BATIM incorrect quotes cause im high off cold meds

joey: you're all going to hell, goodbye ----------------------------------------------------------------- alice: i saw you hanging out with the ink demon yesterday

sammy: alice, its not what you think-

alice: *pulls out tommygun* i won't hesitate bitch -------------------------------------------------------------------

boris: theres only one race, the human race-

bendy: *slaps him* what about NASCAR?!?! -------------------------------------------------------------------

sammy: *hands ink demon a balloon* i have no soul, have a nice day!

ink bendy: i̸̍͌ ̸͋̚d̶͂̈́Ō̸͒Ǹ̵̕t̴̒̒ ̸̽͠h̸͆͊a̷̋͐V̴̉̊Ȅ̶͆ ̶̄̈o̷͋̍N̷͋͂Ê̶͆ ̸̘̂e̶̔̈́ī̷̡T̵̃͝h̵̄͆E̵͊̃r̴̉̾ --------------------------------------------------------------------

joey: i printed a bunch of safety inspection certificates, go slap them on anything that looks like a lawsuit

henry: is that even legal?

joey: anything is legal when the cops arent around -------------------------------------------------------------------

henry: i think i have a problem-

ink bendy: k̸̉́i̴͑͌L̸̿̕L̶̔̚ ̷́̌î̵͠T̸̾̇

henry: can you chill...for like two seconds -------------------------------------------------------------------

sammy: dundundunda bagel boys!

norman and sammy: dundundunda bagel boys!

jack, norman, and sammy: dundundunda BAGEL BOYS!

all three: WITH CREAM CHEESE --------------------------------------------------------------------

sammy: WHY DONT WE RELAX TURN ON THE RADIO

sammy: WOULD YOU LIKE AM OR FMMMMM --------------------------------------------------------------------

joey: baby changing station?

joey: *hides the c* baby hanging station

the whole studio: *claps and cheers* ---------------------------------------------------------------------

ink bendy: h̷̛̬͚̭̀̆̅͝e̶̞̅̎̽̆͠ÿ̷̢̠͓͙̮̜́̆̏̉͆̾͐̌͝ ̵̩̼͉́̽y̸̡̛̭̼̮̺͒̈́̑̿̿͌̂͝ǒ̸̡̗̻͍̥͚̟̪̓ǔ̴̢̘̤͙̘͈̔͆̓̿̄̇́͝ ̵̲͖͂́̒̌̏͜ṟ̴̞̲̂̿̓̉ë̵͙͔̯̟͕̟̜̗͎͖́̉̔̉̕͠c̷̳͇̗͙̖͐͐̊̅k̴̼͎͖̲̃͒̈́͂͑o̶̢̱̦̰̗̹͍͙͔͋̂̈́͒͜͠n̵̡̨̡̼̹̪͉̣̬͗͘͜ ̷̝̲̯̻͙̟͙̈̂̄i̵̧̛̘͒̒̍̔̈́͆̔̇͝ ̵̩̿̉̓̂̒͝ć̸͍̬̐̏͂͋̓̋̍͘o̴̢̡̗͕̭̣̲̬͌͆̈́̊͒̂̽̕̚̚͜ü̵̥͍l̸̨͓̔̿͋̓̀̄̉̌̓d̵̝͈͓̤͎͍̬̏͊͛͆̇ͅ ̴̧̳͉̻̬̼͉͓̙͙̓̋̊͌ģ̷̨̻̳̀͂̒̋́͝ę̵̧͚̤͎̞̭͊̔͛͑̌t̴̢̖́̉̽͊͜͜ ̸̡̭͖̲̣̜͙̄̔͋̋́̇̏͌̚t̷̲̾͂̑ͅh̷̰̭̣̣̠͑̀̌̀̇i̵̟̜̒̏͒͠͝͝͝s̴͚͈̪̥͆́̌̊͝ͅ ̷̩̰̦͗̚͠e̶͈̟̓͑͊̊̑ģ̸̩̖̪̱̩̠͑͛̃͊̂̈́̌̽͒͠g̴̫̅͑̇̕ ̵̧̭͍̱̬̯̬̭̬͑͛́̆i̶̛̪̼͈̙͖̯̗̮̍̎̏n̸̢̦͔̯͔̱͕̜͙͚͊̿̂͐̒̈̒̃̕͝t̴͎̗͔̲̣̾o̷̲̰͓̓̽͋̃̄̉̀̈́ ̷͚͕̱̬͔̍͛̆̌̍ţ̷̻͒̆̅̅͘ẖ̸̛̦͖͋͠ã̶̧̈́́̽̈̒͝ṭ̸͙̮̘͔̥͎̫̒̄͗͒̋̌̾̿̓̄ ̶̰̱̫̭̓͆̏́̈͝j̸͓̜͒ȃ̴̢͎͆̈́̍̒ŕ̶̝̰̼̬͈̥̥͉͚̄̑̈́̄͋̑͝ ̶̞͇͌͆̎̈̄̓̈́̋͠w̶͈̼͇̤̤͖̃̿̋̓͐͗ḯ̶̬̭̺̙̬͕̥̥̋̉̊ṫ̸̡̳̲̉͌̇ĥ̸͇̘̰̱͙͉̔̓͂͗̈͆̽̕o̶͍̲̠̟̟͙̼̔͂͑́̓u̴̙̹̖͔̱͕̓̋̊̓̓́͛ṫ̵̛͎̱̖͕̙͈͈̋͆̇ ̴̧͈͉̮̭̰̀͂͆̄̈́̾ͅị̷̢̨̜͓̪͔̣̱̺̇̔t̶̤̗̯̟́̐͒ ̷̘̠̮͉̘̀͑͗̊̃̍̏͌͠c̴̻͝r̵̘͗̊̋̍͒̀̒͘a̴͖͖̩̪͙̲̖̼͒͊̋̀̉̽̐͘̚̚c̴͕̣̺̟̔̽̒͗͒̋k̸̯̟̙̜̜̣͐͗̎i̶̢̨̼͕̙̘̞͂n̷̖̹̻̗̦̼̹̏̑̏͜g̵̨̧̨̖̝̦̖̘̱̐ͅ?̶̢̺͕̘̤̙̱̠̫͎̈́͌̍̆̃͌̕͘

sammy: ha no

ink bendy: *throws the egg at the projectionist*

ink bendy: g̷̢̛̺̗̹̠͙̱̦̯̙͋̒̋̈́̇̀ú̶͇̤͇́ȩ̶̛̛̤̦̰͇̟͌̄̂̽̈̏͝s̵̨̭̭̠͚̀͑̄ͅs̶̭̩̞̮͍̝̪̑ ̷̡̟̝̫̹̻̭̭̟̋͐y̶̰̓͑̐̍̈́͋͜͠o̶̺̟̹͊͂̃̾̐͑͋̕̕͠u̴̦͚̠̩̙̬͐̇̇͑͋̓̕̚͝ ̴̜͚͎̿̎̒̇͗̀͠͝w̷̧͇̰̝̪̗̦̳̮̾͐̿̂ͅẽ̸̗̮̺̼r̷̨̪̞̠͖̗̊e̸͎̪̓̉̋̍̌̀̕ ̶̛̹̝̜̫̫̗͕̝̉̈̅̍̓̈̑̌͝ŗ̶̧̺̼̼͕̎̍̾͋̿͋̊̒̉͜͝i̸̢̞̟͆͜g̶̡͇̺̯̤͓͓̾͆h̷̡̤̘̪̯̖͙̰͎̘̀̾̄͌̿̊̓̏̓t̶̲̜͕̱͕̗͛̂̎̽ͅ

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"what would you do...if there was a child right infront of you"

joey: *smacks the kid to the ground* ----------------------------------------------------------------------------

sammy: oh hi thanks for checking in im STILL A PEICE OF GARBAGE -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

bendy, outside of the studio during winter: the fuck, the fuck, the fuck is in the air, the fuck, the fuck, theres white shit everywhere ----------------------------------------------------------------------------

sammy: ANNIE ARE YOU OK ARE YOU OK ANNIE

norman: *bangs a pot*

the two of them: ANNIE ARE YOU OK WILL YOU TELL US THAT YOURE OK -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

the entire studio to joey: WHEN WILL YOU LEARN WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

joey: YOU KNOW WHAT YOURE IN TIME OUT GET ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE GET UP THERE

bendy: THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE ____________________________________________________________

to be continued?

Oh! Oh! Oh! *claps hands like a seal* What happens when (or since it doesn't really happen often) or rather WHAT IF, what would happen if Susie was mad at Sammy? And it's like the kind of mad where she'd give the silent treatment? Because she's too mad to speak.

((Sammy would get what she’s doing almost instantly, and give her the silent treatment back. This works pretty well until they get to the studio. They work in the same department, if they refused to talk to each other that would probably cause some trouble with production. Norman would get mad that they’re acting so childish and he’d sit them down and force them to talk out their problems so they can all get back to work. Legit, he drags two chairs into the hallway and they’re not allowed to leave until they sort their stuff out or he’s gonna yell at them. They’d try not to get sappy or dramatic with him standing there, but… Susie is very emotional. They’d get to the ‘im sorry, i love you’ part and she’d just be sobbing into Sammy’s shoulder. They’re both a lil embarrassed but happy its out of the way. Never mind the fact that Norman left the door cracked open on accident and the entire band was listening in on their drama, its out of the way.))

PROMPT TIME BABE. Give us some WereNorman being assisted by Sammy and Abby in escaping captivity in big wolf form. Who then takes them away to his pack to meet and get Sammy red as the wolf turns back to a hot man.

This took an unexpected turn, so it's not exactly what you asked. Still good I promise!

Summary: Sammy was pretty sure this was a fairytale in the making. He'd always dreamt of moving to the city and starting a career as a prestigious musician, adored by all for his magnificent compositions, far away from his father's cattle ranch and especially from the reach of his witch of a step-mother. Usually though, fairytales tended to send a fairy godmother to one's aid, not an intelligent and positively massive wolf...

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There was a part of Samuel Lawrence Jr that felt like he'd missed out on something very big. An opportunity to achieve more, rather than end up where he was now. Still living in the ranch he'd called a home since birth. Granted his little family had changed after his mother's passing, his father welcoming another woman into his life and both baring a little sister that Sammy often looked after himself.

It wasn't too bad of a life. He worked hard and got to reap the fruits of his labour without much hassle, but it felt... Incomplete. Like he could be more than another simple farmer.

He could have been great.

"I think you're bored of it all." Abigail once said, as both sat by this one big and very old tree that he'd play his banjo under, after escaping the scrutiny of his parents. His little sanctuary of sorts, in the form of a dried up husk home to god only knew what critters. "You're an adult now, and you've never really got to go farther than the town nearby."

"Not for a lack of trying..." he sighed. He'd wanted to leave many times, but there was always an excuse keeping him tied. His father's age, the need to keep the ranch in good condition, his step-mother's discouraging and downright abusive insults... He couldn't leave as he pleased. He was bound by duty.

"Maybe one day you'll get your lucky break." She offered one of her sweet little smiles, the ones that tried to offer him her unending optimism. "Maybe we both will... The ranch is beautiful and all, but I'd like to see the world and make friends."

They couldn't have imagined that their lucky break was indeed just over the horizon. Nearing with each nightfall and each changing phase of the moon. Until one night, it finally presented itself.

Sammy jolted out of bed when he heard gunshots. The moon was at its fullest and brightest, and he cursed as the light stung his eyes ever so slightly. He'd left his window open to let in the cool breeze, since his room often got stuffy.

Pulling on his coat and boots, the blond rushed downstairs and grabbed his gun, wondering if someone had come back to steal more chickens like in the last few months. His father had sworn he'd shoot dead whichever son of a bitch tried to mess with his coops again.

To Sammy's surprise the gunshots stopped as quickly as they began, and he found Samuel Sr barricading the barn from outside.

"What's going on?" He asked, noticing that Abigail had come to investigate the ruckus, while her mother watched from the window.

"A wolf. A whole mountain of a fucking beast was stealing the hens!" Their father hissed as he made sure the lock was in place. "Need my bigger gun. Fucker ain't leaving my farm with his life!"

He ran back inside, presumably to look for his bigger gun. The one he kept in a safe in his room for reasons Sammy never quite understood. His step-mother retreated from the window, closing the shutters with a slam. Leaving Sammy and Abby alone to look at each other.

"... We're not just letting dad kill a wolf, right?" The girl asked, looking mildly put off.

"I mean... It was stealing chickens." He shrugged. He was pretty sure it wasn't illegal to kill wolves, even if they were becoming a bit of a rare sight these days.

"It was probably just hungry! We can't punish an animal for doing what it has to survive!" Abigail pouted. "It's like if dad shot me for eating all the chocolate spread."

"It's not the same, and I knew you'd done it you little scamp!" He glared slightly in annoyance before shaking his head. "What do you propose? That we break a window in the back and just let it run free?"

"Yes! That's a great idea! Maybe it won't come back after such a fright." Abigail smiled brightly at him and Sammy had a feeling her optimism knew as much sanity as it knew an end. This was a crazy idea.

"Abby..."

"Please Sammy...?" She looked at him pleadingly. How could he resist that face?

So here he was, at the back of the barn pushing over a stack of hay that obscured one of the larger windows.

"This better be worth it and the mutt better have some sense and run off..." Not a minute after, something truly massive jumped out of the now open window and stared at both of them. It was a tremendously large black wolf, as black as tar, with coarse fur and a single yellow eye. Sammy's blood ran cold once he realized that from sheer size and muscle it could easily overpower the big old ornery bull his father used to breed his cows.

Instead of displaying any form of aggression however, the beast stared at them both, nodded its head in a rather human fashion, and offered them a paw (which Sammy noted looked disturbingly humanoid in its shape).

"I..."

"He's offering to shake...?" Abigail was just as confused by the creature's behaviour. "I think... I think it would be rude not to accept?"

"Well... I... Sure, this might as well happen." He took the offered paw. Next thing he knew, both he and Abigal were being carried away by a bipedal thing that looked like a wolf, but sure as hell didn't act like one.

Sammy was pretty sure this was a fairytale in the making. He'd always dreamt of moving to the city and starting a career as a prestigious musician, adored by all for his magnificent compositions, far away from his father's cattle ranch and especially from the reach of his witch of a step-mother. Usually though, fairytales tended to send a fairy godmother to one's aid, not an intelligent and positively massive wolf...

Said creature ran pretty quickly on its hind legs while carrying a young adult and a teenager. Both who were too stunned to even make a peep.

They weren't even sure where they were, since they'd never really ventured so far into the woods before.

After what seemed like an eternity, they stopped by a tree stump. The wolf set them down and stretched, before motioning for them to stay put and going towards a small pond to take a drink.

".... Abigail?"

"Yes?"

"I'm never relenting to any of your requests ever again..."

"That's fair."

The wolf returned, tail wagging like a pleased dog. It appeared to be gesturing strangely at them, which left both scratching their heads in confusion. Noticing their looks, the wolf smacked its own muzzle and then proceeded to write in the dirt with it's big dirty claws.

'Thank you kindly, you folks saved my hide.'

"Oh my god it can write..." Sammy put his face in his hands. The absurdity of it all was making him feel hysterical.

The wolf wrote once more.

'Of course I can write. You never seen a werewolf before?'

"A werewolf!" Abigail gawked "I thought those weren't real..."

"They're not. I probably just hit my head and am hallucinating all of this..." He yelled once she'd pinched him. The wolf was still there and staring at him with what appeared to be an unamused look on its face. "Or maybe not..."

'You done?' it wrote, sounding quite sassy without even needing to vocalize it. 'As I was saying, you folks saved my hide, so I'm in your debt.'

"Debt? What do you mean...? Like, a favour for a favour?" Abigail frowned "We were just doing what was right, even though you were kind of stealing from us."

'Which is why I'm in your debt. I wronged you, but you still chose to be merciful. As such I'm offering you both my services.' the wolf bowed, and the two noted the pale spot on its chest just below its neck that made it look like it was wearing some sort of cravat. 'If you graciously accept, I will consult with my pack so as to request some leave for a while until I repay you in kind.'

"Is any of this necessary?" Sammy gulped. Having an intelligent wolf working for them felt a little odd.

'Very. It's the proper etiquette for us wolves. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. Be it in the good or bad sense.' the wolf bowed again. 'I was raised properly, unlike some of the other brutes that call themselves real wolves... A bunch of fools is what they are. Getting shot at and giving us all a bad name.'

Ironic considering he'd been stealing from a ranch and got shot at himself.

"I think it'd be rude not to accept such an offer." Abby finally said.

"Abigail!"

"Sammy, this is what we've been waiting for! If he can help us get to the big city, we could really start our lives!" The girl insisted. "Don't you want to be happy?"

'The big city uh? I got a home in New York, I could definitely show you kind folk around.'

"How does a wolf get a house in New York City?!" Sammy was a little incredulous at the claim.

'I'm only a wolf once a month, that's how. The commute to these parts is hell with how traffic is like there. Takes about three days to get here, and I usually spend the end of the month with my pack.' the wolf huffed 'Which is why I'm consulting with them if you accept. Deal, or no deal?'

Abigail stared at her brother pleadingly, and even the wolf's gaze was glued to him. Sammy didn't see a way out of this, and then again did he really want to?

"Fine, but we need to pack up..."

"Great!"

'Excellent, sun will be up in a few. I'll take you back to your home and meet with you in the morning. Keep a look out for a Norman Polk.'

And so it was.

The wolf snuck them back to the ranch, where they packed up their things as their father searched frantically for the escaped wolf. Once they were done, Abigail snuck their bags to the big tree they hung out by, and both sought out their father, explaining the beast had fled and they'd tried to chase it to no avail.

In the morning they are breakfast as usual, got washed up and dressed, then waited.

Near sundown, a tall and rather handsome man with only one eye approached them.

"Norman Polk?" Sammy asked.

"In the human meatsuit." The man bowed, grinning rather wolfishly. "Yous ready to depart?"

"Yes." Both replied giddily.

"Great. Let's get goin', before your crazy pa comes out with that bigass gun o' his..."

This really was like a fairytale. Where they got their happy ending thanks to a kindly entity that respected the olden rules of equivalent exchange.

Except instead of a fairy godmother, Sammy and Abby ended up with a werewolf indebted to them. A new start seemed like fair enough of an arrangement to repay them fully.

Chapter twos out!

tick, tock, tick, tock went the clock. Clemintine was typing away at her desk at Ned avenues local clinic. she sighed, today was rough so far, a few Karen's had screamed at her, hell, one was doing it right now! and Mrs stein has been around Mr. jayleef, almost too close. and there was also the bosses threats of docking pays. she was, understandably, pissed. she sighed as the Karen continued berating her for not being able to get her checked in, even though her doctor was already with someone. "I AM TIRED OF YOU'RE BULLSHIT!" she screeched "WHO AND WHERE IS YOU'RE MANA-!?"

a large gloved hand pushed the lady aside, she was met with an inky creature with frown with cartoonish teeth showing, it had two horn like structures on its head, and ink covered its forehead and left eye, leaving the right one alone. it also had an apron and a chefs hat on one of its horns. she froze before s[peaking up. "can- can i help you..?" the thing nodded. "yes, is there a 'dr stein' here? we need to talk, now." the inky devil gritted out of its teeth. 

clementine looked at her computer for a moment before turning back. "uh, Dr stein is busy-" a cassette jumped onto the counter, before brandishing a knife. "i don't think ya get it, pal. this is personal, just tel us where the cheating bitch is." the cassette was then hauled off by another inky creature, this one sporting a projector for a head. it looked at here with defeat. "sorry 'bout him, we just have some business with her, then we'll get out of ya hair." The other inky creature nodded. Clemintine sighed. "f-fine, she should be on level three, room 402." she spoke, pointing to the nearby elevator. the two nodded. "alright! let me check taht we're all here, buddy, Norman, Wally, James one, two, three, and four. Susie, and Sam- wait, WHERES SAMMY!" the inky chef shouted. Norman slammed his head against the desk, muttering about wages and other stuff.

The ink demon grabbed Susie by the dress. "WHERE IS HE?! YOU WERE SUPOSED TO KEP AN EYE ON HIM!" Susie sighed. "sorry boss, he kinda just, i- i don't know." bendy sighed. before putting her down and pacing, gloved hand to his chin. "okay, okay, everything will be okay." he stopped. before putting his hands on his head. "WE'RE FUCKED!" he shouted, nearby patients looked over is disbelieve.

Clemintine looked confused, who was Sammy, and why was this such a big deal?

Sammy hummed a soft melody as he wondered the halls of the clinic, he stroked his ax with delight. this, this traitor lied to henry, an old friend, sure, Sammy might have tried to sacrifice him to bendy at one point, but that was behind them now. the two regularly had BBQs every two weeks, and every time Sammy saw Linda, she was on her phone, and being secretive, never letting anyone se what she was doing. it rose alot of suspiton to the music director. But now?

it all made sense. she was a dirty, dirty cheater, a disobeying sheep. and when he heard what lever she was on, he dashed to the elevator. he was getting closer... making mental nots of the room numbers: 402, 404,405, and ah! 408.. 

he smiled under his mask and let a small chuckle out. he peered into the room, it was void of any patients, but what was there, made him narrow his 'eyes.' Linda was open mouth kissing a young looking guy, whose hands roamed her body, moans rose from their throats. Sammy wanted to puke, but the want to kill this traitor surpassed. it. 

quietly, almost silently, he walked over, and raised his ax up. he took a moment to gather the strength, but liana opened her eyes and looked behind the young man. her eyes widened, before she pulled them both to the ground as Sammy brought the ax down with a smack. "hmm, not bad.." he spoke. he pulled the ax from the table. "but you wil have to try harder-!" before he could do anything else. a few figures tackled him to the ground. "GOD FUCKIGN DANMIT SAMMY! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR US!" one yelled. another figure entered the room. "Boss, let go of ol' Sammy, we gots bigger fish ta fry.." Norman spoke. Bendy got off Sammy and puled him to his feet. "you're right, norman..." Bendy looked at the cheating wife and her fling. "so, Linda... how's it been?" he talked in a overly sweet voice and walked over to her. "CUZ I HEAR YOU'RE CHEATIN ON HENRY!" he shouted. Linda backed away. "get away from me, m-monster!" she shouted, eyeing the door. she then ran to it, but ran into someone, she fell on her ass and loekd up to see Boris with a gent pipe. his face held no expression, but she knew it was angry.

"heh, you not gettin outta here THAT easily!" Wally exclaimed, waving his knife around. "now then, how bout we-" 

WEE WOO WEE WOOO!

Bendy perked up "SHIT! ITS THE COPS! QUICKLY! OUT TEH WINDOW!" the ink demon then kicked the window, shattering the glass, and everyone jumped out. Bendy pointed to Linda with a look of anger. "THIS ISN'T OVER, BITCH! WE'LL BE BACK!" he held his middle finger to her before jumping out too.

Linda was left shocked and soon passed out, and Dr. Jayleef wilted at not getting any pussy.

The gang was running like hell. "WAY TO GO SAMMY! YOU BLEW IT!" Bendy shouted. "IM SORRY M'LORD! I JUST WANTED TO MAKE HER HURT!" Bendy Growled. "SO DID WE, ASSHOLE!" the two went back and forth as Norman jogged by them "i need a fucking raise, and a cigarette..."

Susie Campbell is Alive and Well

(This is as close as I will ever get to putting Susie in harm’s way. Canon can go fuck itself)

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Sammy was glad he had quit working for Joey Drew. Clearly, he had been out of his mind to even start working for the man in the first place. Wally, Norman, Shawn, Thomas, and Allison clearly thought so too, because they all quit not long after--well, retired in Norman's case.

Regardless, nothing could have prepared him for what happened on his first day at Disney.

He had finished up and was about to go home for the day when he spotted Clara, his new boss, talking to a young lady who seemed to be a few years younger than him.

"Ah, Sammy!" Clara greeted him cheerfully. "I don't think you've met Miss Campbell here yet, have you?"

"You can just call me Susie," the woman said, holding out a hand.

Sammy blinked, his brain stalling as he tried to make sense of what was happening. The Susie Campbell he worked with back at Sillyvision had refused to leave, determined to get the role of Alice Angel back. Not to mention, she looked quite different. Admittedly, Susie Campbell didn't seem that uncommon-sounding a name, but he still had to wonder.

"No," he said finally. "I don't think I have."

(BATIM)

"So you're telling us that wasn't Susie Campbell I replaced?" Allison asked.

"That's right," Sammy said. "I called Grant, and while he couldn't find out her real name, he did find out her documents were forged. Luckily, Susie's name was the only thing she took."

"Believe me, I was very surprised when he told me," Susie said. "I couldn't imagine why anyone would want to use my name--I had just graduated from college when I started work at Disney."

"And that was only a few weeks before I quit working for Drew," added Sammy. "Finding out someone you used to work with was an impostor isn't the kind of thing you expect to happen your first day at a new job. And it's a hell of a way to meet the love of your life."

Shawn chuckled, then looked thoughtful. "Why do you think she lied about her name? And what happened to her, anyway?"

"No idea," Sammy admitted. "But unlike the real Susie, she never had my heart."

Wally pretended to gag as the music director leaned over to kiss his girlfriend. Thomas smacked him.

"Knock it off, Franks."

(BATIM)

Meanwhile, back in the studio, Boris watched in terror as Joey dragged the blonde lady towards the ink collection vats with a look of anger.

"Joey, what are you doing to Susie?"

"This is not Susie Campbell," Joey answered. "No one here has ever known Susie Campbell."

The woman's eyes went wide.

"That's right," Joey told her. "A few days before Grant quit, I heard him talking to Sammy on the phone--he'd been doing some investigating on Sammy's behalf, and he found out you lied about your identity. Now I don't know or care who you really are, but I'm not going to let you walk away like so many of the others have."

With that, he threw her over the edge. As she tumbled down, the image of Alice Angel seemed to appear for her, holding a finger to her lips as she beckoned her. Then she hit the surface of the ink and vanished into its depths.

What would emerge from the Ink Machine's womb would reflect the impostor's deceptive, two-faced nature--a fitting punishment, in Joey's eyes, for a liar.

Joy

oh the irony of what’s about to happen @sammys-sanctuary

Prowler staggered out of his friends grips, before he stomps onto lanky’s melted up body rapidly, spitting his blood at him as he scoffs “yeah! that’s what the fuck you goddamn get you piece of shit!” he says, kicking his messed up ribs as he sees a few bones go flying towards bushes, damn that is how broken his body is right now. The demon huffs before he smacks the messed up head with his tail, staggering back as he glances at buddy and prowliz, both crossing their arms “....ya done?” they both said in unison as the toon demon huffs lightly “yeah yeah... sorry...” he says, rubbing his forehead as he staggers back, with prowliz pulling him back up as the demon glances over, seeing norman going down to inspect lanky further as prowler hisses “goddamn it norman get away from him!” he says as the projectionist glances back “He stopped breathing!” all hell breaks loose as Lanky’s eyes sprouted open, slicing a bit of norman’s neck as he pushes him away, everything happens so fast that no one could begin to ponder, lanky roaring as he melted up, lunging forward as prowler was staring eye-wide, before buddy pushes him out of the way, and gets slammed into the ground, thankfully he hardned his back enough to dampened the fall a bit, before his eyes widen as he was impaled onto a tree branch, coughing up blood as he was rammed out of the branch, and onto the ground, lanky growling as he started tearing open the hardened back, as buddy shrieks out in pain, the melted power hungry lanky only gurgled and jabbed in deeper to rip out a bit more of the back, litterally until an chunk of buddy’s spine was visable as the monstrous demon grinned with glee, before it wrapped it’s tail around the already exhausted projectionist human, opening up it’s jaws as it started lowering it’s head down, about to devour buddy since he was almost stronger than prowler.... Norman shrieks as he charges forward, bashing into lanky’s side as he makes him drop buddy, the melted up feral lanky shrieks as norman punches his head as the two started punching eachother, before norman shoves lanky back, and the demon fell to an spike, shrieking as the huge spike pierced his heart again, melting and coughing as he gurgles, norman steaming as he pressed his foot down, making lanky’s body go deeper into the spike, the monstrous demon shrieking more in pain as prowliz scrambled out of the crater and rushes over to buddy, with prowler following close behind, the two stared at the state his body was in, as prowliz had her mouth covered in fear, with prowler glancing back as norman seemed to be winning a bit too easily.... almost like.... his eyes widened “NORMAN GET OUT OF THERE!!!” he says as the projectionist turns back, tilting his head, but that distraction was all that lanky needed before his entire body explodes and latches onto norman as the projectionist shrieks and roars, the three’s eyes widening as norman tries fighting off lanky’s control, before shrieking as the monstrous demon was spreading throughout his body “NORMAN!!!!” both prowliz and prowler screamed out as buddy coughs, grunting “d-damn it...!” he punches the ground, as prowliz tries to help him up, only to have him fell to his knees, panting lightly as he groaned. Prowliz’s ribs hurt, prowler was exhausted and drained, and buddy couldn’t recover fast enough, they litterally cant do anything as they watched norman trying his very best trying to fight off lanky, the sheer joy was emitting off of the monstrous demon as norman shrieks, clawing into one of the extra arms, he started getting thoughts. memories that weren’t his. lanky’s. he suddenly shrieks loud enough as he yells out at them “I FIGURED OUT HIS WEAKNESS!!!” he says, coughing as his speaker cracks and buzzes repeatedly “IT’S THE SOULS! YOU HAVE TO SEPERATE THE SOULS! TO WAKE THEM UP! TO DESTROY THEM INSIDE OUT!!! GO! HURRY I DON’T KNOW-” he roars as lanky’s tails started sprouting out of him, followed by mutiple pairs of arms, his body shifting as his mouth started becoming plastered, shrieking more as he coughed, “YOU HAVE TO FIND A WAY TO MAKE HIM FALL APART AND AT THE SAME TIME DESTROY HIS ENTIRE BODY AND MAKE HIS SOULS WAKE UP! IT’S THE ONLY WAY TO DEFEAT HIM!” he says, before he cries out as lanky stabs the speaker “RRRRRRRUN!!!” he says one final time before he roars out into the air, shrieking heavily as his body bursts with energy, an mixture of his and lanky’s roar filled the air as the three were frozen with fear.

Sunlight

//yep, this happened boys. once again, writing and characters belong to both me and @sammys-sanctuary

Buddy snarled loudly as he uses his claws to tear open an huge bubble from lanky’s body, the monstrous demon lets out a shriek before being silenced by buddy fucking stomping his foot down, only letting out a muffled whine. the fusion demon growled before looking down at what he cutted into, before his eyes widened so much the two extra eyes and the third little on on his forehead merged back with his two main eyes, the X’s dissapearing as his pupils shrunk, prowler was laying there in the remains, exhausted, malnourished, drained and very weak, Buddy whines as he scoops him up, smacking the fucked up body away a bit as he gently places prowler down, staring at him as he whines softly, nudging him as his tail pushes his chest for a bit, almost seeing if his throat was clogged up with lanky’s ‘blood’ noticing prowler’s usual white inky face was changed to a more blueish and purple color, could that be because of lanky’s corruption? or the fact his body had to force itself to adapt to living inside lanky for a long period of time. either way he kept nudging him, whining as he didint hear his friend breathing, his horns drooping as his eyes turned grey, a few little inky tears dripping down from his eyes to prowler’s body. before he tries zapping him gently a couple of times, using his powers like an  defibrillator to revive him almost, several times as more little inky tears dripped down, before he stops, noticing smoke coming from the body, as he frowns, drooping his horns as he whines.

The Demon weakly coughed out lanky’s blood, heaving and breathing heavily as his eyes snapped open, one of them was completely normal, while the other one was an wandering eye almost, with different colors. along with smaller sets of eyes around his face, panting a bit as his clothing was a bit torn up, staring at buddy as the fusion demon steps back, his eyes glowing yellow now as the two stares at eachother, prowler looking up into the sun as it shines down gently, silence in the forest as birds were chirping as they flew by, prowler could only muster out a weak chuckle and a laugh as he clutched his side, grinning a bit tiredly at buddy “h...h...hey b...bud... w....what t....took ya s...so l...long....?” he says, before coughing as buddy chirped, going over to him and nuzzling him, before prowler hears prowliz calling out for him, and then getting hug tackled by her, prowler yelping as prowliz was nearly crying into him “YOU IDIOT DON’T YOU EVER SCARE US ALL LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU WERE GONE FOR SO DAMN LONG!” she says, sobbing as prowler coughs, weakly patting her back “o...okay sis ppplease g..get off y..your hurting my b...back...” he says, before he patted buddy’s snout “a..and thank you f..for... doing all of that....” he says, the fusion demon snorted as he grinned, sticking his tongue out for a moment as his tail swayed a bit, his eyes glowing blue for a small moment as they seemed more human like as it seems everything was finally okay.... but their moment was short lived when prowler yelps as prowliz gets shoved down by an messy hand, before it snacthes onto prowler, the demon yelping as he gets lifted up by a still living and torn apart lanky, in a mixture of his other forms as he glitches apart, growling and roaring “NO! YOUR NOT GETTING AWAY FROM ME! NONE OF YOU AR-” he screams as an spear was piecrred from his back, causing his spines to blow up as his grip loosens but his arm faintly starts melting into prowler, he pants, before lanky glances over to see norman rearing back up, his light dimmed as he snorted “do you ever shut the fuck up?” he says, scoffing lightly. before Lanky could react, he shrieks as the fusion demon chomps onto him arm, prowler dropping to the ground and rolling off as he was knocked out again, mainly due to exhaustion and the lack of energy he has, the monstrous demon shrills as he tries to punch the jaws out before he outright screams in pain as buddy tears off his entire arm, holding his shoulder as he staggers back weakly, almost falling down before buddy proceeds to ram him down, and jab lanky’s torn up arm into his head, jabbing it into there as lanky shrieks more, buddy’s hands and entire body sparking before he jabs his fists into the other, lanky screaming in agony as the monstrous demon was getting shocked rapidly, shrieking as the spear was like a lighting rod, paralyzing the demon and sending smaller little shockwaves back to buddy, before the spear exploded, causing buddy to fall back, as his burnt scar on the entire right (or left) side of his face opened up more, shrieking as he clutched it, before another explosion happens as the crater deepens, as norman covers himself as more parts of the forest started burning away, until the wasteland like area was more destroyed, with lanky’s body a messed up puddle mass of remains, not even moving, twitching, or bubbling, before buddy drags himself out of the dirt, steaming heavily as his form was a mixed state of his new fusion demon like form, and his projector demon form, coughing as his projector light was on his forehead, his eyes glaring straight into lanky, limping towards him as his claws raised, prepared to finish him off once and for all... until... 

“BUDDY STOP!!!”