Hey ya'll, it's ya doll, Raggy here. Welcome to another episode of "Why you should never have a typo in your comments for the book"
Because Kate and I spent about 4 hours last night making a monster from hell that nobody should have to be punished to see. So, here we go~!
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*New Years day, everyone is pretty drunk and such. Even little Allison and Alice.*
*Everyone is so drunk, they even convinced Henry to play Twister.*
Susie: Left hand green!
Bendy: I got this one! Boris move, that one is mine.
Boris: It's closer to me!
Bendy: If you take that spot you'll get a face full of Alice's ass.
Alice: Come again?
Boris: Is that a bad thing?
Bendy: Yeah because my face is already here.
Alice: Should I move?
Susie: Right hand blue!
Henry: I got it. *Reaches for a blue dot, falling over and gets a face full of Allison tit.*
Allison: Oh dear...! *Is currently in a crab walking position so she can't really do much about it.*
Henry: Damn your tits are firm.
Allison: Thanks I work out a lot.
Henry: Didn't know you could grow muscle in tits.
Allison: Yeah neither did I.
Tom: *Growling at Henry silently.*
Allison: Tom what's up with you?
Henry: Oh sorry am I too close to your girlfriend or something?
Tom: ... *Gets grey in the face and turns his head away. Not that this view is any better, being wedged between Alice's arm and Norman's calf.*
Susie: Left foot blue!
Henry: I don't know if I can reach that one.
Allison: Hold on I'll move back a little. *Leans backwards, but falls over and everyone collapses into a giant flesh and ink pile.*
Bendy: Dammit Allison!
Allison: Sorry!
Sammy: If anything, apologize to me, I'm the one pinned under Toms robot arm. If I move the metal might cut off my penis.
Boris: Ouch.
Henry: Man you guys are all mixed together. Thank god I am not made of Ink.
Allison: Henry I will admit, for months I've wondered what that scent is on your clothes. Least I finally got a close up of the scent.
Henry: Oh yeah, it's just the soap I use to wash-
Alice: Can I get up now?
Bendy: Don't worry guys I got this. *Holds his breath and pushes.*
Boris: ...Please don't shit on my neck.
Bendy: *Grows into his beast form and everyone rockets out from the pile, thus, freeing them.*
*Everyone sits up sorely and watch Bendy leave the leftover pile of ink and hair.*
Boris: Welp that twister blanket is ruined forever.
Allison: Guys the puddle is moving...
Alice: Is someone still in there?
Bendy: Well let's see. *He walks over to the puddle and reaches in.* I think it's Norman.
Norman: *Confused beeping noises*
Susie: No he's right here.
Bendy: ... *Pulls the figure out from the puddle.*
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*Everyone screams*
Sammy: Can I kill it?!
Allison: No I wanna kill it!
Susie: There's gotta be at least one usable part inside it I could have.
Henry: I don't care who kills it, just somebody kill it.
Boris: Does it have a backwards foot?
Bendy: Let's kill it tog-
Allison: *Goes to stab it.*
Alice: NO! WE CAN'T KILL A BABY!
Susie: What else we going to do with it?
Alice: We all made it, we have to...
Henry: To... what Alice?
Alice: ...Raise it. It didn't choose to be born, we need to be adults about this.
Monster: DADDIES!
Alice: ... See it can already talk!
Henry: I am not this things daddy.
Allison: Alice we have to let it go.
Alice: I'LL DIE FIRST THEN!
Sammy: Okay
Susie: Sammy don't you fucking dare.
Bendy: *Starts to grow a third arm.* Alice Let it go.
Alice: What's up with your arm?
Henry: *Hair turns green* Alice I think you're drinking too much.
Alice: *Squeals and steps away from everyone.* What's happening???
Monster: Alice!!! *Starts moving towards her.* ALICE!!!
Alice: *Screams bloody murder.*
Bendy: ALICE WAKE THE FUCK UP!
Alice: *Screams again and looks around. She's laying in a pile of old blankets and plush toys.*
Bendy: You drank too much and passed out... I brought you over here to rest. Do you remember anything love?
Alice: *Sweating bullets.* ...No... Were we playing twister by any chance?
Bendy: ...No, you should rest more sweetie. I'll make you some coffee. That'll help your hangover. *Kisses her forehead and leaves.*
Alice: ... Last time I drink what Boris is drinking.
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Moral of the story: There is a strong difference between "Kiss" and "Kid"
Took the opportunity with the typo and ran with it.
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Ask Batim! (Book 2)
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