Sammy Lawrence Lemons/Smut

Sacrifices

(This means I'm translating lost one language)

3rd pov

Sammy grew tired of looking effortlessly for a sacrifice. Sammy knew this was his only way to be freed, so he continued to search. Then a lost one as usual saw him and got on their knees begging for help. Sammy sighed giving up his search to help one of the people who see HIM as a god, which Sammy didn't understand, he thought Bendy was better.

"What can I help you with?" Sammy asked.

The lost one got up bowing, an average greeting used to show the respect and power someone holds. "Hng uhng bines wtmvd." The lost one cried in its gargles. Sammy sighed. (The lost one said I need to find my daughter, it's urgent.)

"I'll help you find her," Sammy said. Sammy was on a search for Mary, a lost one that had been born in the studio. Mary was the only lost one that signed to Sammy like he was human, she was gay too and they were practically siblings. Eventually, Mary and Sammy found each other amid confusion Mary shrugged her shoulders and pointed to Sammy, then her eyes, then to her. "Are you asking why I was looking for you?" Sammy asked. Mary nodded. "Your mother was looking for you, she'd never come down here though," Sammy answered. Mary looked at him speaking a language Sammy had grown accustomed to and could translate.

"Hng acgt ghae sknaq makt?" Mary gargled. (What were you doing before?)

"Well I was originally looking for a sacrifice for Bendy, but I ran into your mother instead." Sammy looked up, his fascination with Bendy shining through and showing itself as they heard footsteps above them.

"Hrgn jingt markedol maestrs?" Mary again gargled teasingly. (Why not sacrifice your virginity?)

"What?" Sammy answered, confused. Sammy couldn't understand what he was hearing. He stood still Mary laughed and grinned moving his mask to see the confused look across his face.

"Gin basck nacht," Mary laughed. (I'm just joking with you,)

"Hmm~ what does one have to do to get their virginity stolen," Sammy asked, Mary, smiled.

"Ghat meis rinck!" Mary yelled, Sammy went to protest but figured she was joking. (To the sacrifice room!)

Sammy fell on his knees and looked up at Mary, Sammy raised an eyebrow in confusion. Sammy then moved his mask back on his face. "Mary, what are you doing?" Sammy asked, Mary decided to mess with him.

"Hnams wahcht misadgr altbhs duayu!" Mary said, (I think we should talk to Bendy.)

"Talk to Bendy?" Sammy let the name linger in his mouth. "Bendy... Bendy... Bendy.." Sammy whispered. "Ah! You mean m'lord!" Sammy whispered. Mary nodded. "For what?" Sammy asked.

"Hansme najts mars awsd." Mary said impatiently. (You'll ruin the surprise you jerk.)

"Okay..." Sammy replied. Mary summoned Bendy in a language Sammy couldn't make out, it was mostly used when Sammy wasn't around when the lost ones wanted to talk about THEIR lord and savior Sammy without calling him down.

"What!?" Bendy roared in the room next to Sammy's. Mary walked in with Bendy. "Why are you wasting my time?" Bendy asked Mary.

"Hgnas masivfs kjabe," Mary said, (A straightforward thing, we'd like to talk.) Mary pulled Sammy to his feet. 

"What?" Bendy asked. 

"She says we'd like to talk," Sammy translated. Bendy nodded.

"What of?" Bendy asked. Bendy also knew Mary, Mary was the only lost one that wasn't crazy scared of him, and it seems she's friends with Sammy.