. That was until he suddenly heard footsteps from somewhere in the department. Unfamiliar footsteps. He stopped for a moment, hesitating to make any more noise before he began to draw closer to the footsteps, holding his dustpan tightly, peering behind a hallway. There, he saw a man. A strangely familiar looking man. Sammy cocked his head to the side in confusion. There hasn't been any visitors here in ages. Sammy watched the man some more. He was messing with switches, trying to enter his sanctuary, slipping on a couple puddles, and listening to tapes left behind by previous workers. Sammy began to think to himself for a moment. 'He would be the perfect sacrifice for my lord.' Sammy relished at the thought of bringing Bendy a fine specimen to devour. Sammy then slowly began to the man around as he flipped switches, destroyed cutouts, and killed some searchers. This went on for a couple hours or so until the man finally reached Sammy's office. Sammy watched him from a distance and prepared himself to strike. The man flipped the pump switched and wiped his brow. He then exited Sammy's office and made his way towards the exit. That was rudely until he cut off by a blow to the head by yours truly, Sammy Lawrence. Sammy stepped over the unconscious man, admiring his work. He had a crazed smile plastered on his face behind his mask. He quickly dragged the man to another room, preparing the ritual. He tied the man up tightly, painted a pentagram under him with his finger, lit up some candles, and simply waited. The man finally stirred, struggling in the ropes Sammy had bound him in. Sammy smirked and laughed at this. The man looked at Sammy in pure fear.

[Insert Sammy's long speech here]

Sammy then made his way towards another room, closing the door behind him. He prepped the mic and began to speak.

"Sheep sheep sheep, it's time for sleep. Rest your head, it's time for bed. In the morning you may wake, or in the morning, you'll be dead."

Sammy then began chanting for his lord, calling for him to take the man as his offering. The man continued to struggle in the rope, hearing something in the ceiling getting closer by the second. Sammy's voice began to waver as the Ink Demon made his way towards the room. Suddenly, an ink puddle appeared in the ceiling and down came the Ink Demon. Sammy dropped to his knees in a praying position like he always does, waiting for any order from his savior. Though when Bendy had arrived this time, he was pissed. He grabbed Sammy by the neck and held him up high. Sammy struggled in the demon's grip, kicking and squirming, not quite understanding the situation. Why was his lord not pleased?

"M-my lord! What are y-" Sammy was quickly cut off by Bendy squeezing tighter around his throat. Sammy began to choke, air no longer reaching his lungs, his body ready to go limp at any moment. He felt like he was going to DIE.

"Listen here, Lawrence. I thought I told you NOT to bother me with these stupid rituals anymore. You are wasting my FUCKING time. Do you hear me? AND I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HENRY ALONE IF YOU SAW HIM. IF THIS HAPPENS AGAIN, SO HELP ME LAWRENCE, I WILL KILL YOU. IS THAT CLEAR?" Bendy spat in his prophet's face, venom dripping in his tone.

The inky man shakily nodded and Bendy finally dropped him. Sammy gasped for air as he went in and out of consciousness, the room around him spinning for a few moments. Sammy eventually looked up to his lord who was still glaring at him disapprovingly. Sammy felt tears well up in his eyes, threatening to fall. He has disappointed his lord. Small whimpers escaped his mouth, not being able to form coherent words. That's when he heard the demon mutter.

"Pathetic."

The Ink Demon then left the room, leaving Sammy alone with his thoughts. The man waited for a moment, still somewhat processing everything, before having a full on breakdown. Loud sobs were all that could be heard in the music department. Wails of "I'm Sorry" and "I won't do it again" filled the walls of the room he was in. These wails could probably be heard from floors away. After a good 15 minutes of sobbing and wailing, Sammy quieter down, and finally got up off the floor, shakily leaving the room he was in. He slowly made his way back to his office, his pace dreary and lifeless, not even bothering to fix the broken cutouts from earlier, courtesy of Henry. Sammy finally reached his office and sat in his chair, a loud thump being heard. He looked down at the Bendy plushie on his desk and almost began to sob again. He grabbed the toy and began to squeeze it tightly, his grip firm and angry. In a small fit of rage, he grabbed the toy's head and ripped it clean off, stuffing flying everywhere. Sammy held the toy in his hand, still squeezing it tightly, staring deeply at the decapitated thing. Tears began to fall again and he dropped the now broken toy on his desk, a soft squeak being heard as it made contact with the desk. He began muttering incoherent words to himself, tears staining his desk as he did so. Sammy was quickly losing control of himself and he couldn't bring himself out of this. Suddenly, he grabbed a piece of sheet music paper and a pen and quickly scribbled something down on the page, his shaky hands struggling to write the phrase together. Once he finished, he broke down into loud sobs again, banging his head against his desk over and over, crying about how he should have known better.

The paper stayed still, like a looming presence. It read:

You Left Me In A Heartbeat

-SORRY IF THIS ONE SUCKS I USUALLY WRITE FLUFFY STUFF SO THIS WAS A BIT DIFFICULT HOPE YOU LIKE IT THOOOOUGH!!