Been eleven years you've had been in the studio, if you can remember anything of this place. You came here every day after school, or weekend with your father. You used to see Joey a lot, you even called him uncle Joey. Reason, he'd spoil you here and there all the time, told stories, make animations. Think was the reason he decided to make the animation to see kids happy, and such.
Though on those days... He was a bit off, and grew worst. Hard to remember all that, because your father told you not to speak of it, and not to be near the place. Now you were 20 years old, and gonna be in college in two months. You were returning to the studio without telling your father about it knowing he'll be very upset, just tired of him not telling you what happen to the place, if you remember correctly, think you known the characters were alive. Might be imagination you were a kid, but you certain to find a lot of answers on what happen here. Drove up in the parking lot in front of the entrance of the old animation studio. Getting out the car, and locking it, head to the main entrance. Surprisingly it was unlock, wonder who was here? opening the door, and peeking in. It was a lot different, well because it was abandon here.
Walking in fully, and closing the door behind you silently thinking someone was here. Surely though, someone was here. Someone, or something knew you've enter the building, decided to peek through the walls where the ink that was splatter on. He spotted you... You? Looking around the place, and the papers, the projector that was left on. You go to turn it off, didn't think it worked, then turn to see an old friend you loved.--- Bendy, he was a silly character, though as a kid you imagine him he was fill of romance, and a gentleman not to mention fun to hang out. Remembering Boris (Borris) as well, a friendly wolf himself. Yet, can't remember all of that still. Going to the place where your father used to make all the drawings, seeing one of your old ones. Wanted t be animator yourself one day, which you were. Maybe do fanmade ones, or just do your own work, then going off to see other things here, it was really silent here. Why was the door here unlock? Why would anyone return here, or why leave it abandon? Stopping two ways to go, turn to see the right, or can go to the left. Taking the right first, to see an ink machine... Wait, an ink machine? Going up to the machine, tilting your head a little bit with a question look examining, then a loud thud was heard, turning quickly to see a bottle rolling from the other side. You hurried back to see, only glance you seen was a tail disappear from the other side to the left. Going deeper in the place, you followed though needed to know what was here following more leading to a projector room, seeing it was on. You notice a cartoon was playing, seeing Bendy dancing. He had a tail in this, remember he doesn't have one. Wonder if someone just made him like that when you and your father never returned here. Going up to the screen to get a closer look. Suddenly, he stopped making you stop.
He had slowly turned to look at you, okay that is a little freaky to say. Stepping back a bit now from the screen, he fully turned to you. Now being freaked out more, turning to get out. Ink barricaded from escaping, a chill went down your spine. Felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist, even something slither on your leg, wrapping it tightly a bit. Afraid to turn around, or just look what had a hold of you, then feeling your eyes being covered pulling you in, but what was it? You panic more, struggled to escape from the thing that gripped onto you tightly. Felt something sharp on your neck, squeak in fear. "...Welcome back... ___.~" purred in your ear, tensed as your eyes covered, not only covered.
Passing out.
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The devils home~ Bendy x Reader
Fanfiction//I really have anything to do, so just making another story for fun.// When you were a kid, your father worked at an animation studio, Joey was one of your fathers closet friend, and worker. Not to mention Bendy who was alive that will spend his ti...
