In my new outfit, I strolled back into the infirmary. Sammy was sipping some bacon soup, and I took a tin from a drawer. Alice did not take any of the bacon soup. She walked outside, and I rushed to catch up. I saw her examining the ink hearts I offered her before. She stated that they will restore her perfection, but I just want to know how.
"So, Alice, I just want to know, how do you restore your perfection?" I sincerely hope that she will become perfect once more. She did not turn to look at me.
"Someone of your age should not be exposed to such gore." She stated. Welp. I didn't see that coming. What gore? I know I'm just 15, but I've played so many horror games before, and this is definitely not the scariest. But this game is so beautiful. I'm in love with the design. NOT romantically though. Oh, Alice, you undermined my tolerance.
"Back in my world, I was exposed to many horror elements before," I told her, "So I'm ready to know." I did not tell her that I am a gamer, because this world seriously needs stability. And I just don't want to spend to much time explaining the concept and forgetting what I planned to ask in the beginning.
"Fine." She snapped, "But don't go back crying to Sammy." I did not flinch.
She took out one of the ink hearts, and sucks into one of its arteries. She squeezes it a bit more, and the heart looked like an empty shrunken pulp. She licked a stain of her lips. No, I'm not scared at all. She's simply consuming food in my eyes. And that's when the magic happened. I saw the deformed side of her face becoming smoother, the bulges were gone. She took out the second and did the same. I saw the gaps of her mouth closing up, concealing some of her teeth on that side. She did not touch the last one.
"Why?" I asked.
"I always keep a spare one, just in case." She answered truthfully, and even had some sort of passion shining in her eye. I guess her mood became better after becoming more beautiful? If she's completely restored, perhaps she won't be hostile at all! I thought. And that's when I heard that familiar ASMR voice behind us.
"Susie! You knew better than to show the gruesome detail behind your beauty to a fifteen year-old!" Why was he panicking? Omg, am I really getting on his soft side?
"Wait! Wait, wait. Sammy, let me explain. " I offered. "I just got a bit curious, and Susie warned me. But that's alright. I'm used to this stuff by now." I smiled. Sammy simply nodded and walked away, probably busy with his Lord Bendy Cult, I guess. I wonder who will be the next sheep? Omg, my thoughts are getting dark.
"Notice anything different?" I asked both of them. Alice came over and stared. She could also need a new wardrobe. And I will be, in fact, rather honored to be designing for her.
"Did you...design it by yourself?" Her eye narrowed, but no longer in a hostile way. She's curious though.
"Yeah. All by myself." I'm actually really proud of my design. She cannot keep her eyes off this dress. Then, her gaze shifted, in a somehow...shy way?
"I could use a new wardrobe."
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FanfictionAravis Sol, A.K.A. EnderStell, is a Panemstagram gamer and Bendy Fan who finds herself trapped in the depths of Joey Drew studios. She meets a certain music director, along with a twisted angel: The couple she ships. After a whisk to the past, the c...