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He woke up, a full ache in his head. Shifting on his wheel, he pulled himself up. Clutching the axe before swinging wildly at the boards in front of him. He needed too get out of here! It was so scary. He was glad his screen face glowed, it allowed him too see better in the dark. And this place was full of dark.
He listened, he watched and inspected every pile of ink, tapping it with his axe before moving on.
This was a game of cat and mouse for bendy, watching the robot move by, scream, get that scared look on his face. Bendy wanted too see it up close for himself.
Fandroid screeched, the floor flooding with ink, like quick sand, he sunk into it immediately. His fear intensified when he saw the ink demon. His unclean mouth lines, the glossy ink covering his eyes and everywhere else for that matter. He stretched out his gloved hand before pushing Fandroids screen up, and pressed ( what he presumed too be ) a kiss on his projected mouth.
The robot flushed pure white, what?! The ink demon just kissed him?! He was speechless, waiting. And watching. Intimidated and intrigued by the demons gesture.
