Even when the ink stopped dripping from the walls around the little miracle station, you still didn't leave. Your heart was pounding in your head and thoughts were buzzing around like crazy.
He spoke. Bendy could speak. It still sounded like he was gargling water, or rather, ink, but he could speak. He was SENTIENT. He had thoughts and emotions and-oh god, he knew who you were. You had realized that before, but only now did it fully begin to sink in. Taking a deep breath you wrenched the door of the station open, took a step outside and immediately regretted it as ink spilled over you like a baptism. It must have collected up on top of the miracle station while Bendy was looking for you. It hurt, burning your skin like boiling water, you could even see welts forming. You shrieked, struggling to get it off, but there was too much.
Too much.
You sat on the ground, hunched over and hugging yourself as tears streamed down your face. It hurt so bad. Yet it was beginning to fade from a searing, burning sensation into just a dull throb. Still, you sat there for a very long time, silently crying. When you did finally take a shaky breath and climb to your feet, you did your best to suck in the pain and noticed that...had things grown? You were relatively sure you were almost as tall as the little miracle station when you had gotten in, but now you were just tall enough to reach the doors handle. And since when were you in heels? You hadn't looked down yet, but you knew well enough what high heels felt like to know when you were wearing them. You lifted your shaking hands to your face and screamed again. Gloves. You had on white gloves, like Boris' or Bendy's. And you could see that your arms had turned black. Ink black. You spun around trying to get a better look at yourself, only to trip in the heels, landing on your butt with a thud. You wore a grew skirt. Just a Grey skirt, and you were certain you felt a flower sitting in your hair.
You were a toon.
You had turned into Wendy.
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So sorry for the long break between chapters. I had promised to post this one sooner, and I didn't mean t let you all down. It's just that most these chapters follow the game, and so to do them I need YouTube, which has now been banned from my work, so I can't update this as often as I would like. However I'm going to try and finish chapter three as soon as possible!
Anyway, this chapter was short but important! I can't totally copy the game forever, you know. The idea of Henry/the reader turning into a toon was first thought up by Squiggly diggs, who is a freaking amazing cartoonist and singer, if you haven't already checked her out, please do!
I'll see you all next time!
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Irreplaceable (BendyxReader)
FanficY/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.
