Little ink heart (bendy x Alice angel)

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plz forgive me people, and thank you for waiting for me🖤🖤🖤

bendy's POV :

as i walk towards the flickering, dim lighted- hallways, i thought of the possibilities of what happened to dear alice....
"did she get kidnapped?"
"is she just playing with us?"
"is........is she already.... dead??"

i shivered at my last thought. 'why would i even think that?! i know shes alive, somewhere.' i just hope i find her before something happends to my dear alice...

i honestly didnt know how many floors we hade here in the studio. i mean, yes i know that this place was gigantic, but, i didn't expect it to be HUMONGOUS!! like,who the hell had the time to make this place?! oh yeah.... joey. talking about the shitbag, i passed by a recording of him stating that 'oh believing can make you rich and powerful ' blahblahblah BULLSHIT. cause if that was the case, NONE of this ballohoo would have happened. we would be a happy family, but thats not the fucking life we're living, now are we?

oh well, thats what we should expect from some pathetic people. they leave behind the ones they used to love, and leave them to rot, in the game we call life.

anywhooo, while passing by corridors, i saw an old, slightly decade, poster of what was ' the butcher gang' . 3 characters by the names; Charley (is a nearly bald, anthropomorphic chimpanzee with large ears, a black nose, a black beard and sideburns.) barley (appears to be a cross between a pirate and a sailor with a white beard) and Edgar is a spider-like creature with large lips, small ears, and a pair of pointed fangs. creepy...

though i do remember tht i was involved in some of their episodes, or they were involved im MY episodes, anyway, thats not the point. It was all fine and dandy untill i got a little too close to the poster.

thats when one of them
POPPED OUT OF THE FUCKING POSTER!!!

i squealed like a little 3 year old child, and started running like hell. making twist and turns to try and confuse the lil rusted, oily shit, but that wasnt working so well since... oh well lets just say that he has GREAT athletic skills. cause that fucker was right behind me.
i almost fated, but i didnt, since i grabbed a rusted old pipe from the floor with my long noddle limbs (they do come in handy) and just knocked him out in one, strong hit. he wen flying, and once he landed, he was just a pile of ink left there to sit. my legs  gave up on me and left me fell on knee-floor. exhausted i was jaut there, catching my breath to continue my search for alice.

here we go again.......

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um

hi

SO SORRYYYYY!!!!
and. i love u all ❤️❤️😍😍😍😍

from;
the talking potatooo 👌👌🥔🥔