"Can I Get An Amen?" Sammendy Fanfic (ON HOLD)

It wouldn't hurt...

Bendy's point of view
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"Well... that sounds fun, actually." I stated.

Sammy looked up at me, grinning from ear to ear.

"Really!?" He asked.

I chuckled a bit at his cuteness and nodded.

Sammy looked at Boris for his response and he nodded as well.

"That's it, we're playing the game, then!" Sammy exclaimed, happiness filled my heart, seeing him so happy.

He looked so cute...

"Who goes first?" Sammy asked.

Boris pointed to him.

Sammy took a moment to gather his composure. At least, that's what it looked like he was doing.

He sighed. "Okay, uh, my lord truth or dare?" The smallest person on the planet- I mean Sammy questioned me.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh" I could see the two of them staring at me as pressure built up in me. "UHHHHHHH dare, I guess."

It wouldn't hurt...

Right?

"I dare you to wear your tutu for the rest of the game." Sammy dared, smile still on his face from earlier.

I didn't want to break his happy mood, so I just nodded with embarrassment and went to get my tutu.

I put it on, then started to walk back to the room we were playing the game in.

As I got closer I heard Sammy yelling. He sounded embarrassed. To me, he did.

I opened the door and saw Sammy with a red face and Boris had a lenny face.

"The hell happened in here..?" I asked.

They both looked at me.

Boris covered his mouth, probably to stop himself from laughing, and Sammy looked like he could die right then and there.

I walked in and say next to Sammy. "Um... Boris truth or dare?"

He put up 1 finger, meaning truth.

"Is it true that you ate all the bacon soup 2 weeks ago?"

Boris suddenly had a very guilty and nervous looking expression on his face.

He slowly nodded.

I got a little angry, but kept it in as I nodded. "Right... your turn."

Boris pointed to Sammy and put up 1 or 2.

"Umm... dare, I suppose." The smaller boy next to me responded.

Boris made an evil smirk.

Ooooooohhhhh god why...

He then pointed to me and Sammy then put his hands like they were kissing.

I could feel my face heating up. I looked to Sammy for his reaction.

He was looking up at me.

"Um..." I quickly kissed his forehead and looked at Boris. He was satisfied enough with that singular peck of affection I just gave to my sweet little prophet.

Sammy looked up to me, his face red as hecc.

"U-um... t-truth or dare, m-my l-lord...?" The cute little prophet stuttered.

"Truth." I put my arm on the couch arm and leaned my head on my hand, bouncing one leg over the other casually and (hopefully) coolly.

I saw Sam-Sam get all flustered by my position.

"D-do you... um... did you... ever.. uh... have a-a crush? Or a-a relationship w-with anyone?"

Wow, that was straight forward.

"Yes crush, never a relation ship." I answered back as straight forward as he did (minus the stuttering).

"R-really? Who's the crush?"

"Nope, that's two questions. Boris, truth or dare?" I straight up just dodged the bullet this man just shot at me. Clap it up, suckas.

Boris put up 1 finger, meaning truth, again.

"Have you ever had any feelings for anyone?" I asked.

The friendly wolf gave a shrug, shaking his head.

I nodded. My good friend pointed to my dude, Sammy. Boris did the same thing he did the first time to get his point across that he was asking truth or dare.

This time, Sammy-sam-sam-man said truth.

Boris asked (without speaking) what Sammy thought of me.

"Well... I like my lord. He's very nice most of the time, and he's kind and quite accepting. He's the best!" Sammy answered.

I blushed bashfully at his compliment towards me. "Awww, shucks, Sam.." I giggled. "You're too sweet."

"Just for you, my lord!" The inky humanoid beamed.

I blushed at his cuteness.

The man had put his hands up to his cheeks.

"Truth or dare, my lovely lord and savior?" Sammy asked.

I blushed as he said "lovely".

"Truth." I answered, looking at him lightly.

"Do you like boys?" He looked at me nervously, fiddling with his thumbs.

Again with the straight fowardness.

".... yes."

He was about to say something, but I interrupted by asking Boris truth or dare.

We continued asking questions and daring each other until Boris had to go do something.

It was just me and Sammy, now.

"Um..."

I looked to him, expecting him to say something.

He just looked back at me, nothing to say, it seemed.

My tail flicked impatiently.

The only thing the man did was stare up at me.

It seemed like hours before he finally asked something. (Although it was probably like 10 minutes).

"C-can I um... pet you?" He asked.

I blinked and tilted my head at him. "Eh??"

"Can I pet you? You seem a little like a cat to me..." he mumbled, face red and looking away.

I took a moment before finally lowering my head. "Sure. Just be careful with the horns, though."

Sammy beamed, thanking me continuously before placing his hand atop my head.

It felt a little strange, although, I must admit, I felt like this was right in some way or another.

As the inky human pet me, I began to silently purr, somehow.

Sammy didn't notice, at first, but as my purring got louder, he did.

He gasped. "Oh. My. Gosh. Are you purring????" I shrugged and nodded, meaning my head into his hand.

I heard him squeal as he continued petting me.

I blushed as I purred more. He was probably dying from me right now, as I could see by his red, excited looking face.

As he kept petting me, I got more and more relaxed. And I eventually... I yawned. Sammy kept petting.

As I snuggled up to my only source of warmth, I could feel him loosely wrap his arms around my body.

I feel safe here... in Sammy's arms, snuggled up to him. I slowly drifted off.

I was protected.

In the arms of...

My Sammy.