Alice, Boris and Bendy walked into their new house. It was fairly small, but they didn't mind. The house was already furnished, so they were all quite happy. Alice ran up the stairs and to the second floor. There were 3 doors on the second floor. One lead to the master bedroom, one was a bathroom, and the other was another bedroom. Alice ran over to the master bedroom. "Mine!" Alice shouted, entering the room and slamming the door behind her.
Bendy was happy to finally be able to stretch. It wasn't fun being stuck under someone's surprisingly hairy armpit. Boris was trying to take off the leash still around his neck. "Bendy—can you help—take this—off?" Boris grunted, scratching at the leash with his back paw. Bendy only smiled and left the room.
He went up the stairs to see what was up there. He saw that one of the doors up there was closed, so he imagined that was the room Alice claimed for herself. He walked to the room at the end of the hall and stepped inside. The room he stepped into was . . . well . . . he didn't like it. it was too . . . pink. But that would change soon enough.
Boris scratched harder and harder until the leash finally slipped off. He grinned with pleasure at the jagged leash laying before him on the ground. "So long, sucker!" Boris opened the front door and kicked out the leash.
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Joey and Sammy were still trying to make Sammy look normal the next day. For several hours, Sammy was back in the bathtub (yes, with his trousers still on) repeatedly scrubbing his arms. But nothing ever changed on Sammy. The only thing that changed was the color of the tub and Sammy's mood.
"Scrub harder, Sammy!" Sammy had finally finished his bath and was in a terrible mood, and now they were cleaning the bathtub once again. "Hey, Jo?" Sammy poked Joey in the shoulder.
"Okay first off, nobody can call me Jo but Audrey. Got it?"
Sammy frowned.
"What is it, Sammy?"
"Well, it's just that if I'm repeatedly gonna have baths and stain the bathtub, maybe we should just leave it be."
Joey laughed really hard and started coughing. His face went totally straight as he dropped the sponge he was holding and left the room without washing his hands. Sammy stood up, rinsed and dried his sponge and hands, then he left the room as well.
Sammy decided to go upstairs to what he now considered his bedroom. He shut the door behind him and walked over to the window. He opened it and was relieved to feel a cool breeze. But his relief went away when he noticed a crowd of people —led by Audrey herself— marching down the street towards Joey's place.
As the crowd got closer and closer, he began hearing chattering—and lots of it. It got louder and louder as they came closer. Soon, the crowd had stopped directly in front of the building. Now he could partially make out what they were all saying. "Sammy Lawrence is here!" "Sammy Lawrence is alive!" "Joey Drew freed Sammy Lawrence!"
A hot sweat began to form on Sammy's forehead. He wasn't ready to be seen by the public. Not just yet— "UP THERE! HE'S UP THERE!" A person in the crowd had spotted him and now everyone was raising cameras and smartphones to take photos and videos of him. Sammy began to panic.
Sammy fled from the room and to the window at the end of the hall. He opened it and slipped through; but he wasn't prepared and he fell into a small tree. "Ouch!" Sammy hissed, climbing out of the tree. He limped around the back, only to realize that the crowd had grown to the side. He limped around the back of the house to the other side, only to realize it had grown to that side as well.
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Joey heard knocking on the front door. He walked over and opened the door, only to be knocked over by a stampede. "HE'S UPSTAIRS!" The stampede trampled over Joey and through the door. By the time they had gotten upstairs, one had shouted, "THE BACK WINDOW'S OPEN, HE MUST'VE ESCAPED!" The stampede ran over to the window. Everyone repeatedly bumped into each other, resulting in having about 12 people falling out the window and onto the freshly cut lawn outside.
Sammy noticed the crowd had began to disappear on one side, so he took his chance and began dashing down the street. He ran and ran until he tripped on a piece of jagged pavement, sending his body flying through the air. I can fly! His mind suddenly said in a perfect Donkey-from-Shrek voice. He smacked onto the sidewalk and lay limp for a moment like a pancake. Eventually, he peeled his body from the sidewalk and looked at the house in front of him. There was a sign that read, "This house is SOLD!" Sammy bit his lip. He had never broken into a house but he might have to it he wanted to avoid the paparazzi. If it was newly sold, there was a very small chance that nobody was in there. As he stood up, he realized he was in no shape to break in, so he tried the front door. He limped up the path until he got to the porch. He was almost there when he noticed the door was opening, and someone saw him.
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Bendy and Friends
Fiksi PenggemarTHIS WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 12 PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND IF YOU DECIDE TO READ THIS💀💀IMPORTANT: MOST OF THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE THE RELEASE OF CHAPTER 3 SPECIFICALLY SO A LOT OF THINGS DONT MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL WHATSOEVER number for my own f...