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

Chapter Sixty-Four [Greetings and Good Day]

'Y/N?' A soft British accent called behind you, and you craned your neck to see a familiar face. 'Betty?' She rushed over to you and looked rather flustered. 'Thank heavens you're alright! Where in the name of God did you go?' Bendy appeared beside her from behind and ran straight for you, hugging you in a firm grasp. 'Woah! Hey bud...' you say with a chuckle, but he obviously wasn't happy. 

Where did you go?

'I'm sorry, I got taken away. It's fine, I'm back now.' You say softly, stroking the back of his head to calm him down. 

Please be more careful, you don't know how scared I was...

'You should've seen him, dear. He ran away before any of the Keepers could grab him! Looked around for you for quite a while before only just returning. He looked so upset that he couldn't find you.' Betty laughed awkwardly but coughed to clear her throat when she found that it wasn't the right moment. That makes sense, he must've mutated into the Ink Demon during his frantic search. 'I'm here now, bud.'

For now, you are...

You grab out the plush toy and show it to him, his eyes opening and glimmering with pure surprise and joy. He grabbed it and squeezed it, and a small squeak escaped it. He back away from you and spun with happiness, glad to have his toy back.

How did you fix it?

'I didn't, a friend of mine found it and fixed it himself.' Bendy perked up at you saying "friend". 

Porter?

'No,' you sigh, missing the odd old man. 'Hopefully we'll see him soon.' Betty looked at both of you, wondering how you were both able to communicate in a one-sided conversation. Right, she couldn't hear Bendy... 'Ah, Y/N! Wilson has been waiting to talk to you for a long time now, it would be best if you went to his laboratory now.' You snapped awake at her words, remembering. 'Right! Sorry, let's go.' Betty shook her head. 'He wants to discuss this with you alone.'

That set off some alarm bells in your mind. 'Alone?' you squeaked, looking back to Bendy awkwardly. He shook his head firmly, quickly latching onto you again. 'Are you sure? I'm certain Bendy would-' 

'Wilson's orders were that you were to meet him alone, and I have already disobeyed him enough today for you two...' she sighed and clasped her hands together. 'I'm sorry... I'll take care of Bendy while you two... chat...' She seemed to not be telling you something, but you kept quiet. Bendy was still refusing. 'I...' you grumble to yourself as you hang your head. You were conflicted. You had just come here to be with Bendy again and to break the Cycle... but Wilson had met your demands... did you owe this to him?

'I'm sorry, Bendy,' you say finally, and Bendy stares at you in shock. 'I swear, I'll be back as soon as I can, okay? Betty will take care of you. I'll be back in an hour, maximum.' You give him a big smile, but Bendy doesn't return it. He only looks down in frustration.

'Come on, bud...' you whisper, laying a hand on his shoulder.

How can you trust a man who did so many countless things to us?

'...' You stared at him with pity on your face. You couldn't help it. 'I...'

How can you trust a man who brought you here?

'Bendy...'

Please! I don't want him to hurt you...

'Y/N.' A raspy voice said behind you, and a bony hand rested on your shoulder. 'So kind of you to return after a long disappearance. Had us worried sick.' He said quietly, making you shiver. 'Come along, you are very much late for our meeting.' He grabbed your hand and started to lightly pull you away. Before he could take you away, Bendy grabbed the Gent Pipe off the ground and gave it to you.

If he does anything, use it. Don't hesitate.

I won't. Wilson was rambling on about something that you weren't quite listening to as you looked back at Bendy, who was staring at you with a dreading worry permanently sketched onto his face. Wilson's arm was around your shoulders to make sure you didn't run away at any chance you could take. This isn't good.