Survive until sunrise

Prologue

It was long after midnight and what previously was just a fun party in a cottage has now turned into a bunch of old teens and young adults wandering around the house, drunk. Some more, some less, but only two egos were relatively sober. The first one being Robbie, who simply wasn't allowed to drink, and second of all was Shawn. Despite how much Flynn wanted to be blacked out drunk with the others, he took it upon himself to make sure that his most childish friend was safe. And so, they were sitting in the movie room, watching old cartoons as the others were roaming around and doing whatever drunk people do.

Two egos were so drunk that they fell asleep with their heads on the table already. Anti and Jackie, of course. The two always would test who can drink more and just as Jackie's final attempts would result in him passing out, Anti finally remembered that his own body was reacting slower to the alcohol, but soon the effect would kick in with normal strength. And so, after a couple of minutes his head would be resting right by Jackie's one, none of them responsive.

And the others? They were fooling around, some pranking each other, some playing games, and Jacques was making out with Henrik in the background, though they hardly understood each other with their slurred accents. Things were mostly quiet, though, so no one complained. The drunken state of mind even helped some of the shyer egos to relax and have fun with the others. The greatest examples of this behavior were most likely Jameson and Bing, they both were in a silly mood and the only issue was that almost everyone struggled to understand the mute's signing while intoxicated. Nobody minded, though, they thought about it as if it was a game, who can guess faster.

"I'll go make sure that everything is fine, okay?" Shawn said suddenly, getting out of his seat. Robbie nodded and watched his guardian leave the room. Not long after, though, he decided that he wanted to go and make sure that others were fine too! And so, he grabbed the Bendy plushie Shawn gave him sometime earlier and walked off to look for him.

Shawn didn't even want to bother seeing most of the egos and their drunken shenanigans, so after glancing into the room they were all in and noticing most of them still alive, he went to check on Anti and Jackie. Seeing them passed out didn't surprise him too much, but he still went out of his way to get two blankets for them. It was early February after all, they could get cold pretty easily. He didn't move them from their table though, he hoped that maybe they'd finally learn to drink more responsibly if he didn't.

***

Robbie walked into the room with the other egos and looked around. They were all too busy to notice him. Bing and Chase were trying to figure out JJ's signing, Marvin was doing his nails to relax, and Henrik was half-asleep on the sofa with Jacques leaning on him and slurring something in French. Not knowing where Shawn was, he walked over to the next person he trusted the most. To Henrik. He gently pulled on the man's sleeve.

"...Hen?" he asked. The German looked at him and tried to sit up.

"Yes...?" he slurred drunkenly.

"...Can you help me find Shawn?" Robbie asked. Henrik nodded and moved a bit to get up, but Jacques pushed him back down gently.

"Non. He's busy," the French man answered.

"But..." Robbie muttered. He was getting worried, so he held his plushie closer. And at that exact moment, in Jacques' drunken mind an idea appeared, and without hesitation, he grabbed the plushie and took it away. "Hey! That's my Bendy...!" Robbie gasped, reaching for the plushie.

"And that's mine petit ami!" Jacques answered, throwing the plushie towards JJ. The mute caught it somehow and looked down at it, confused.

"Here! Jamie! Throw it here!" Chase immediately shot up, stumbling back to give him more space. And soon enough, the Bendy toy was in his hands. He giggled as Robbie tried to walk over to him. "Bing! Catch!"