The Beast Made of Ink

Chapter 51: The Red

-Bendy's P.O.V.-

"What are you doing?" The demon asked as he watched you plop in a large number of dry beans into your water bottle. Screwing the cap back on, you then went to grab your other water bottle, unscrewing this ones cap as well and drinking a fourth of the liquid. You were both taking a break at the water fountain in the Heavenly Toys room, the two of you sitting a foot or so apart from one another, to Bendy's greatest yet unwanted pleasure.

"Re-hydrating and preparing for later. Thanks for the water and food by the way." You explained with a grateful smile, the entire conversation making the demons ink burn right along with his now gray face. To think she noticed... Back then, the demon was still so interested in her. Given, the demon is still interested in her, but he just can't seem to admit it as easily. She has gone back to being "the human", being indifferent to him in speech. Underneath all his hesitation, and cleared between his muddle of emotions and hesitation however, Bendy wanted her. His insaneness now wanted her. At least it seems like it does. But neither of Bendy's sane nor insane side can choose; Should they accept her?

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The splintering of wood echoed the hall. Bendy couldn't help the growl that escaped his breath as he felt yet another one of his "eyes" flick out.

He knew who it was. It was that damn Henry, walking around, acting like he owned the place as he axed Bendy's signs up. As irritated as he may be, in truth, the demon has become more... tolerant of the old mans habits over the years. In other timelines, Bendy would've chased him down with so much as seeing a single glance of his saggy form. However, the more resets which are given, the more Bendy is able to control himself. Thus, somehow, Bendy is able to resist his urge to skin that old animator/cartoonist alive. However, that does not stop his irritation, oh no.

The demon has learned just how fun it is to play Henry, it's such a good de-stressor. To hear his heartbeat through the miracle station as he watched the demon walk by, completely believing that just because he's in a fucking stall means that his little devil darlin' can't see him.

What? You thought that Bendy didn't know Henry would hide in the miracle stations? Only an idiot would fail to notice the large eye slot with E/C peepers looking through, or the closed toed shoes and socked ankles giving a peep-show from underneath.

The demon didn't notice the old mans placement right away, but when he was finally able to start thinking clearer, the realization of where Henry disappears to when Bendy is after him was almost instant.

Another clatter of the knowingly destroyed wood was all it took for the demon to finally snap. Low growl escaping his throat, Bendy drew forth an ink portal to go and hunt that old man down.

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In all honesty, Bendy would've accepted her a long time ago. In fact, the demon did accept her not that long ago. Finding out that Y/N was related to Henry however really made that acceptance go down the drain. After all, it didn't take a genius to figure out that Bendy hates Henry Stein, which just happens to be her Grunkle.

"You know, my Grunkle is actually the one that taught me how to cook beans." Bendy shot his head over at the girl, metaphorical eyes blown wide. Taking in her features, Bendy felt both hot yet cold by her expression. Her eyes were narrowed with this unexplainable emotion and her mouth had a genuine and tender smile. Seeing her happiness made the demon smile, but knowing that her happiness came from talking about Henry? Now that just pissed him off.

"Henry Stein"

Y/N's eyes widened into dinner-plates as her head shot up to meet Bendy's gaze, jaw slightly agape at the mention of her Grunkle's name. The demon didn't even realize that he said the mans name until Y/N spoke.

"You... Knew my Grunkle?"

Knew him? Oh, Bendy did more than just know him. With the combination of Joey, Sammy, and Henry, the demon ended up here, in this fucked up form called a cartoon! Who ever heard of a cartoon like him!? Hell, if it weren't for Henry coming in that day of the ritual and ruining everything, then Bendy wouldn't even be here looking like some... inky puddle!

"Knew? I hate that man."

In shock, the human stood up. "What!? Why!?"

Holding both of his arms out, Bendy referenced to the entire studio. "He's one of the three reasons why this place is as fucked as it is, sweet-cheeks." He hissed the last word out with venom, making Y/N's eyes narrow.

"Don't call me sweet-cheeks. And what do you mean one of the three reasons?"

"I mean, if it weren't for his dumb ass interrupting the ritual, then this studio? It wouldn't be like it is now. He ruined us!" Her eyes narrowed at this remark, arms crossing over her chest defensively as she spoke in Henry's defense.

"He would never purposefully harm anyone, so never accuse him of something like that ever again!"

Black went red, and before Bendy knew what he was doing, his gloved hand had wrapped around Y/N's throat.

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A/N: Guess who's sick again~!? Also, Jesus Bendy, really know how to bring it from a 1 to a 10, don't ya?