Bendy and Friends

Chapter 8: House at Walmart

Bendy watched from the bushes as the three boys loaded the ink machine into a truck. It was almost midnight, the clouds parting around the bright moon. The trees looked like skeletons of monsters, glinting slightly in the dim light as their truck sped away.

Bendy tightened his fist angrily. That machine wasn't their property. Well, it wasn't Bendy's, either, but still. He was birthed from that machine. That machine was his mother. In a way.

Bendy sighed, and went back to where Boris and Alice were sleeping. They had come up with a plan earlier in the day, but they decided that it would be best to wait until the morning to actually do anything. We'll need more time than we have right now, Alice had said.

Bendy sat down beside the turkey, and sniffed it deeply. It smelled fantastic.

"I know, right?" Boris whispered from behind him. Shocked, Bendy turned to look at him. "Did you just read my mind!?" He hissed, his pie-cut eyes wide. "No," Boris hissed back. "I just saw your face and knew what you were thinking when you sat beside the turkey."

Bendy smiled slightly, and took a deep breath. "Um, I need to tell you guys something—"

"Can it wait until morning?" Alice groaned behind them. "I'm trying to get my beauty sleep!"

Boris rolled his eyes, then focused on Bendy. "Maybe in the morning, bud.

Feeling somewhat betrayed, Bendy went to sleep.

The next morning when they'd all awoken, Bendy broke the news to them. "WHAT!?" Boris and Alice screamed in unison. "THEY TOOK THE INK MACHINE!?" Boris yelled, his hands placed on his head like he was trying to find his brain.

"Why didn't you tell us last night?" Alice said, her voice somewhat airy. "You said you needed your beauty sleep." Bendy said firmly, his arms crossed.

"Okay, never mind that. We need to get started on the plan." Boris said, separating the two so they wouldn't get into a fist fight or something.

"Fine." Alice said, her hands on her hips.

"Let's go through the plan one more time." Boris said, clasping his hands together like a little girl excited to see some flowers and butterflies.

"We shall go to the market to buy a house. Boris, you'll be my dog and Bendy will be . . . uh, Bendy, do you mind being a wig?" Boris laughed and Bendy's face turned grey. Not red, grey. "I don't want to be a wig." Bendy groaned. "Fine then. You'll be my stuffed animal." Boris laughed harder. "Hyaah!" Alice sneezed and laughed at the same time.

- An Hour Later -

A weird-looking lady stepped into Walmart with a dog on a leash and a stuffed puppet in her other hand. She looked like a female Bendy—but that couldn't be correct. The dog looked an awful lot like Boris, too, but that couldn't be true. A cashier ran over to the woman. "Excuse me, miss, no dogs allowed in Walmart. I believe you're looking for PetSmart across the street." The woman looked at the cashier. "You shall address me as Alice." The woman walked further into the store.

Alice walked Boris down the meat aisle, a number of cashiers anxiously trailing behind them. Boris's mouth began to water, and 2 minutes later he and Alice were waddling through a pond of Boris's drool. Boris couldn't stand passing through drool in the middle of the meat aisle, so he leaped up onto the counter with great agility and grabbed a pack of ground beef. "Can we buy this?" Boris asked. Alice turned to him. "We're here to buy a house, not ground beef." The cashiers behind them were now whispering to each other. "Did that dog just talk?"

Boris and Alice continued through the store, the cashiers still behind them. A man suddenly walked up to Alice. "Are you looking to buy a house?" The man asked. Alice grinned. "Why yes, actually. Are you a realtor?" The man looked stunned. "You actually want to buy a house?" He said, his mouth dropped open. "Um, yes, i just said so." Alice said. "And yes, I am a realtor. Follow me!" The man lead them through to the exit of the store. "Are you sure this is safe?" Boris looked up at Alice. "Of course it's safe," Alice said, continuing to follow the realtor. It was at this moment that Boris and Bendy realized that Alice wasn't the smartest.

A while later, they stopped in front of a house with a sign on the lawn that read, "For Sale!" The realtor looked at Alice. "So this is our first option. It's pretty cheap, but it's a beauty." Alice looked at Boris. "I think that it's great." Boris said, smiling. The realtor's eyes widened in fear as he stumbled backwards. The realtor fell on his butt, and Boris looked at Alice. "Let me work my magic, and we'll have the house in no time." He said, grinning. Alice let go of the leash and Boris leaped into the realtor's lap. Boris slapped the realtor with his paw and growled in his face. The realtor pushed Boris away, grabbed a "Sold!" sticker from his pocket and slammed it on the sigh. "T-take it, it's all yours!" With that, the man ran away screaming. Boris grinned. "It worked!"