Bendy jerked awake. He let out a groan as he noticed a blanket was covering him. It was a cheaper blanket, and it smelled strongly of cologne.

He pulled it off, and noticed how clear everything looked. He bent his head down, and the ink began to bubble up, and slowly drip.

"Hello, Sunshine."

Bendy cocked his head. The man had been watching him, sitting in a rocking chair with a clipboard in his hands, writing down notes for songs.

Bendy slipped out of the cot and felt that his knees were weak. He grabbed the edge of the desk to maintain his balance.

Sammy stood and set the clipboard down.

"You good there, Bendy?"

The demon inhaled a sharp intake of breath. He nodded, his balance maintained. He groaned, and slowly he stood to his staggering height.

"...You hungry again?"

Bendy looked at him in surprise. Why was the human so nice to him now? He had once been slapped across the face for growling at him, but that was out of the fear of the demon. Sammy knew that those claws were capable of- just by the looks- that they could deal much damage.

The demon shyly nodded. Of course, Bendy now had a high tolerance with being hungry. Some times he had waited a total of two weeks to be fed. He had been tossed into the cage, being hand fed for God knew how long...

Sammy smiled. "Thought you might be." he waved him forward. Bendy slowly advanced.

"We need to tell Joey you're up," Sammy spoke softly. Bendy grins. "And then you can eat."

Of course he needs to know every detail, now that he has begun to care...

The ink demon follows him. He thought about what Sammy had told him four days ago.

"You will be ready to roam these ungrateful Hall's when you learn to control it. I'm sure you will make me proud.''

Control what?

Make him proud...?

Bendy's heart nearly came to a stop. He continued walking, and noticed the posters that were pasted in the walls, and not just Sammy's office. The demon's mouth twitched as he flexed his hand. He had stained the gloves already, and he now had to be reminded of how disgusting and imperfect his problem was...

They arrived at Joey's office. Sammy stepped aside to allow Bendy to reach out for the handle.

"Bendy, knock," Sammy whispered. The demon shrugged and knocked twice. A muffled voice said,

"Come in."

Bendy fumbled with the brass door knob, and when he finally got it and the door turned outwards, it made Bendy grin at his accomplishment.

Joey's face was straight as Bendy shyly walked in.

"Do sit down."

The demon obliged and sat on a wooden oak chair.

"Did you have a good sleep?"

The demon nodded. He opened his mouth a tiny bit and sighed without making any noise whatsoever. His shoulders sagged as he relaxed. Joey studied the demon, noticing just how humane the demon acted. When he had ordered Sammy to shove Bendy inside that cage... His creation must had felt such hate radiate from both men's actions...

The demon sat up straight as the Creator pulled out a piece of paper and an inkwell.

"Do you want to learn how to speak?"

Bendy felt excitement dash through him as he nodded, eyes studying the inkwell and the paper.

Joey took the inkwell and dipped it in the ink. He began to write down a total of 26 letters from A to Z.

"This is the alphabet," Joey explained. "You can write through this..." He drew a circle. "Or you could draw. Really, it's up to you. If you need to communicate, then use this pad to write. Would you like to try?"

Bendy eagerly nodded. He edged out of his seat and grabbed the pad and inkwell, his hand trying to hold the ink pen. He held it steadily and dipped the pen into the ink as he scratched put his name on the front of it in basically chicken scratch.

He held it up for Joey to see, eager to please his Creator.

Joey nodded. "Practice."

Bendy stood up and looked around the room at a Bendy poster. The demon sat down in front of it, looking up as he drew a crude picture with some similarity to the friendly demon. After messing up on the eyes, the demon slowly painted ink running over the friendly demon's eyes, dripping it down to cover most of the face, much like his own. He held it up for Joey to see and the man's brows furrowed.

He tapped his chin. "That isn't what the Devil Darling looks like."

Bendy felt his heart shatter fast. It's face now looked like Bendy's... So why was it that Joey was declining his being a Bendy? He was the Bendy... The one and only! Sure, he was messed up, but that didn't really matter...
Right?

The ink demon gently blew on the picture, still hurt but still proud of his masterpiece. He let the inked drawing dry in his lap as Joey watched him.

"Bendy?"
The demon glanced at him expectantly.
"The fact that you are a demon, and for the fact that you looked hellish when you were born... There were reasons for you to be locked away. And now I regret it. Though you do not bare much resemblance, I am planning on creating another toon. One so you do not get lonely."

Bendy immediately perked up as he smiled.

"I thought you might like that," he muttered. Bendy hopped up off the floor as he drew a clock on the pad, and shoved it in Joey's face, bounce in the demon's step.

"Eager, are you?" Joey chuckled.
"I have the perfect buddy for you. His name will be Boris the Wolf. It's the least I can do for hurting you."

Bendy smiled. He was going to have a friend... A wolf friend! Though he did not know what a wolf was Bendy was still happy and excited to get one.

On the pad he wrote one thing.

Thank you, Bendy wrote to the best of his ability.

Joey smiled. "You're welcome."

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