I hope you enjoy. Song: ??? by Derek fietcher. Don't play until I say.

Bendy's POV

Alice and Kensington's execution is near. I am happy they are dead. It brings me and everyone else justice. I remember a memory that I will never forget.

Memory....

I was walking around hoping Oswald would see. I saw him in the kitchen heating a spoon on a stove until it turned brown. He put the heated spoon on his arm and didn't even flinch.

His eyes as were dead and emotionless. Like how I was when Henry ripped out my heart. When I saw his arm I was glad he wasn't flinching no scratch that. Screaming. His arm had liquid ink. It was no longer dry but liquid and dripping. He washed it off.

Memory end.

It brought me shivers. Oswald turned on the news. "The execution of Alice Angel and Kensington Drew is now starting." The news reporter said. We all heard it and ran to the execution. (Play song.)

They were in hand cuffs going to be killed. Everyone cheered. As they walked they were crying. They were attached to a metal stretcher. Me, my mom, and my daughter were playing an invisible band. My mom played the cello, I played the violin, and my daughter found an interest in the organ. I was playing with anger. My daughter played with restlessness and my mom played with the most anger.

Rage filled the air as we played. They were waiting for us to finish. I exaggerated my notes to be the loudest. I was spinning as I played. My daughter played the lower notes. We were playing with sadness and mystery.

Alice was crying as we played knowing that this is the last she will hear. Kensington and Alice were holding hands but handcuffed to the stretcher with their right hand.

I will never call Alice and Kensington by their actual name. I will now and forever call Alice cyanide and Kensington will be called Ricin. Hope was told how we were ghosts and played with envy. I played with wrath. Death filled the air.

They were filling the syringes with THE DIP. I was spinning as I played. We were playing with our heart beat. My mom plucked a string to resemble a beating heart. My daughter played to resemble the blood. I played to resemble a cold dead heart.

I was filled with death and hate as I played because......i wasn't killed by THE DIP so the only other way was to torture me for 2 hours. My mom saw the entire thing so we played faster to end them earlier. Alice and Kensington were thinking of their last words.

My mom decided to tell us to play to resemble our emotions. I played with emotionless notes. My mom played with all of the sadness in her heart. My daughter was playing with a broken heart.

Alice and Kensington were chained but we're aloud to still walk around waiting for their death. Everyone booed. Alice fainted and began to melt. Kensington was crying as Alice was vomiting. Kensington, Oswald, my friends, and I knew what it was. It was the ink syndrome. I felt no remorse and continued playing.

My daughter played louder with me. I was dancing around Hope. She was supposed to be eight today but she can't have a normal birthday. We are playing to resemble our resentment towards them.

I went to the wonderland and saw Hope here. She was looking around in awe as we played. I saw the lake was now blood red and smiled knowing what would happen. When I left I played the loudest. My mom played along with me. Hope waited for us. We saw them both get back to the stretcher.

They were gonna be killed. They were chained on all of their limbs and the executors put on the gas masks. I saw Hope played louder to represent our hate. The organ pierced the air. I let my daughter play. Jewel waited for us. I let my daughter have a small solo. Alice was filled with guilt. Hope played faster. Hate contaminated everything. Everyone in the stand was booing. Kensington's eyes hold sorrow. Rage filled my body the entire time I played. My mother knew what would happen. She told me to calm down.

Hope's eyes were pure black and she began to play faster. Since my mom wasn't playing she put a hand on her shoulder. My eyes started to glow a dim black color. I began to play again but i wasn't in control. The evil side was but since we are one it had no sign of anything. My daughter noticed and immediately knew she had the same thing. My mother saw me and ran to me. Alice had worry on her face. "Bendy? Are you alright?" Alice asked with concern. "SHUT UP!" I said with a demonic voice. I snapped out of it by my mom shaking me.

I saw everything spinning. I blacked out but i felt my mom shake me. I awoke a few minutes later. I saw them about to inject THE DIP into them. “Any last words?" The executors asked. “I'm sorry for all I done. Forgive me one day." Alice exclaimed with sorrow. “I love you Alice. I'm sorry Bendy." Kensington exclaimed with a few tears. When they injected it they screamed as their arm dissolved. We continued playing as THE DIP spread to their entire body.

I was playing with happiness. We were playing with a more mild tone of hate. We were celebrating. By the time it reached their necks they were dead. It dissolved them into a liquid mess. They couldn't touch it so they put water and vinegar in it to dilute the mess to clean easier. Everyone cheered as they removed their remains. (There is only 20 seconds left. Have fun!) Everyone proceeded to leave. Bendy and the rest left as soon as they got their instruments.

But there is something in the court yard.....The glowing ghost bodies of Alice and Kensington crying. They are hugging. They too leave the court yard and follow them.

I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it isn't the 1386 word count. It's only 1047.