-Physical Alice's P.O.V.-
Y/N had just left down the elevator to begin her first task; gathering the Angel some (un)needed spare parts. Considering who her Grunkle (honestly, what a distasteful way for saying Great-Uncle ) was, Alice Angel had decided that she should send her on the same missions that she did her family member. So, she gave Y/N the same wrench that she gave the mortals Great-Uncle all those years back, and had sent her off.
The Angel plans on Y/N doing all the same errands that Henry did, the start of a family tradition of sorts if you will. At least if those missions are still capable of being embarked on that is. Last the Angel had checked, all the gears are in place, there's plenty of filthy ink beings to suck dry, the valves have had their ink evaporated over the years, and Alice could probably gather up a few of that disgusting ink demon's cut-outs for the girl to chop. The Projectionist is dead, but that doesn't mean that the Angel can't craft something as equally as fun as the ex Norman Polk was.
Boy was Alice gonna have fun with Y/N. And in the end, she'll die either way!
Just as Alice Angel had begun to walk off to prepare her little game, on the other side of the screen, the angel watched as the wooden walls were suddenly covered in semi-clear ink splatters, making the raven stumble onto her rump in surprise. And, to her horror, a wish-to-be-forgotten 8 foot monster made of ink now stood in the very spot that Y/N had only 10 or so minutes prior.
"What are you doing, Alice?" The creature hissed, making the Angel's features scrunch up in disgust at the impurity which is placed before her.
"I could ask you the same thing. Last I checked, I told you to never come near me, BENDY." She hissed his name back as she stood herself up, leaning against the furthest wall as she talked with the demon through the glass. The ink being's grin seemed to falter ever so slightly, only for it to be brought back up into the classic Bendy-grin shape.
"I was... Curious about what you did to Y/N." He spoke in his familiar crackly baritone voice.
"Curious?"
"Yes... Also, I just wanted to come here to warn you that... if anything happens to that human-"
At the metaphorical speed of light, the demon teleported himself a millimeter away from the glass, making Alice jolt her body straight-up in surprise as he stared into her single orb with his slightly revealed left pie.
"I WILL KILL YOU."
Alice Angel has known the demon for... quite some time, one could say, and in all the time that the Angel has known the Demon, not once has he ever told her not to kill anybody. Well, anybody beyond himself at least. So, for the demon, the ruler, the practical GOD and KING of this place, to come in and tell her specifically to NOT kill Y/N... Naturally, the Angel was quite confused.
"Why?" Alice questioned.
Bendy's sole semi-visible eye looked off to his left, his ink growing slightly warm and runnier as he began to justify himself. "She's... Unique." Bendy explained as he wandered around the room.
With a smile upon her lips, Alice couldn't help but scoff. "Unique? Many things are unique here, but not once have you ever come to me to tell me not to mess with them. What's different with Y-?"
"DO NOT SAY HER NAME." The demon cut the angel off with a glare and an equally as terrifying growl, "Your sinful lips have no right to say her name."
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The Beast Made of Ink
Fanfiction(This is a Bendy x Reader fanfic) Your Great-Uncle Henry Stein passed away a little over a year ago, leaving behind all of his belongings for you, including a mysterious key to a storage facility. Finding yourself at a complete mental loss after so...
