Chapter 3 - Conversation

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"So, how did you meet these people? They don't anything like you." Mickey asked. Bendy looked down at his feet. Sure, he is comfortable with telling him that story, he just didn't like looking at the past so much. "Okay, I guess you could say that my original family didn't like me too much..."

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Bendy was on his first hunt. He was excited for this moment. Who isn't excited for most events that they do for the first time. He was pretty unique. He planned ahead, unlike the rest of his family that would attack without thinking about anything. He made a stupid mistake by following one of the steps in his plan. He forgot about his weakness to sunlight, and he got burned. Who knew one of those burns would be permanent? He leaned against against a tree while gripping his arm in pain. When he returned, he gained some more scars, but his parents don't give a damn about the good things. "Bendy, that was stupid. Didn't we teach you anything?" "Yeah you little bastard. You screwed up. You won't get anywhere in life. You'll STARVE to death." "Hah. Good luck in the future you bitch." These comments scarred him. So on his second hunt, he escaped. He ran into a witch and a werewolf, who he then learned were known as Alice and Boris. The two welcomed him with open arms. So he lived he lived with them ever since.
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"Aw, that's so sad... you don't mind if I go home now? I think I spent too much of your time." Mickey asked, looking at Bendy's crimson eyes. It took Bendy some time to make a decision. He answered, "Go." Then the mouse began walking to the exit. When he left, Alice appeared leaning against the door frame of one of the many rooms. "You never let people leave this place without killing them. However, you let this one go. What's wrong? Are you developing feelings for that mouse?" Alice asked with a smile. Bendy replied, "I don't really know Alice. On one side, I'm thirsty for his blood, but on the other, I just... I don't want him to die or hell, even get injured."

"Then look after him. Just, by hiding."

(Dammit shorter than I wanted...)

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