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Chapt.8: A Friendly Gift

A/N: Yay, an update. ;<;
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.--(Y/N)'s Point Of View--.

I sort of feel bad for Bendy after he had a talk with Joey. So I decided to buy him a phone as an apology gift.
I changed to my regular day clothes and headed downstairs to the exit. I skipped breakfast cause the bacon soup is not so, eh... good. Used to the taste.
I unlocked my car and hopped into the drivers seat. The heat in car made me sweat in seconds, so I turned on the AC. The AC was hot at first, now it turned cold. I started the car engine and drove to (Phone Store).
When I got there, there weren't many cars parked in the parking lot, but it's hard to find a parking spot with shade. I decided to park my car in the hot sun cause I don't have time to look for a shady parking spot. I went into the (Phone store) and the doors automatically opened. The fans on the floor cool my feet down. I walked around the aisles, looking for a phone that Bendy might like.
One of the managers saw me looking for a phone for like 10 minutes and asked me if I needed a phone recommendation. I nodded yes and he/she took to a aisle. He/she picked up a box and opened it in front of me. Inside was a (Phone kind). I nodded and took it from his/her grip. "Thanks.", I mumbled and went to the cashier.
I took out (money total) and gave it to the cashier. I putted the (phone kind) in a bag and went to my car.
The inside of the car was hot a little but I ignored it. I drove back to the animation studio and parked outside. I rushed towards the door while the bag is hitting me on the arm. "I'M HOME BIATCHES.", I screeched in the whole animation studio. No reply.
I walked in and closed the door behind me. I tip toed to the orchestra and scanned around for Alice. "Yo Alice, are you here?", I whispered.
....
Silence..
Then she answered. "I'm here.". I looked around. I didn't see her anywhere. I soon saw a hand behind a piano and it waved. "Seriously Alice.", I rolled my eyes. Alice came out of her hiding spot and her eyes focused on the bag I was carrying. She pointed at it. "Is a phone?". I looked at the bag and nodded. She smiled with mischief, saying 'Is that for Bendy?'.
"He's a friend to me Alice, so don't get any ideas." I glared at her.
She sassily flipped her silky-black hair. "Sure he's a friend.". She turned around and walked away, giggling.
I starting swearing in (language) at her.
Walking out of the orchestra, I went to my guest room and opened my drawer. I rummage through all my junk for a sharpie. When I found it, I wrote 'From: (Y/N) the meme-ster
To: Bendy from the cancer crew'
on the bag. The ink didn't came out much. I shook it hard and tried again. Barely any ink. I decided to test it on different plastic/paper and see if it works. It did.
I wrote on the bag again but it didn't work. "WHY?", I screamed.
I shook the sharpie again and jammed the tip on the bag. No ink.
"Need any help?". Bendy said out of nowhere. I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Yes, thank god.", I threw the sharpie at Bendy. "Fix my sharpie or I'll steal one of those weird manga magazines you've been reading.", I threatened. Bendy shrieked and went to his room with the sharpie.
I sighed in annoyance and looked at the ink smeared bag. The words looked crude and sort of readable. I rubbed the paper/plastic bag, making the ink smear even worse.
Good job smart-ass.
I took out my phone and opened iFunny for some memes.
5 minutes have passed and Bendy didn't return with my sharpie. 'Probably fixing it' I thought to myself. I scrolled down through iFunny for another 5 minutes. No sign of Bendy returning my sharpie. I grunted and got up. 'He better not be jerking off to it' I joked in my thoughts as I walked to Bendy's room. I soon stopped in my tracks as I hear grunting and moaning in the other side. 'What the fuck..'
I knocked quietly on the door. The moaning and grunting didn't stop. I looked really annoyed. I opened the door by a crack and saw a tiny puddle of black ink on the floor. The moaning and grunting grew louder—but not loud enough for Boris, Alice and Joey to hear—. I poked my head in Bendy's room and saw him sitting down in the middle of his room. More black ink began to leak from him. Opening the door wider again, I peaked over his shoulder and saw him...
Poking holes in his hand with a needle. Ink spurted out and Bendy putted the tip of the sharpie on the ink blood.
Clear black tears rivered down his cheeks as he kept poking holes in his finger and dipped the sharpie tip on the holes until it was full.
I quickly skipped to my room as Bendy stood up.
I pretended to scroll through iFunny, acting like nothing happened at all. Bendy soon appeared at the door. His pointer finger was covered in bandages. He handed me my sharpie. I slowly took it without questioning about his finger and wrote
'From: (Y/N) the Meme-ster
To: Bendy from the cancer crew'.
I putted the sharpie back in my drawer. Ignoring the fact that Bendy was still in the room. I picked up the bag but it was swooped up by Bendy. "Boi..", my eyes dilated at him. Bendy looked at me with puppy dog eyes. "Puppy eyes don't work on me.", I sneered.
"You don't want me to open it?", Bendy looked curious as he hugged the bag like a teddy bear.
"No."
"Why?"
"Because no."
"May I please open it?"
"Since you asked nicely, No."
"Fuck you."
"What time?"
"..."
"Exactly. And watch your language, this is a family-friendly company, remember?", I said with a smug.
Bendy stood there, blushing 50 shades of gray.
I wiggled my eyebrows at him. Bendy's face began steaming as he stomped into his room with the bag.

.--Bendy's Point Of View--.

Did (Y/N) really have to tease me like that?
Ugh..
I looked at my bandaged index finger. Ink spots formed, wetting the bandage. Sighing, I opened the bag and saw a box. It had a weird logo on it and a phone image on it as well. I took out the box and opened the lid. Inside was a device thing. I lifted up the light device in my hand. Then a note slipped out of the back of the device.
I picked it up and read it.:

'Hey, sorry about Joey Dick.
Here's an apologetic gift, friend.
—(Y/N)'

I drop the note and looked at the device. An apologetic gift...
Friend..
Oh..
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A/N: You gave him a phone, noice. I'll try to update as soon as I can. Bye!
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—Bendy_Wendy🧀