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The great ink demon had been defeated. The loop ended...only for the company of the well known cartoon. To be found, and bought once again. now this would normally start with Audrey. But this story my friends. Was all about the sheep and ink demon loving. Sammy Lawrence. It was true, even after the original ink demon had finally had enough of his treacherous song. He lived. Or well. Revived in a sense. And now he too, had changed, he appeared stronger, more active. And oh, his mask? Was a lot better, less torn.

"Pov." Sammy Lawrence
It was a rather normal day for Sammy. He still had his favourite choice of weapon his axe. Ever since he had heard his lord has been supposedly killed. Banished even. He would sought out to prove them wrong. He knew his dearest god like administration. Can't be dead...right? And so he went on patrol. His new strength from being reborn had made it oh so much easier with crossing long gaps within the floor. Looking for any possible sign. Anything. Other ink creatures had theorised he's gone mad. Some others ignored it. But few agreed that...there was no way, he could of possibly died. Not yet.

"Something has to show he's still here. My lord can not be defeated so soon. No matter how many years may have passed."

He did this every day. Ever since the announcement was made by the wicked man. Day in. Day out. He searched. And searched. And searched. Until. One day. He noticed something, out the corner of his eye, the flick of a tail, similar to that of a fountain pen tip at the end of it, enter a dark part of the hallway towards an abandoned, old and overly damaged recording studio. It was inaccessible through any normal means. Even flooded with ink around the outside of it. The walls of the Hallway leading to it having large claw marks. Something that no animal or known creature could produce here. He would doubt his lord could do so either. Last he saw him his form was tall in stature, but not this tall. Then again. His tail was a simple demon tail too. He would attempt to walk through the over burdened hall to the room. And called out.

"My lord?"

Mentally cursing himself. He doubted he would even be here. Yet he heard a low. Deep growl from beyond the room... surely. It can't be right?

"My lord...are you... Truly alive? Or is this simply another searcher, playing me for a fool?"

He asked out loud. And gained a crash in the room as a response and another deep growl. But it now sounded. Like it was behind him. He slowly turned. Face to face with something completely black. Dripping with ink. He slowly looked up. A tilted head of a tall monster. But it wasn't any monster. It was in fact bendy. His horns, long and twisted. His stature, taller, muscular, beastly. And certainly, more dangerous looking. Bendy loomed over Sammy. He honestly thought the other was still unable to talk.

"My lord. It has been years. Where have you been?-"

"What did i say about you calling me that?..."

Mr. Lawrence stood in shock. Hearing such a deep, raspy voice coming from the one thing he cared so deeply and desired even deeper had made him almost tremble.

"M-my lord! You can speak!"

"Stop. Calling me that damn it."

The large creature growled more, showing an expression of annoyance. Expressions! Oh my what a wonderful surprise Thais was for Sammy. He had also took note of his sharp teeth, large claws and hoof like feet. He found it strange. Yet also pleasant.

"They all said you was gone, dead, banished! But I knew. I KNEW. Nothing, and I mean nothing! Can defeat my lo-"

Bendy had grabbed him by the throat. His tail swaying side to side, showing aggravation and irritation. Sammy got the hint, holding his hands up in defeat and surrender.

"If I hear you talk about that one more time. I'll make sure you'll never speak again. Understand? Puppet?"

Sammy nodded, once he was let go he dropped to the floor, coughing slightly. He didn't expect that in all honesty. But oddly enough. Well. He chose not to complain. Not wanting to know his punishment.

"My lord, what is it we shall do now? I'm over joyed that I have found you"

He heard the other let out an annoyed sigh.

"I am unsure. I suppose we may simply walk around. It has been some time since I last had company...even if I despise you."

Ah- words hurt my lord- is what he would of said, just chose not to.

"Of course, and perhaps I could sing-"

"Sammy I swear to the PITS OF HELL if I hear you sing that lamb song AGAIN...I will pummel you into a wall you'll be nothing but a stain"

"A-ah!- yes!- understood!-"

He responded frantically. A small amount of panic within his words. Just what will happen in the near future? Only time will tell. For now. They would walk around. Bendy avoiding obstacles with ease, Sammy, most of the time could. Sure a few hiccups and misses here and there but bendy would prevent him from falling to his death... strangely. I suppose he really was lonesome.

"My lord, I have found some bacon soup if you care for some"

Sammy said. Holding up a can of the substance. Bendy would shrug.

"I suppose I could. I haven't found much to eat recently. Mostly stalkers and searchers."

Sammy would open the can with ease, handing it to bendy, he happily poured it straight down his throat. His tail swaying in a much more slow and soft manner than before. A lot less aggressive thankfully. Sammy had seemed to enjoy their encounter, chatting, the common threat or two. But it was great to see his lord again. But all fun must come to an end. He was growing tiresome and so was bendy.

"Shall I visit you again my lord?"

Bendy sighed. He thought for a moment.

"Do as you please."

And with that said. They would part ways. Until the next day.

(1050! Wow- this is only the start my friends, foes and followers! More is to come! For now I leave you with this as a teaser~)

-sunny/fucked up✨🤭 (recognize me? Well shhhhh)

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