An Inkwell's Stain //BATDR Fanfiction\\ [Female Reader]

Chapter Thirty-Nine [Do You Like it?]

Bendy understood he couldn't do anything to help in this fight but to get out of the way. The little devil ran off to the side, but the Lost One was still trained on his direction. When Bendy realised this, he squeaked in fear. He didn't have a weapon on him except for his stuffed toy, which would absolutely do him no good.

The man continued to run for him, and you struck into action. Only briefly getting in front of Bendy before the Lost One did, you swung up like how you would in golf, and hit the man's arm in mid-swing. He winced and cradled the arm for a second as shock stunned him. You took this small and nimble opportunity to dig your pipe into his side, and it came out right on the other end. This didn't kill him straight away, so you quickly pulled the pipe out so he could die from ink-loss. 

You huffed from the stress of him nearly getting to your friend, but Bendy merely smile awkwardly, which you couldn't help but return. 'I... I thought this city was dead.' Bendy chuckled and looked forward, making sure no one else was coming from the noise of the chase. No one intervened. Bendy straightened his shoulders and leaned back to crack his spine, it made a creaking noise just like a cartoon would. You snicker at his motion and keep moving forward, and he races ahead of you to be the leader. 

Directly out of the alleyway was the Downside Hotel, shining brightly at you like a gate-way to heaven. You wished, honestly. Before you walked inside, Bendy opened the door and gestured a small bow, allowing you to go first. You scoff dramatically and hold your head up high. 'Such a gentlemen...' you muse in a posh voice as you walk insider, to which Bendy erupts in a fit of whistles and he closes the door behind him.

It was dark with only flickering lights to accompany you inside of the receptionist room. 'It's kind of creepy in here, huh?' you chuckle nervously as you survey what is on the desk. Pens and papers litter it, and you suddenly had a huge urge to draw, and urge you honestly hadn't felt in a while. Bendy looks at you confused as you rest your hand on a sheet of paper and stare at it. 'Wanna see what I can do?' you say after a moment of silence, and he nodded eagerly, seeming to understand what you wanted to do. You leaned against the table, and Bendy rested his hands onto the table to prop himself up as he tried to see what you were drawing. He couldn't see from the angle he was at, though.

Eventually, you finished your rough sketch and gave it to him. He stared at it for a while, and his eyes sparkled in utter awe. He plonked onto the ground, still grasping the picture as he stared. It was him riding on a huge version of his toy train, and he was wearing a conductor hat. You laughed at his fascination and spreading grin. 'Do you like it?' you ask, to which he wildly nods his head and tears his gaze away to look at you happily. While you didn't think of yourself the best drawer ever, Bendy's face certainly made you feel like it. You giggled and grabbed another piece of paper and the dip pen you had use to conjure up the image.

You flicked your gaze back over to the grinning demon and hand him the paper. 'Here you go! Why not have a try while I have a look around for this ID Card?' Bendy stared at the utensils for a moment and hurriedly took them from you with an ever-growing beam of pure pleasure and joy. Nothing more in the world would satisfy you than that smile he had.

'Very well, have fun and I will be in this building if you need me, okay?' He didn't reply as he was already fixated on drawing a rough and wobbly circle. You shook your head with a contagious smile drawn on your face as you went to have a look around the room. A hole in the ceiling invited you upstairs, and you flowed over to the top. Four hotel room were laid out in the hall you flowed to. But all of which you tried were locked. But as you reached the end of the corridor, you noticed another hole in the ceiling, so you tried there. 

A small dark room greeted you with a window and the noticeable words, "The Keepers See Everything" written on the board inside. A bed was made messily to the left with a bedside table next to it, an ID on the surface. 'There we are...' you muttered to yourself as you went to grab the card. 

'Well geez!' a sudden proud voice boomed next to you, making you jolt. Joey had appeared beside you and was looking dead into your soul. 'You certainly haven't gotten far!' he laughed to which you crossed your arms in frustration. 'Why do you always appear when you're not wanted? Also, you're not real. You're dead.' He stopped laughing and looked away from you for a second, composing himself. 'So tell me...' he says quietly and looks back to you. 'How goes your journey?'

You stare at the floor for a second before replying, 'Slow, but we're making it. We'll get out.' Joey nodded, more to himself than you. 'You have your mother's spirit, Y/N. Audrey, she's-' You clenched your fist and snarled. 'Get my mother's name out of your mouth.' He backed up a step and smiled. 'Okay.' Then you looked away. 'And you can't even say anything, because you don't even know my mother! ...Or my father...' you mumble the last part, to which he shakes his head. 'Seems like Audrey chose to forget the past, rather than share it.'

You were about to yell at him again, but his words intrigued you. 'What do you mean?' He reached to grab your hand, and you flicked it away. 'Look Y/N, I don't know if you're ready for this... but hang onto your lunch money!' He suddenly jolted and grabbed your left hand tightly, to which you backed up in surprise and tried to yank it out of his grasp. 'There's something I want to show you.'

'What are you doing?!' you cry in anger as you drop your weapon to try and pry his hand away. It's no one. A dizzying affect takes hold of you as your vision gets blurrier and darker.