You'll Always Be My Angel (A Bendy X Alice Fanfiction)

Chapter 19. Damn hot.

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~1 month later, timeskip brought to you by two pints of Sam Adams~
Alice's POV:
Ink creatures don't take long to fall in love and get married, I learned that while talking to Joey. By now, an ink my age has a child. For some reason, this fact scared me. I've always known about inks with their fate lover and wasting no time, but what does that say about me?

For the past couple of weeks, I've been helping Sammy through his socially awkwardness. Yesterday I gave him a ballroom dance lesson, which I also forced Bendy to attend. What can I say? The best way to teach someone this sort of thing is to have a prime example.

Today, I'm not sure. Joey mentioning using the ink machine to give Boris some sheep, so I'm more than likely gonna be there and make sure he doesn't use the same piece over and over like a music box. If Boris is getting sheep, they're being unique.

I skipped to the ink machine and walked in on my little devil himself. I've heard of these things from a coworker, I think he's the one that makes my dresses, and I wanted to try it.

"Did it hurt?" I purred as I skid across the floor to my lover. He sighed quietly.
"Alice, you know I'm a demon, why are you using this line?" There was a slight smile, I know there was.
"Hey! You didn't let me finish!" I complained, pouting like a child. For good measure, I put my hands on my hips in the sassiest manner I could, and poked his cheek.
His expression showed that he was trying to keep a straight face, but that clearly wasn't working.
"Okay, okay, go on." He replied, looking down at me and giving direct eye contact.
"Did it hurt when you crawled out of hell?" I smiled and straightened my posture before continuing. "Cause you are damn hot!"

It looked like he needed a second to process what I just said. He chuckled lightly before facepalming and continuing to laugh. I held my head up high, proud of my work.

Soon enough Joey walked in, taking in the view of the devil darlin' hysterically laughing, and the angel with a stupid grin. I admit it, I'm far too happy with the results.

"Should I even ask?" Our creator said, cocking a brow at the sight. All I could do was shake my head and hug Bendy's arm.

"Well then, are you at least ready to help me with the sheep?" I nodded vigorously before sprinting up to the blank canvas. Joey laughed quietly to himself.

"Ah, who needs children when I have an Alice?" Bendy said as he hugged me by the waist, giving my shoulder a light nuzzle. Pray to God he means that as a joke.

"I'd actually like children, thank you very much." I replied, snickering at my own comment. At the moment, I was half tempted to boop his nose. When I couldn't resist the temptation anymore, which was 5 seconds by the way, I went ahead and did it. He went cross-eyed, which I found hilarious.

After exchanging quiet giggles, we worked in a comfortable silence. Drawing sheep, sending them through the machine, and listening to the bleating lambs, it was surprisingly nice. That is, until the sheep started trying to eat the parchment. We took this as a sign of enough.

"What on Earth is going- oh my alpha..." A familiar voice said. All three of us looked up for the source. Who we found was none other than our favorite wolf. He looked absolutely shocked.

(BorBor be shooketh ○w○)

"We made them just for you!" I proclaimed, jumping a bit as I did. The sheep took an immediate liking to him, and he had the appearance of a happy parent. If only...

"There's Carol, and Darrell, and Kathrine with Jupiter. Jazzy and Snazzy and Fluffles plus Sarah. Think there's enough?" Part of me was joking when I said this, but I genuinely thought there could be more to the flock.

"No need! No need. Thank you." He stated calmly before walking away. The sheep trailed just behind him, some of them jumping. After this point, I was tired.

I pulled on Bendy's sleeve, signalling for his attention. He looked over at me, and I could tell he was tired as well.

"Sleep?" I said dreamily, holding onto his hand. "Sleep." He smiled at me. It was such a gentle smile, one that I could wake up to every morning.

I held up my arms, similar to a toddler asking for uppies. To my surprise, he actually picked me up and held me on his hip. He carried me into bed, and we cuddled for awhile. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep that night.