Bendy X Reader- River Of Sin

Chapter 46- Remember the time

Around 30 years earlier...

"Do it again."

A stern voice boomed. The eyes of a man that had nothing to hold up his life bore into the little devil from behind. Nothing but his crooked empire left to his name; just lines on a page, and nothing of value was written on them.

'Nothing...'  The demon confirmed internally, holding back a snarl as the man lightly shoved his shoulder in an attempt to get him to comply.

"Go on...I don't have all day."

Bendy shifted in his seat, pulled up uncomfortably close to the piano. His hands; tired and aching for rest, slid across the keys and obeyed the command. The soft notes followed each key as he played the same, short melody yet again. His growing disgust for the day he'd just had...it was absolutely hideous, and it wasn't even over yet.

The devil's gloved hands faltered, and he heard the man behind him grunt. A sour ping of the keys broke his thoughts abruptly.

Wrong note...

The man hummed with disapproval, his shadow looming and threatening as it covered the demon, and he looked down with shame.

"I don't get it." The figure hissed, stepping around to the side of the piano. His face, holding the familiar unimpressed grimace of Joey Drew, stared down at the tired toon.

"I've given you more than enough time to learn these songs, and somehow you still screw it up!"

Joey pounded one fist on the base of the piano, and the demon jolted with alarm. His hands came up to his chest, and he went diffuse the man instantly. The hopeless dreamer was a little scary when he got like this.

"Now hold on J-Joey! I-"

"What did you just call me?!" That same, uneasy feeling arose. The feeling of being looked at like you were a freak of nature...like you weren't supposed to be a part of life itself.

"...Mr. Drew..." Bendy corrected himself, biting his tongue with hatred and the fiery urge to rip this man into a million little pieces. This was how every day went when he was supposed to come down here with Joey. The man acted so different around his employees; he acted as though he was pleased with the toon's presence, and that he was the perfect, artificial being that he'd wanted all along.

"Better...Now go again!" Joey barked, raising his arms with rage and gesturing for the demon to begin again.

"Go again, and again, and again! Go until you get it right!"

The toon winced at the man's words. Go again? He'd been at this all night. It was far past work hours, and possibly even overtime. The studio was silent, except for the bellowing roars of this moron he was supposed to let boss him around. 

He couldn't find his place in this mess, and he couldn't bring his hands up to the keys again. Exhaustion was still a vulnerability to him, regardless of being a toon. His black eyes fell closed, and he let out a short breath, trying to compose himself. The growl in the back of his throat begged to come out and put this man in his place. It never met with the air around him, and instead the sound of the piano replied to Joey's outburst.

The melody played again, and it was played perfectly this time.

Bendy snapped his eyes open, lowering his hands again when he finished. There it was, the perfect that he had wanted. The perfect that Bendy wasn't, in Joey's eyes. Everything that the man used against him, to use as a reason to call his own creation a disgrace...