And another few days had passed. Sammy's immune system must've been stronger than I imagined, but still close enough to a weak one. His fever broke on the third day I think, and Susie really did act like an angel sent from above for the past few days. Sammy was determined to go to work in his 70% recovered state, and what I meant by this, was the fact that he still doesn't have the energy to throw sarcasm at people and is still fighting a bad cough. It is rather comical to see people trying to coddle Sammy's grumpy self in the studio though. And I bet he must be incredibly grateful for Susie telling everyone to give him some privacy, and the fact that he still has common sense.
When it comes to my work, I must admit...I LOVE it. And I enjoyed almost every moment of it. As a gamer myself, I know how important merch is, when it comes to marketing. That other toymaker, Shawn Flynn, seemed to be...particularly afraid of me. But, I mean, it's not a bad thing! He really should stop painting crooked smiles on Bendy dolls. I'm always quite fond of vintage plushies like this, but...I probably would not be able to sneak one out of the timeline. Perhaps I should read some more fanfiction and books about time-travelling, just to make sure. Arlene seemed to be really passionate about her job.
I really suck at remembering dates, do I...When will Allison come and replace Susie again? I need time to change history. And I need plans.
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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...
