My Little Sheep[Version 2](Sammy x OC)

Chapter six

Last edit date: January 31, 2021
(Some thoughts and actions were changed)

"What, put this mark on you," he tells me. It's not a question, it's him downright telling me to tell him. I'm still at a loss on what to say. This seems to frustrate him. I go to look away but he growls, startling me. First I want to know who his lord is. If my theory is correct then, oh boy.

"What's your lord's name?" I ask.

"I asked you a question," he says, ignoring what I asked.

"And I'll answer it once you answer mine," I tell him. he lets out an annoyed sigh.

"Bendy. There. Now answer my question," he tells me. He looks dead serious about this whole thing. My eyes widen in surprise.

"I think you answered your own question," I tell him. His ink covered inky black eyes widen.

"How did you survive?" he questions me.

"Uh, he's not really aggressive," I tell him.

"The Ink demon has killed more times than I can count. Anything living he encounters dies and you're saying he's not aggressive," he says to himself more than to me. He seems to be in thought. I feel like this is important to mention.

"Well, he did fall to the floor, screeching when I looked at him. But when I touched him he stopped," I tell Sammy. His eyes go wide once again.

He hums in thought. "You had the same effect on me," Sammy tells me.

"What?" I say, completely confused. "How?" I ask. He sighs and sits back down. I sit next to him.

"Before you came, I had no control over myself. The ink controlled me," he says. "But when I saw your face, you looked so much like your mother. It made me remember who I am. It gave me back control," he tells me.

"It must have the same effect on the ink demon," he says in thought.

"That means that Bendy knew my mother," I say.

"You're right. That would have to mean that," Sammy says. He looks down as if something is bothering him. I have a weird itchy feeling like there is something that's bothering him.

"What's wrong?" I ask. he looks back up and at me in surprise.

"How do you know there's something bothering me? You can't smell emotions like I can," he says. The way he said that, so casually! Waaait....

"WHAT?!" I exclaim. "FUCK!" I say. "Oh fuck. That means you knew the whenever I tired to hide it! Damn it!" I say. He chuckles. My anxiety kicks back in. 

"What are you laughing at?" I ask.

"You," he tells me. Me! My eyes widen. CAN HE SMELL LIES?!

"Heeeeeeeeeeeey, Saaaaaaaammmmy," I say. He does an action that looks like he's raising an eyebrow.

"Yes?" he asks.

"By chance, can you small lies?" I ask, my nerves getting the best of me. His face goes blank.

"If what you're wanting to know is if I knew you lied to me then yes. I know," he says. My heart beats faster in fear. I look down, not like that's gonna help hide it but whatever! 

"I-I- uh, I didn't, what I wanna say, I don't, I- I.....Sorry," I say in shame. 

"I'm not mad so you have nothing to be scared of," he tells me to my complete shock.