Iplier and Septic Ego Oneshots

Doll House Shawn Flynn X Reader

(Y/N) POV)
I worked at Joey Drew Studios with my friend Shawn. We both were sent down to the basement to work on dolls of Boris, Alice and Bendy to increase popularity. We enjoyed this but something about the others seemed off. One day we were designing dolls when Joey stormed down into the Toy Factory. He held up a doll and we put down our tools and walked up to him.
"What do you call this?" He asked.
"A-A doll sir." I answer.
"Wrong (Y/N)! This is a mistake. The mouth is lopsided. Who made this?" He was infuriated. I knew Shawn made it; he never really got a good nights sleep and would often make the smiles on the Bendy's crooked.
"Umm...I-" Before he could fess up I stepped in front of him.
"I did sir, I was distracted and accidentally messed up the smile." Shawn gave me a look of horror as Joey gave a look of disappointment.
"I would like to speak with you privately (Y/N)." he growled. Shawn scampered off, leaving Joey and myself, alone in the Toy Factory. "I am very disappointed in you (Y/N), you know that you're-"
"On my last chance sir, I know. I'm sorry, I'm just trying to do my best. I don't even know why people would want a plushie or to even watch the show if Henry is gone, he was our start animator after all." I look to the floor.
"Its his fault that company is like this."
"In his defense sir, you nerves really gave him anything in return. You just took as he constantly gave. He kinda had a good reason to-" I was cut off as his hand made contact with my cheek. I stumbled back as I held my cheek with wide eyes.
"He never had a good reason to turn his back on me! I expect better work form you from now on (Y/N)." I nod hastily as he left. Instead of rushing back to my work station I rushed out to where Sammy worked. We were good friends. I knock on his door and he opens it.
"My goodness! What happened to your face?" He pulled me inside his room and locked the door. I told him many things. Things I didn't necessarily tell others.
"J-Joey...I took responsibility for an accident Shawn did on one of the dolls, Joey yelled at me and I told him about Henry...and-and..." I stopped as A tear fell own my bad cheek.
"Come on sweet cheeks, you did a good thing standing up to Joey. He's been nothin' but rotten to us. But if ya like Shawn, why not tell the fella?" He asked.
"I can't, I don't know how he'll respond. He's a nice gentlemen after all, but I just don't know." I answer, blush coming across my face. Yeah, I have a crush on Shawn.
"Well, you better tell him sweet cheeks, or I will." He smirked.
"You wouldn't dare." He smirks again and I can tell he's serious. "Alright, alright! Just don't do anything rash." I say. I give him a hug and head back down to he Toy Factory.
"There ya are (Y/N)! I thought you were gone!" Shawn says walking up to me, still covered in ink. I thought it was cute.
"I need to tell you something." I take a deep breath. "For a long time, I've always though that you were a nice person with a amazing personality. You always put your best into things and I like that about you. I guess what I'm trying to say is...I really, really like you." I smile, a warm blush forming on my cheeks. He turns a bright red and engulfs me into a hug.
"I'm so glad ya felt the same way (Y/N). I've always thought of you as a amazing person who never lets anyone feels sad. You are just...perfect." He hinged me and I smiled.
We would be together through everything, even if the characters jumped off the pages and became monsters, we'd still be together.

Hello my heroes and weirdos, my little devilish demons and I tried to make it sound like they wee in the 1920's. If it did not come out like that I apologize! Anyway, Author out!