Fishing (BATIM)

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Hmm... How beautiful. Moving waves, fishes, the smell of sea- wait. It's ink. Nevermind. Sammy still enjoy fishing on the bright in Lost harbor, a small village in abandoned Joey drew studio. To Sammy's surprise there are a actually living fishes. These doesn't really look like these fishes in real world. It's just something the machine made to replace the living beings in not inky world. Next to Sammy was a bucket of these fishy monsters.

"Ah... How peaceful..". The inky man signed. He knew quiet was something he didn't have before. Another reason to love the ink machine and his lord. His lord... He didn't see him for a while. The last time was when he was walking around art department, bendy was hiding in one of the darkest corners. The demon will probaly show in the evening (or what they think is evening).

Few more quiet moment later the prophet felt someone walking bahind him. He didn't mind it since there's only lost ones and searchers. The traitors, Allison and Tom, wouldn't dare to show their faces here. The being sat next to him. The inky man noticed it leaned closer and layed their head on top of his. A purr came above him.

"My lord?". Another purr.

"You want to fish with me?". The head leaned back and the prophet could see the head of the inky demon tilt a little in confusion.

"In the river are fishes, or something similar to it. When you want to fish you have to have a fishing rod". Sammy gestured to the stick with thread and a hook, "you hold the stick and bring it behind you so the thread will be behind you. Then you made a move like you'd want to throw it in the lake but you still are holding the wood, like that". Sammy get his hook out of the water and threw it back to it.

(I'm sorry I'm bad at describing things)

"You want to try?". The demon nodded with small humm noise. The prophet gave him one of the fishing rods what were also laying next to the half filled bucked. Bendy grabbed it and made like Sammy said. Few minutes passed and nothing happened. The inky devil surprisingly didn't grew frustrated with it. The peace was actually calming him down.

"I like it here. It's quiet. I remember few things from my past live. That I was annoyed at people, mostly the one guy who was losing something, I think it was a mop... Or a keys? I also remember how hard I worked to keep the job at the studio, the deadlines were getting shorter. I never get quiet. There were these times where I would go to my sanctuary and spend there all day to work on songs. I didn't fell real happiness back then. I prefer how is now. No deadlines, people losing something, someones creeping behind me... Of course I'm not minding when you do that, my lord-". Sammy cleared his throat. "Sorry I drifted off. I'm just happy some of my memories are coming back". Bendy's smile somehow grow warmer and comforter. The inkys creature's arm wrapped itself around the prophet's shoulder. He dragged him closer and nuzzed his face in the inky man.

Bendy's fishing rot started to move. The prophet noticed it and informed his lord what to do next.

"Now, just get the hook on the surface with the 'fish' ". The demon nodded and started to struggle with the fishing rod. Bendy finaly win with the other being and throw it out of the water. This one was the most fish looking being in the river he saw so far

"Good job, bendy"

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It's actually a first story I finished in one day..