A Lonely, Sepia Melody[A BATDR Story]

Eyes blinked open, gold against the yellowed-out sepia of the studio in its drawn-out, animated form. Golden freckles smattered across soft cheeks under the dim lights like small star spots on a young face. Two ink-warped hands came up into Bonzy's view as they stared in wonder at their own smeared features. Which of course led to them pushing themself up into a sitting position using these very same hands, feeling like their skin was dipped in wax as they flexed the fingers of their right hand in front of their face again.

Or,
One Archgate maintenance worker, an Archgate Pictures animator, and a Joey Drew Studios animator from a few years ago are trying to deal with the plot holes of BATDR with a few extra sides of LORE, by diving deep into the hellscape known as The Studio. Meet new and old friends along the way!

Also credit to @Star_Going_Supernova on AO3 for the Creator/Henry soul-split story idea. Tbh I didn't think I'd be posting this to anything