No Words (BATIM)

8|Confusion

Brooke's POV
I know you don't know I can't speak. But did you really have to put tape over my mouth?
I grunt in frustration. I'm strapped to a platform behind a glass case.
Alice left a while ago, but I assume she'll be back fairly soon. The room is big, and full of dead Boris Clones- as she called them. I still have no idea who Boris is-.. or was.
I hear steps getting closer and Alice appears, holding a box.
"Im terribly sorry for napping you like that, Sweet Angel." She says, setting the box down. I frown and write on a nearby tool table. No you're not.
She tilts her head at the writing. "Alright, I'm not. What's with the writing? Talk." She comes up to me and rips the tape off.
I sigh annoyed, and write on the table again. Sorry, can't. I'm mute.
Alice frowns. "What the hell does that mean?"
I make a line on the table when she shakes her head. "Never mind, it doesn't matter."

Bendy's POV
I bound through the walls trying to pinpoint their location. "Damn it, damn it! I knew I should've followed her!" I stayed behind trying to think of a plan, but came up empty.
Now, since Alice is 'such a genius', I have to find her new hide-y spot, that isn't her lair.- because why would it be.. besides I already searched it. And I can't track Brooke's screams because she doesn't speak, let alone scream. ..

Brooke's POV
I squirm, strapped down to the table. I believe it's an operation table..
She still hasn't told me why I'm here. She's been pacing the room back and forth between the door and a mirror off to the right. I can't tell if she's stalling or trying to work up strength to jump through the mirror somehow.
Why hasn't she harmed me yet? Didn't Bendy say she wants to kill me?

"Gahhh!" She groans. I raise a brow. She stomps over to me and undoes the straps. They come loose and fall to my sides. I sit up, confused. You're .. letting me go?
"Yes." She says, probably reading my expression. I simply etch a '?'on her arm. She looks taken aback for a second. Then she takes a cloth and removes the mark. "Because. Just because I'm jealous doesn't mean that you have to suffer over something you do not understand." She replies, tossing the stained cloth to the floor. All she has done was question me. What does she want?

Bendy's POV
I heard Alice groan loudly very close by. I teleported as fast as I could through the walls. Brooke and Alice were in a small room, and-
I frowned. Alice was standing over her, but she undid the straps on the table. Brooke sat up, a confused expression on her face. As if reading her mind, Alice replied, "Yes." I shook my head, sending ink everywhere. What is going on?
Brooke drew on Alice's arm, to my surprise. The Angel simply grabbed a cloth and wiped it off, throwing the cloth to the ground. "Because. Just because I'm jealous doesn't mean that you have to suffer over something you do not understand." She said.
I raise a brow. Jealous? Of what, Brooke's beauty? Brooke's inability to speak? Brooke's charm over me? Maybe she's envious of Brooke's pretty eyes-..
My eyes widen behind the curtain of ink over my face. I palm my face as pink floats over my features. Or maybe this has nothing to do with Brooke..