(batim x disney)Keep Smiling ((OLD/ BEING REMADE))

Up Close With It (5)

Bendy looked Mickey up and down. "Can you walk?" He mentally scolded himself. "Of course you can't... C'mere, Lover boy..."

Mickey blushed. "W-what are you...?"

Bendy smirked, and picked him like a baby. "Light as a cloud..." He laughed. Mickey couldn't help but notice that laugh... That sweet, sweet laugh? Was it possible that it belonged to the person who was just as depressed as someone who had lost something dear?

Bendy looked around, thinking.
"Machine... Maybe...? Mickey!"

"Yes?" He squeaked.

"What are you made of? Would you be toxic to ink?"

*Insert Frisk face, and anime sweat drop* -_-,

"I mean... I d-don't think it smells that good to be honest... Uh- Bendy?"

The demon had sniffed the air.
"I'm guessing you are led? Well... To be honest... I think you're soul has layers now."

"What does that mean?"

Bendy didn't respond for a moment. "I'm going to do something that may feel... Uncomfortable. It's just a theory... There must be some way I could..." He didn't finish his sentence, which left Mickey's mind to go off like a rocket.

"Oh God... Are you going to touch my soul?! Can demon's do that?"

Bendy chuckled. "Oh, gosh... Something like that... But only if you would like to be my willing subject~" he smirked, obviously joking.

Wait.

WELL THIS SOUNDS PERVERTED.
#When things get awkward...

"I trust you."

Bendy wiggled his brow like. "You sure?"

Mickey smiled weakly, purposefully ignoring him. "While you think and all, can I... Close my eyes...?"

"...You'll probably need it. Go ahead."

Mickey, while in the demons' arms, tucked his head where Bendy's neck would be.

"Thank you..." He murmured.

"Any day."

So now, he was left to think... But all his kind would let him think was,

"You cost his soul."

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