Sheep, Sheep, Sheep (Sammy Lawrence x Reader) //Book One//

-𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑎𝑠𝑡(2)-

-Third Person POV-
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Henry woke up in a strange place. It was pitch black. No sound. No feel. No sight. Just black. He sat up and looked around. He of course saw nothing. Am I in my mind? It's black...not white...it's like I fainted...WAIT! I DID FAINT! AND MY BROTHER IS STILL OUT THERE! I need to save him! Even if it's the last thing I do!

Joey glared up at Jacob who had a smirk on his face. "I don't need to kill you...I killed the only one that could keep you alive...now you just have to suffer." Jacob said in a happy tone as he went back in his work building.

Joey rolled his eyes and picked up his brother. He started to walk far away from the small town and into a forest. He stopped when he saw a building. It looked new as if they had just built it. A smirk grew wide on his face as he had an idea. He walked inside the building and placed his brother down on the ground. I'll make this place mine! I'll show him! I'll show him I can live without a job!

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-10 years later-

Joey smiled as he had finally got his dream. He had a happy life with his creations and his brother. His father wanted to steal his studio and money, but Henry took care of it and kept their father away.

Bendy was a cute demon who was made entirely out of ink. He had a little bow tie on his neck and a smile that would put a smile on a child's face.

Boris was a wolf who loved to play. He was also made of only ink and loved bacon soup.

Alice was an angel who was as well made of only ink. She may have been an angel, but she herself was sometimes mean.

And with Joey's creations put aside, he wasn't anything like before. He was meaner. He loved fights. He even loved hurting his own creations.

Then one day Henry got tired of the fights and left his on his own with his creations and his new workers, Norman Polk, Sammy Lawrence, Wally Franks, Allison Pendle, Thomas Conner, and some more.

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Some time later and Joey left along with Wally and some other workers. Joey locked the studios doors and left everybody to rot. Oh some creator he was...

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-Sammy POV-
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I sighed and looked down. Y/N put a hand on my shoulder as I frowned. "Those people were important to you, eh?" Y/N asked. I tried to block what she said out, but I couldn't. An instant thought of my brother ran through my mind as tears formed in my eyes. "Yes...especially my brother..." I mumbled, trying not start crying. "W-who was your brother?" She asked. I clenched my fist and smiled slightly at the thought of him. His smile. His way of making me feel better when Joey yelled. His calm voice. Everything about him made me comfortable. "His name as Norman...he died a long time ago though...at least that's what everyone said..."

"He...died...?" She mumbled. I nodded. "They said the ink demon killed him...but I don't think that was the cause..." I said. She frowned and hugged me. "I'm sorry...I wish I could've been there...to help you..."

I looked down at her and smiled. "Hey...it's not your fault...it's Joey's..." I said. She smiled and nodded. "I know...I just feel bad...that's all..."

I patted her head as she snuggled her face into my chest. "I know...I wish you could've been there too..."

-Word count: 619-