The girl that couldn't smile (Male Bendy × Abused Female Reader)

Chapter Two: The meeting

Bendy's POV:

"Well that sounds like a great idea!" I said to the girl, why isn't she showing any expression? Her eyes can show her emotions along with her voice, but not her face? This girl just peaks my interest more by the second, she is a very peculiar human.

Although that doesn't say much since I've only met Joey Drew my creator whom I've killed and eaten his soul because he killed my best friend Boris; Henry, The creator of my bestfriend Boris who I think I've accidently killed; and of course some of the staff before the studio closed.

However, this girl is different then the ones I've seen. Might as well give this human a chance unlike the others.

S-so.... You can talk huh? Well... do you even wanna be my friend? You have a choice now since you can talk and give your opinion." She asked the small plushie of yours truly. Of course my voice echoes throughout the room, therefore she only suspects that the plushie is talking. How cute and quaint.

"But of course! Why wouldn't I want to be friends as a girl pretty as you toots!" I tried to compliment her with my magnificent charm, but she gave me 'are you fucking kidding me' look which was something I was not expecting.

"First off, my name is not 'toots' it's (Y/n), and I am not pretty due to all these" she then roll up her long black sleeves of her baggy cotton jacket that revealed all the black bruises, fresh cuts, and purple sill healing scars I had on her shaking arms. Now that was surprising since she looks so normal on the outside of the jacket. At least I know her name now, but before I could finish my thoughts she said

"Second off, I am now happy that I have a friend in the world other than my little 7 year old sister, so thank you even though you are possessed or under control of an actual demon for it is the thought that counts. And third off..... I've always wanted to try this."
The girl named (Y/n) put her weird stick looking thing in her pack she puts on her back and pulled out paper and..... COLORED PENS! IS THIS THE WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN NOW?! IN FUCKING COLOR?!

I was so amazed by something so simple as a pen that I didn't realize (Y/n) was drawing me.

As (Y/n) was drawing, I slowly arose from the ink in my demon form. I have to admit, (Y/n) is better than Henry and Joey Drew combined.
However, I believe it's time to show myself to her. I want to see the fear in her eyes and watch her cowering under me like the little human she is.

Just as I am about to pounce, I'm knocked onto the floor by a sharp pain in my stomach. I look up to see (Y/n) standing over me with a death glare that could shoot daggers. (Y/n) pointed her bat directly at me wanting answers.

"Who are you and why were you behind me?"
(Y/n) asked with a sinister tone that even scared myself with eyes darker than the black ink around us. That's when I saw it, another person in her, there is two souls in that body of hers, separate yet the same..... (Y/n)...is a very peculiar girl in deed.

My already smiling grin, grinned bigger than it already was knowing this.
"AwWw, DoN't Be LiKe ThAt~ I tHoUgHt We WeRe FrIeNds~" I said with a sly demon tone.

Her gaze softens and goes back to her normal as she brings her bat away from my face and places it onto her right shoulder.

She extends her hand out to help me up. Offering assistance to a demon like myself, how amusing~.

Your POV:

Damn he scared the living daylights out me, so this is the 'Bendy the the dancing darling demon' in the fle-..er... I mean the living ink.

Personally, he is not that scary as I imagined, however others might have a different opinion about that. I'm guessing this is his actual demon form due to the cutouts looking nothing like this.
I felt bad for attacking him now so I offered my hand out to help him out. He takes my hand and stands up, first thing I notice is his whole leg is twisted another way. Poor guy must have trouble walking, however I need to explore this place.

"Okay, so your the 'Devil Darling' I watched as a kid huh? Taller than I expected though. Can you show me around because I plan on living here very soon so I need to know everything about this place." I said straight to the point not meaning to sound blunt as I did.

"Oh? Already wanting to live with me huh? We only just met and you're already that head over heels for me eh?" He said trying to sounds more normal like he did on the Television show, but that comment made me cringe though.

"Don't flatter yourself, the reason I came here is to find a new home for my sister and I. We need to get away from our father at all costs." I said as rudely as I could.

"Aw~ don't be like that~. Friends don't treat friends like that~" He said trying to be a little more 'friendly' than I wanted to hear.

I just roll my eyes, even though he had a point, I'm not so great when it comes to 'friends' since I only have Aliana.

"Well then... friend... can you show me around? I need to know the area before I start fixing up the place. Plus...."

I began to get a dishrag I had in my backpack from my lunch I carried with me earlier today. I dumped the crumbs in backpack that I will eventually dump out later, and went on my tippy toes to wipe away the extra ink he had on his face, then put the rag back in my backpack.
I finally saw his full face and see his eyes that were wide in shock.

"Why are you so shocked? It was making me a little irritated since it was in your face like it was hair, so you gonna show me around or what?" I said blankly.

He continued to stare at me in shock "Umm... thank you? Follow me then." He said questionably as he started limping to show me around. I felt so bad watching him like that. That's when we past a certain room he was trying to ignore.
There was a dead body in there! Dafuq?! Oh wait ....heh heh...it's a Halloween decoration.

"Bendy? Why is there a Halloween prop on the table?" I asked as he stopped at looked at me confused.

"What ...are you talking about?" He questioned as he looked at me, to the prop, back at me.

"That is.. a real body.... Of my Best friend Boris.... I would appreciate if you didn't make fun at his corpse." He said that last part as if he was pissed, yet very sad like going over a memory.

"What are you talking about? That's a Halloween decoration. You can tell by the spacing of the ribcage and how the body is strapped on the table."
I said in a know at all way that was probably very rude.

"So...That's not the... corpse of Boris the Wolf?" He said slowly going on his knees, the ink running down his face as if he was ....crying? Did he not know this was a fake corpse? OH SHIT! That means he has been mourning over his friend that he thought was dead! Poor guy...Toon.... Whatever he is......Fuuuccckkk I feel like an inconsiderate shithead right now.

I walk over to him to comfort him, but as he cries off the extra ink that is part of his demon form, he starts reverting to his lovable small cartoon version.

Well.... I am his friend, and probably ONLY friend as of the moment even tho we just met. I hug his small body tightly, I'm very unsure about this on so many levels.

"Umm...There there?"
I said as I hugged him, rubbing his smooth back with my left hand and holding his head close to my chest with my right hand, being VERY careful it's by my collarbone and not by my breast.