Errand girl.
That word left a sour taste in your mouth, and you set the recorder down once it had finished playing. That's all anyone ever saw you as, a damn errand girl. No, you reminded yourself. Now wasn't the time for seething and silently cursing Joey. You were in danger. You and Henry were in danger, and you needed to get out. You turned away from the recorder and continued on your search for these 'sacrifices' or whatever, trying every door you came across. Locked. Then you reached yet another projector room, though this one you remembered. All the completed episodes would be shown to the staff there before being aired on television, that way if anyone had any problems, they could be discussed. At least, that's how things were at first, but as time went on, Joey began to ignore or even lash out at employees who didn't like the finished product. Soon nobody bothered to object to anything out of fear of Joey Drew, no matter how strange and twisted their cartoons slowly became.
You left that room to continue on with your strange little scavenger hunt, checking in with Henry every now and then. While passing one door, a light or, something switched on, loudly. While you couldn't see it, you could hear it, and it scared the jitterbugs right out of you. Hesitantly you opened the door to find..nothing. Just a shelf and an old radio, which you flipped on, just out of curiosity. Much to your surprise, it worked, playing an old tune from the show. Who woulda thought..the music calmed your nerves a little, so you left it on as you turned away from the door, walking down another hallway. This building was like a god damn maze. Somehow, this led you back to the Dreams come true room, and as you exited that, you saw an old chair sitting in the corner. You were pretty sure that hadn't been there before--oh! "There you are, you little devil!" You snatched your plush off the chair and hugged it to your chest, giggling as it squeaked. Despite all the ink in this place, it still managed to remain clean somehow, which made you question if someone had been taking care of it all this time. After mulling it over, you decided that that didn't matter. You had your plush back, and with any luck you could use it to escape this awful place. With a smile on your face, you put the plush in your shirt pocket and began to walk through the halls once again. But your slightly better mood couldn't chase away the feeling you had that you were being watched.
Bendy was watching you.
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sorry for the short chapter! I'm currently writing on mobile, and I'm about to leave to go celebrate my birthday! But you should expect another chapter to be up tonight!
I want to thank everyone for their comments and views. I never ever write stories in this sort of format and narration, so it's been a bit of a challenge, and I'm glad to see so many of you like it. I'll continue to do my best with this, and I'm honored it's become my second most popular fic. Lots of love
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Irreplaceable (BendyxReader)
FanfictionY/N once worked as a voice actress for an old cartoon, however that was cut insanely short when she was suddenly replaced. Now, 30 years later she returns to the abandoned studio for something she left behind.
