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It's another fine day at joey's and henry's studio, bendy the ink demon was pacing around the place, humming a song he sang in one of his recent chapters, he goes around searching for someone to just hang out with, because he was fairly bored and henry used to hang with bendy in his free time but one day he just didn't have time, he never had time anymore. Henry worked under the studio where he had a secret room to work in, no one knew what was there, not even Joey.

Bendy never wondered why henry stopped playing with him, he just thought he would be busy for a while and maybe go back like the old times one day; he snaps out of his thoughts when he hears Joey's and henry's voice in the distance. Bendy smiles widely and goes to where the voices came from, maybe he could help Joey and henry... he peeks through the entrance of the room to see Joey drawing, trying to ignore his partner as henry argues with him about a 'Ink machine'. Bendy hensitates, maybe it wasn't the right time...

He steps back and to his luck he bumbs into one of the wood bendy, it falls hitting the floor with a dry 'Thud' along the sound of wood breaking, the argument ceased and a very awful quiet ambiend builded up as bendy panicked, he didn't mean to break it. Bendy could hear steps to the doorway and before Bendy could think of what to do, he found himself infront of Joey, he smiles and sighs, kneeling down to the devils' size.

-oh bendy, what happened?- he asks as bendy looks at Joey, he fiddles with his fingers slightly nerveous

-well, I wanted to hang out with someone but when I heard you I took a peek inside- he paused looking over at henry who came to see who Joey was talking too.

-but you guys seemed busy so I steped back and bumped into one of uh...these- he explains motioning with his hand to the broken wooden bendy.

Joey chukled to pat bendy's head and carry him in his arms, bendy holds onto Joey's shoulder unsure of what would happen about him and the wroken wood bendy...

-it's fine buddy- Joey smiled -we don't even use those- Joey adds as henry crosses his arms huffing, he looked offended.

-oh, please henry- Joey frowns still holding the little demon, bendy's eyes narrowed toward henry as he leans against joey feeling quite comfortable

-I worked hard on those!- Henry snaps as he looks over at the broken wood -but it's true we don't use them anymore...- he sighs rubbing the back of his neck

-I guess it's fine...just be careful next time, ok?- Henry says patting bendy's head to assure the small ink demon he wasn't mad, bendy felt relieved

-aye sir!- bendy says playfully, bringing his right hand to his forehead, holding firmly with his left hand onto Joey's shoulder as Joey and henry chukled

-can we all hang out?- bendy asked hopeful as he leans against Joey again

-I'm sorry bendy- henry said smiling sadly -I've got to finish some work- he said to leave without another word, bendy looked to henry as he leaved as his smiled falls down

-it's ok bendy, you can play with him some time later- Joey told as he places bendy back onto his feet

-He just never has time tho...- bendy sighs and Joey took bendy's hand walking inside his studio

-I'm sure he will be free soon, for now how about you help me?- Joey proposed as he lets go of bendy to hand him a blank sheet of paper, Bendy smiles again looking at the paper

-alright!- he looks at Joey taking some ink from himself to draw, after all he was made of ink

They passed the rest of the day toguether, chatting and drawing in Joey's studio until it was time to Joey and henry to go home, it was around 9pm when Joey started to save his stuff.

-hey Joey look at this!- bendy says as he runs over Joey showing a messy but understandable drawing with Joey, henry, boris, alice and bendy holding hands and in the top left written "my family" and in the bottom right was written "Bendy"

-ah, that's very good bendy- Joey smiled picking up the drawing and place it in a small blackboard with all of bendy's drawings -up the collection it goes!-

Bendy smiles proud of himself, even if his drawing was messy he still liked it and felt like some great artist that just made a master piece of art, he looks at Joey noticing how he was taking his stuff, ready to go home.

-aww, do you really have to go?- Bendy asks following Joey around

-yeah- Joey looked over the smaller boy -I'll be back tomorrow morning, as always- he promised

-but I don't want you to go!- bendy whines hugging Joey's left leg, Joey chukled

-you gotta go to bed soon too- Joey told to take bendy and carry him to where his room was, Boris slept there too

-hey Joey, are you leaving?- boris asks smiling and greeting the artist

-yeah, I'll just put this little demon to sleep- Joey teased placing bendy on his bed treating him as a baby

-noo, stoop!- bendy whines again, not happy about being treated like a baby, boris chukled at bendy's childish actitude

-now you go to sleep~!- Joey says petting Bendy's head, the dancing demon couldn't help but yawn and nuzzle his bed covers tiredly

-I don't wanna go to sleep yet- Bendy pouts as he yawns again

-I know- Joey smiles -c'mon, try to sleep- the artist adds giving bendy a teddy bear, bendy holds onto it blushing in embarrassment as he knew boris was watching

-awe, that's so cute- boris whispers in awe

Bendy rubs his eye and sighs, yawning once more before slowly falling asleep and to nuzzle the teddy bear, boris smiled through the whole thing, finally Joey smiled and turned to see boris.

-see ya tomorrow boris and good night- Joey says as a goodbye, leaving in the process

-good night Joey- boris yawns getting himseld ready to go sleep, covering himself and falling sleep after a long while

The night seemed peaceful, there was no sounds at all except for the sounds of crickets and the soft breathing of the gang who slept pacefully through the night but a small creak broke the peaceful moment there was, a men steps out of a trap door inside his studio, he looked tired but still picked up a few things around his studio to go back underground and after a long time to come back out, he picked up his bag and stuff and finally headed home around 2am.

Tomorrow was gonna be another day

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