{Hey there! So this book here is heavily based off of a roleplay I'm in, and I'm making a reader version of it. HOWEVER! It will be weak at first. I'm only transferring the actions from the rp and changing the name from my oc's name to (Y/N), and stuff about hair length and eye color. Also, you'll be shorter than Bendy in all circumstances, whether he's in toon form, or in demon form. Sorry. Anyways, on with the book! Also, no lemons. I'm not able to write those, and I'm not comfortable with them. Anyways, on with the book!}

(Y/N) burst into the abandoned art studio, panting heavily from running. She slammed the door behind her, and slid down the back of it, in tears. Her soft sobs echoed throughout the building.

A curious gooey form rose out of a dark puddle of ink it loosely resembled a human shape and it started to wobble toward the sound.

She curled up in a ball, still quietly crying to herself. She was oblivious to the fact that she wasn't alone.

The Searcher went closer to her before it dissolved in front of her.

She gasped and sat up, seeing a puddle of ink before her. She stared at it curiously, wondering how it got there.

A cardboard cutout peeked around the corner.

"H-hello...? I-is someone there...?" She called meekly. She got up slowly to investigate.

A distinct goopy figure hid around the corner. Traces of a dark aura started to radiate from the figure where it stood. Ink dripped down from the ceiling above the demon. It's horns looked a bit uneven and it appeared to have a bow tie around its neck.

She seemed a bit frightened, but she wanted to know more about what she was seeing. She walked slowly towards the dark aura.

A quiet gurgling sound could be heard when she got closer. It seemed just as curious of her.

"H-hello... My name's (Y/N)... Are you able to tell me yours?" She gently asked the tall, ink covered figure.

When the tall creature was addressed, it tilted its head at her.
"Bendy." It rumbled.

She gave a gentle smile. "It's a really nice name," she complimented.

"You're not afraid?" The creature, supposedly named 'Bendy' asked.

She shook her head, and her smile persisted. "I was at first, but I always give everyone a chance to be my friend, unless I see them doing bad deeds."

"You should go. This place is bad." Bendy said. He frowned a little.

"I... I-I can't," she said, her smile fading. "Th-there are b-bad p-people after m-me," she explained, trembling.

"Bad people outside too?" Bendy questioned with a slight tilt of his head.

She nodded. "Th-there are a lot of bad people out there... There's billions of them, all around the world," she said.

Bendy grumbled a little.
"Bad people in here too." He decided.

She looked up at him worriedly. "There's bad people here too?"

"Yes! A lot! Boris is nice though." Bendy said.

"Boris? Who's that?" She asked curiously.

"He's a toon wolf." Bendy said casually. He didn't think that a toon was very far fetched for some reason.

She smiled, excited to meet him. "A toon wolf? That's so cool!"

"He's almost as tall as me!" Bendy said, nearly equally excited.

"Aw, and here I thought I'd finally be taller than someone," (Y/N) joked.

"The butcher gang aren't very tall. They aren't very nice though." Bendy shrugged. He seemed to take on a bit more of a toonish appearance gradually.

"The name doesn't sound nice, either," she frowned.

"Yeah, and they don't really talk." Bendy said. He shrunk down into a toon form identical to the cardboard cutouts around the studio.

"That makes it even more scary," she said, shivering. She then looked at Bendy. "...And you're still taller than me," she laughed a little at her height disadvantage.

"Not by much though!" The toon had a much more friendly voice in this form.

"About this 'Butcher Gang'... W-would they be a problem for us right now...?" She looked up at him anxiously.

"Nah, they are usually much further in the studio." Bendy said confidently.

She sighed in relief. "O-Okay... I-is there anyone else who is dangerous?"

"Mostly everyone else." Bendy sighed.

The girl seemed frightened. She had come here to escape bad people, and now there were other bad people.

"They used to be good people though." Bendy said quietly.

"I-I know people like that too..." she muttered sadly.

"Something horrible happened to them." Bendy nodded.

"R-really...? A-are you alright with talking about it...?" She made sure he was comfortable talking about it.

"Kind of?" Bendy rubbed his other arm nervously.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to... You can tell me when you're ready." She have a small and gentle smile.

Bendy smiled back.
"Ok! That sounds like a better idea." The toon said.

"I might be staying here for a while, there are a few people after me outside. What is there to do around here?" She asked curiously.

"Well, the machines around here are really cool! Do you want to see one?" Bendy asked.

"Sure! Lead the way!" She smiled a bit wider at him in excitement.

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{A/N} Sorry I posted this before it was ready! I had something else written before like it was coming soon, and it wouldn't post. For some reason when I had something else, it posted, so yeah. I at least did get this draft out though. This is the basic outline of the chapter, I will edit this later to make your experience with reading this story better, I promise!
                                             —GrayKat