Survival with a Dash of Romance (Bendy x Psychic! Female! Reader) [BATIM]

Chapter 8: McDonald's

Bendy counted the bills he accumulated with the speed of an expert tax collector. You were sipping some yakult while your toon friend was counting the money, as you two sat on the curb. His idea was to dance, act and/or sing in front of people for money, and surprisingly, it worked. Of course, they murmured about the fact that Bendy looked exactly like the Bendy in cartoons before, but you assured them he was just wearing a well-made costume. They actually believed you and never mentioned anything about Bendy's costume after that. You two gained a ton of money after the toon's various performances.

"Golly, look at all 'dis dough! We have enough fo' a few months at most!" Bendy exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment. You nodded, impressed with his talents. "Yeah! You're amazing, Bendy," you complimented, giving him a closed eye smile. His snow-white cheeks turned into a cute shade of grey, while he stared at you with his mouth slightly open, speechless. "Uh, hahaha, thanks, doll," he bashfully mumbled, looking away and scratching the back of his head.

After that, you two fell into an uncomfortable silence. Oh my god, why did I say that? Ugh, I made him feel weird! And now I feel weird! Why didn't I just not compliment him?? Fuck!!You panicked in your mind, feeling your cheeks burn a little from the awkward yet intimate moment. Both of you weren't looking at each other out of embarrassment like the emotional cowards you two were; you, who can't handle any romantic situations that involves yourself, and Bendy, who is beginning to like you.

You finally mustered up the courage to look him in the eye and talk to him. "Hey, Bendy," you started, as your hands became clammy. He hesitantly turned his head to look at you, his cheeks still tinted grey. "Yeah...?"

"Aren't you gonna drink your juice?" You asked, eyeing the yellow juice box that's sitting beside the toon.

He looked at it, as well, and stammered, "O-oh, yeah. Yeah, I'll drink it lata'."

The uncomfortable silence came back, making you frown, cross your arms and tap your foot consecutively. You were trying to think up of a plan that will shoo this silence away. You could elevate something. Maybe another trash can? Damn, what's up with you and trash cans? Maybe a dog? Nah. Maybe his juice box? You looked at the juice box and lifted a finger, making sure Bendy doesn't notice. The juice box slowly raised up, and it floated right in front of the little demon's face, causing him to glance at it then fully looking at it in puzzlement. He turned to you with annoyed half-lidded eyes. "Since I know about yer power, I know 'dis is yer doin'. I ain't stupid, ya know," he grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"I know that, dummy," you laughed, as Bendy glared at you because of you called him a dummy when he said he wasn't stupid. "I just wanted to talk to you, dude. I don't like this uncomfortable silence between us." When you said you wanted to talk to him, he blushed again, but when you called him 'dude', he thought in bewilderment, Dames can call us guys 'dudes' nowadays? Geez Louise, 'dis time period is outta 'dis world! "I don't like 'dis uneasy silence either, toots. How 'bout we just forget what happened a few seconds ago?" Bendy suggested with a lopsided grin, holding out his hand for a handshake. "Do we got a deal?"

Hell yeah!! I mean, I won't be able to forget it literally, but HELL YEAH ARE WE GOING TO PRETEND LIKE THAT NEVER HAPPENED! You offered a small smile and took his gloved hand in yours, shaking it. "Yeah, we got a deal." He gave you one more smile and turned his attention to his juice box, picking it up and removing the straw from the back. After peeling of tiny plastic bag that held the straw in its embrace, he punctured the supposed area for the straw on the juice box's top, taking a sip. "'Dis is mango, right? It's tasty as hell!" He chirped, looking very content with his juice.

When he said that, you couldn't help but think about how his cartoon world was like. He didn't even know what mango was. Maybe Henry never drew a mango in a Bendy episode? That might be the reason. Going deeper with your thoughts, you theorized the toons couldn't taste anything in their cartoon world, due to lack of color. You didn't know if it was right, and you couldn't ask Bendy since he has no memories of the cartoon world, but it was a nice theory, in your opinion. A GAME THEORY—