Ask and Dare Batim, Disney, Cuphead, + Characters!

Hear a Noise

It was a rainy day today. The kind of nice rainy day where you want to read a book alone and listen to the light pitter patter of the rain on the roof and windows. Mickey mouse was doing just that, sitting in a comfy red chair whilst Boris lay on the floor asleep. The wolf was on his back, panting quietly as Mugman scratched his belly with one hand and read a book in the other. He is so cute, even this narrator has to acknoledge it.

Spinel, Alice, and Cuphead were sitting on the couch in the other room. Spinel was watching a supernatural documentary on the old 1950's fashioned telly while the other two were discussing if the show was real or just another hoax.

Ah yes, a fine rainy evening of calm togetherness and tranquillity...

Meanwhile, upstairs:

BANG!

Bendy: WHAT THE-

In an almost destroyed, tattered room, dolls and clothing and peices of one destroyed dresser, worst than a simple muck was a brewing. Bendy yelled at the feline monstrousity.

Said cat was non other than the feared Cartoon Cat, one of Trever Henderson's escaped creations! No one knows much about him besides the fact that this creature loves to torture and tear into its victims mercilessly. He's made quite a reputation for himself over the past few weeks, for downstairs the news came on with Cartoon Cat as the main juicy story.

Bendy has only seen the cat once before, when he attacked them at felix's house; and doesn't watch the news much, which has been talking non stop about the murder of toons all across town. So it was quite unexpected to have the creature show up again in his bedroom and try to tear out his non-existent throat.

"What do you want from me?! Why aren't you talking?!" Bendy yelled, breathless from fighting off the intruder. He was now holding the blood and ink stained cat to the floor by his neck, wrapping his stretchy arms and legs around the cat's equally stretchy limbs to prevent escape. Bendy took this chance to gain some answers for this disturbance.

Cartoon Cat: ...he he he he, mh mh mh, *giggling uncontrollably*

Bendy was confused. This cat has been giggling the entire time he was here. Through the fighting, when bendy slit his stomach with his claws, he kept giggling like a little school girl. Bendy was already freaked out, but one thing was scaring him more. What if he hadn't been in his room when he was?

Bendy was downstairs with everyone, he was hanging out with Mugman and Boris. He had a feeling, a strong one, that he needed something from upstairs. He couldn't even think of what, but all he knew was that he needed to go upstairs immediately. So he excused himself quietly and heads up to his, Boris, and Alice's room. He finds a  book, thinking that that's what he needed, but the feeling in his chest didn't go away. And it started to hurt if he tried to leave, so Bendy just decided to lay on his bed. Maybe it's a stomach ache? Mickey said that toons get that sometimes and laying down helps them. Still, it didn't seem like the right answer but he kept laying there.

Bendy doesn't sleep, ever, so he just read the book he grabbed. It was a scary book about the Babadook. Bendy's bookshelf was full of scary stories and poems.

After about fifteen minutes, Bendy's "tummy ache" calmed down a bit, and he decided to go downstairs. But before he walked through the door, he heard a faint noise. It was music.

Bendy: Where's that music coming from-!

CRASH!! The window was busted through by a white gloved hand, a long wiggly arm attached to it. Bendy slammed the room door shut Cartoon cat lunged at him.

BANG!!

Bendy: WHAT THE-

Cartoon Cat ripped off Bendy's arm and threw the demon towards the opposite side of the room, enough force to crack a skull open. Ink splattered everywhere as Bendy's head made an awful cracking noise.

Cartoon Cat: hehehehehe

It was like that noise was music to the intruders ears, as he started giggling. He turns towards the door and goes to open it, obviously planning to look around the house for more toys to break, but the door doesn't budge.

All the while behind him the demon slowly gets up, a gurgling, drowning sound echoing from him. The ink around his head forms flesh, tying itself together again. He looks ahead and prices together what the other was doing.

His family was downstairs.
Right out that door.
Had he not been there...
...and the intruder was going to...
...to
.h-
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