Babtqftim One Shots

Insanity (Bendystraw)

Random? Maybe a little fluffy in a twisted way... depends how you view fluff XD

This was requested by ThisIsLonne on Dec. 28 2019

Insane Bendy X Cuphead

"Oh cuppy!" Bendy called out from the doorway. "I saw you run in here." He pushed aside the door and it slammed against the wall. "You don't really think you are that slick do you?" Bendy flipped on the light and looked around the room. "What happened to being all tough Hm? Can't protect the wolfie bow can you." He kicked the sofa and it clambered against the wall. "Not there. Damn."

Cuphead held his breath from the hallway closet. He wasn't sure how he had managed to trick the demon into thinking he was in the living room, but he wasn't about to complain. He flinched slightly when he heard the sofa slam against the wall. Boris wasn't joking about his brother going crazy.

"Oh cuppy!" Bendy called out again before picking up the recliner and throwing it against the wall. The large piece of furniture banged against the wooden wall with a deafening tone. "Not here either." He growled and glanced around the room. There were still a couch, another chair, and a table. "This is so much easier with Boris." He hated that he couldn't sense where the hide was. "But I'll find you." He chuckled with a grin.

Cuphead pressed his hand against the closet door and lowered his head. He wasn't doing any good in this place. He had to lead Bendy away from the house. Mug and Boris were still upstairs. He knew the wolf was hurt pretty bad. If he didn't come out and play the game, Bendy might lose interest and go to bug them. He pushed the closet open and rushed to the kitchen. He knew he could slip threw the dinning room and to the backyard this way.

Bendy perked up at the sound and immediately went to chase after it. "Foolish!" He screamed loudly while running through the rooms. He punched and kicked the table and chairs away along with any other piece of furniture in his way. Black thick ink traced whatever he touched. It stains the fabrics and embedded itself into the wood.

Cup slipped past the doorway and skidded to the back door that led outside he launched himself towards the door, but subconsciously knew he didn't have time to open it. He was correct, for the moment his hand touch the knob Bendy tackled him to the ground.

Cuphead laid pined under Bendy. His eyes danced around in an attempt to find a way out. He hated that Bendy was so strong. He couldn't move and inch away from the now taller male. This form was no longer the one he knew on the quest. This wasn't Bendy. Boris was right.

"No where to run this time Cuppy." Bendy leaned down and grinned widely. "Oh how the tables have turned. Yet when I'm the bad guy it's suddenly a problem." Bendy tightened his grip on Cup's wrists. "Oh well." He chuckled which caused small drops of ink to drop down his chin and onto Cup's shirt.

Cup squirmed in an attempt to get away. He had no want to make small talk with this monster. He wasn't giving it a moment of his time. He glanced over at his hand and realized he had to. He didn't want to, but he had to. He had to wait for the perfect moment.

"You know I would have done this sooner if I had known where you lived." Bendy dug his claws into Cup's wrists. "Your stupid brother lead me right to you. Idiot with a big heart just like Boris. Worthless pieces of shit." He leaned in closer to Cuphead. "You know you don't seem to mind this very much. I expected more of a reaction." He growled lowly. "I wanted more reaction." He shook his head, splattering ink across the kitchen floor. "Oh well. I can work with this."

Bendy shifted to press his knee against Cuphead's wrist. He took the moment to wipe a handful of ink off his face. "This stuff is wonderful you know." He grinned and looked at Cup who was still trying to get his hand in the right position to shoot. "You'd like it." He placed the glob on Cups chest and attempted to pry the males mouth open. "Come on you bastard."

Cup refused to open his mouth. There was no way in hell he was letting this demon put any kind of ink in his mouth. He turned his wrist to aim at Bendy, but it still wasn't enough to hit the demon. He just needed a little leeway and he'd have the demons chest in shooting range.

"Have it your way." Bendy put a small glob of the ink in his mouth and acted like he swallowed it. He took Cups wrists in his hands again and leaned over the male. "I'm suprised you are for the most part cooperative. Helpful." Bendy leaned down and pressed his lips to Cuphead's.

Cuphead pulled away and turned his head, trying everything to get away. How was Bendy able to hold his head to the ground like this? He had no limbs on his head, yet Cup couldn't get free.

Bendy growled in annoyance. Why couldn't Cup just accept his defeat and let him move on to the others. He still had work to do. He resorted to more harsh measures. Swiftly he kneed up into Cups groin.

Cup's mouth slipped open just enough for the blob of ink Bendy had to slip into his mouth along with Bendy's tongue. Cup's eyes widened, and without thinking he bit down roughly on the intruder in his mouth.

Bendy hissed out in pain and pulled away quickly. His hand pulled up to touch his tongue that was now half cut off and dangling out of his mouth. "How dare you!" He screamed loud enough to break the glasses in the kitchen. Glass flung everywhere.

Cup quickly took the moment to shoot now that his hand was free. The blue bullet went right through the monster. Ink and some traces of red blood splattered across the ground then started spewing from the hole in Bendy's chest.

Bendy got up quickly, almost quick enough for Cup to miss it in a blink. He screamed out in frustration and backed up holding the hole. "You'll regret this!" He screamed.

Cuphead rapidly moved away in a backward crawl. Ink leaked out of his mouth and down his chin. The black goop tasted horrible. He aimed his hand again and shot the demon in the shoulder.

Bendy shuddered as the bullet hit his arm and took out a chunk of ink. The same liquid poured from the new wound. "I'm done with you!" He lifted his hand and used whatever power he had left to throw the dinning room table across the room at Cup.

Cup was hit straight in the head and knocked back against the stove with a clunk. He was dazed for a moemnt, but he was determined not to fall to unconsciousness. He tossed the table off of him easily. The room was now empty. He scurried to his feet and looked around. He got away. A trail of blood and ink showed where he had escaped out the back door. "Fuck." Cup lifted his hand up to his mouth and wiped away the ink. He hadn't killed him, but he bought them time.

"Mug!" Cup yelled, suddenly remembering about his brother and his brothers lover. He steadied himself and maneuvered around the messed up house. He had to go check on them.

P.s. this is basically a scene taken out of my book Dangerous. It is what would have been in the book if I had made the book third person and not first person. :3 Sometimes scrapped ideas come in handy. I recommend always having a folder full of them. Just a little tip from me.