Narrators POV
While Bendy is dripping ink from his tail up too his horns, Oswald had an idea. He grabbed a towel and started to help Bendy. Sadly, he didn't know this was making it worse. Bendy couldn't help smiling at Oswald. "What's wrong with him? Is he okay!?" Mickey asked, in a helpful tone. "I have no idea.." Oswald replied. As the ink finally was all gone, bendy looked at him. "Why are you helping me." Oswald was confused. "If I was dripping ink somehow, wouldn't you help me?" Oswald was just trying to help bendy, but it didn't seem like it was working.
Bendy looked out side the window. "Go home, or where ever you came from." Oswald and Mickey looked at each other. "We.. I.." They couldn't continue the sentence of how shocked they were form seeing Boris. Mickey spoke up. "Who's the, uh creator." As Mickey said those words, Bendy starts to drip ink more. Mickey whispers into Oswald's ear. "I don't we should be here, let's leave!" Oswald stares at the floor at the floor, thinking of the two options he has, he could ether stay here and try to help Bendy , or go back to his own company. "I don't know what to do, Mickey." Oswald whispers
back.
Hey guys Milky here! So I couldn't really work on this a lot BECUZ we got a kitten! She's only 3 months and she's a bit too excited so I need to play with her ALOT!! Well that's all I have to say really.
~ MilkyMoo out!
