Egotober 2024 Fanfics

Day 17 +18: Ink(y)/Yellow

Egos: Shawn Flynn (Jacksepticeye), Lance Derby (Dawko)

Shawn Flynn ran out of the toy department and just froze in shock at the chaos that was unfolding.

He had been creating yet another Bendy plush toy, absorbed in his own misery, when he had started to hear gurgled screaming that had been getting louder and louder. He had felt a chill run up his spine as he heard it-it didn't sound human at all. However, he had decided to investigate; anything to delay making anymore of those infernal things. But he quickly wished he had just stayed ignorant.

A huge puddle of ink was quickly expanding across the next room, growing and growing in an attempt to reach where he was. A few of his co-workers were standing in the puddle and trying to get away, but the ink was covering them, like it was holding onto them.

Like it was alive.

Shawn just stared, horrified, at what he was witnessing; was any of this even real?! He then noticed the stream nearing him and stepped back, just in time to hear a gurgled yell, calling to him.

'SHAAAAAWN!'

He couldn't help it; the gurgled, hoarse voice forced him to look at its owner and he screamed. His co-worker was half lying down, with one hand occasionally reaching out to him, and the other desperately pushing the never-ending wave of ink to no avail. Ink covered most of his body and dyed his light brown hair jet black, but it was actively trying to get onto him and into him. It travelled up his nostrils and into his eyes, ears and mouth, which caused the horrific gurgling noises. Any skin that wasn't inky now had a strange dark yellow-ish tinge to it; it looked like someone had placed a Sepia filter over him.

'L-Lance...?' Shawn managed to squeak; his voice shaken with fear.

Lance let out another wheezy breath, which ended in a gurgle. His bright blue eyes turned pitch black as he struggled to say one word: 'Run!'

Shawn didn't need to be told twice; the ink was once again nearing him, and he practically bolted back to the toy department and towards its exit. However, he screamed and ground himself to a halt as he neared it, his feet just about missing another stream of ink that was growing. Just like the other stream, this one also looked like it was travelling towards him, as if it had a purpose.

Shawn hobbled backwards, horrified, before looking at one of the ladders that led to the upper level of the building. Without hesitating, he scrambled for it and started climbing. As he got halfway up, he looked down and yelped before he sped up: the ink was now crawling up the ladder!

Once he got to the top, he started to wonder what had happened: why was the ink showing signs of life and how was it doing any of this? Furthermore, was anyone else still...human?! He didn't know. What he did know was that he needed to get out of Joey Drew Studios and fast, before the ink consumed him too. As he ran, he couldn't help but think about his resignation letter that had been in his desk drawer: he had wanted to resign a month ago and explore more of the world or spend time with his family. But he had also been worried about what the future would hold if he did that, and so, he had kept the letter in the drawer for a later time.

As he ran and saw the ink slowly take over the building, he realized that he should've resigned while he had had the chance to.