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freddiesaysalright · 4 years

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Part of Your World - Chapter 3

Ben!Prince Eric x Mermaid!Reader

Summary: Prince Ben is trying to escape an arranged marriage. A young mermaid wants to escape the sea. Their paths cross and they may just be what the other is looking for.

Word Count: 4.2K

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A/N: I’m sorry these chapters are taking so long, y’all. I have just been having a rough time. I hope y’all enjoy this update, though :D

Warning(s): None :)

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Chapter 3 here we go!!!

“You were waiting for me?” you questioned.

She snickered humorlessly. “Of course, princess. I keep track of all things going on in the ocean. I hoped you would consult me for help.”

You squared your shoulders. “I’ve heard rumors about you, Sycoria. Your help always comes with a price.”

“Well of course it does, darling,” she practically sang back. “All things have a price, not just my services. How would the world be if you could just get something from nothing?”

She began to slink around you, circling you, her eyes hungrily searching your form. You were apprehensive about this. But you had come this far. And you had to see Ben again.

“So, what is it you know about my desires?” you asked.

“You want the human prince,” she answered. “In order to get him, you’ll have to become human.”

You blinked. “Is that something you’re capable of?”

“Oh, my dear,” she chuckled. “I can do anything.”

“And...and what would it cost me?” you asked.

She stopped in front of you and examined your face.

“There will be two things,” she said. “One for each leg. The first, that pretty ring on your finger.”

“But -”

“It costs what it costs, darling,” she cut across you. “No haggling.”

You remained silent.

“That’s a good girl,” she praised sarcastically. “And get used to that. The second thing I want is your voice.”

“My voice?” you questioned. “But won’t I need my voice to get to know him?”

“Who needs all that?” she returned. “You’re beautiful! What else does he need to know about you?”

“I just think we should have some common interests and -”

She cut you off again. “Listen, girl. Men on the surface are not interested in a woman’s opinion or interests. You’re better off using that pretty face of yours.”

You frowned. That didn’t sound right to you. There was no way Ben had that view and tolerated Behati at the same time. Even if human society in general felt it, that was not Ben. But, that probably wasn’t relevant to Sycoria. You decided not to argue the point any further. Besides, who needed a voice when your souls had already met? You could find a way to communicate.

“Okay,” you said. “So, what’s the catch?”

“I’ll give you seven days to get the prince to fall in love with you,” she said with a sneer. “And he has to kiss you - true love’s kiss. If it happens, you will be a human permanently, and go on your merry way.”

“But if I don’t?”

“If you don’t,” she said. “I turn you into sea foam.”

You gasped and your stomach dropped. That was a rather harsh alternative! Conflict stirred within you. If you accomplished this, you would have all you ever wanted. But if you didn’t, there was a horrifying existence awaiting. Either way, there was no returning to your old life. The only way to do that was to swim away now. But your heart ached at the thought of missing out on your chance for Ben. So that wasn’t really an option.

Sycoria extended her hand.

“Is it a deal?” she pressed.

You observed her outstretched palm and hesitated. Your heart was hammering against your chest. There was no turning back now. No matter what happened, your life would never be the same. And you didn’t want it to be.

“It’s a deal.”

She let out a wicked cackle as she took your hand. A gold thread appeared above your arms and wrapped itself around your clasped hands. It tightened on you and it felt warm against your skin. Sycoria waved her free hand above it and began to chant in a language you did not understand.

Ben’s ring floated off your hand and slid itself onto Sycoria’s finger. Water began to swirl around the fins at the bottom of your tail. The whirlpool rose up around you, except for the hand still attached to the sea witch’s.

Your tail began to heat up. You looked down and saw it glowing the same gold as the string that sealed your agreement. You watched as the fins and scales twisted up and deformed. Magically, your tail began to split in half. It wasn’t painful, but you did feel an odd ache as your scales disappeared and smooth skin took its place. Suddenly, you had thighs, knees, ankles, feet! You almost gasped, but you couldn’t. Not with fully human lungs.

Sycoria released your hand. The whirlpool began to shoot upwards, taking you with it. It pushed you all the way out of her cave, and then rocketed away. It moved so fast your vision was blurry. That might have also been from struggling to breathe. But you were abruptly far away from her lair, nothing around you for miles. Then, you began a projection upward. You hurtled toward the surface, desperate for air.

When you finally broke through, you gulped it in. Fresh air. It had never felt so precious to you. The whirlpool slowly brought you to the nearby shoreline. Then you felt it. Warm sand. Dazed, winded, exhausted, and alone, you collapsed into it.

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“There’s an island up ahead where we can stop,” Behati said, checking her map. “We’ve been there before.”

“Are there supplies there?” Ben asked.

“There are no people, but plenty of animals,” she explained. “Wild turkeys and the like. Plus, fresh fruits. We stocked up in your harbor, but I’d like some more things. Plus, we can give the girls some time off the ship.”

He shot her a sympathetic look. She smiled.

“Don’t feel sorry for me, little prince,” she said. “Soon enough, I will find Sycoria and break this curse. Until then, I won’t deprive my girls.”

“I want to help,” he told her. “With finding the sea witch.”

“I thought you didn’t believe in it,” she replied.

“Well, it’s coming from you,” he said. “You’re the most honest person I’ve ever met.”

“That really is saying something, considering I’m a pirate,” she teased.

He chuckled. “I trust you, that’s all.”

“Well, I’m flattered, but we agreed that this was temporary,” she said. “Finding Sycoria could take years, and you won’t want to be here that long.”

“Sure I will!” he protested.

She shook her head. “No, you won’t. Remember that girl that saved your life? Don’t you want to find her?”

“Well, yes, but she might not even be real,” he said.

“How could you imagine a woman rescuing you?” she challenged. “I appreciate you, Ben, but you have your own journey. And I have mine.”

“Maybe I could help you first, and then you could help me,” he suggested.

She grinned. “They are too different, little prince.”

She began to walk away. He frowned.

“Why do you call me ‘little prince’ all the time?” he asked. “I’m not that much younger than you.”

She turned to face him with a smirk. “I may not look it, but I’m actually old enough to be your mother.”

“That old?”

With astonishing speed, she whipped around, removed her boot, and hurled it at him, hitting him square in the chest. He took the impact with a soft “oof” and caught the shoe before it fell to the deck. He could already feel a bruise forming.

“Shut up and get ready to anchor, porky mouth,” she said with a scowl.

He chuckled again and tossed her shoe back to her. She shoved her foot into it and stomped away, slamming the door to her quarters. He laughed.

“I wouldn’t be so amused, Ben,” Ari said. “She may leave you on the island for that one.”

He stopped laughing. “Are you serious?”

She shrugged. Then she moved along to prepare to go to the island.

Before getting on the rowboat, Ben was assured he would be allowed to return to the ship. He joined Kay and Ari in their boat as the crew lowered it down. It hit the water with a soft splash and then the three of them - with two other boats - began to row toward the shore.

The water was smooth, with few waves, so their oars cut through it easily. They were able to reach the shore within minutes.

As they all climbed out and hit the sand, Ben noticed something that made his brows draw together. It appeared to be...footprints. Footprints leading into the woods. He nudged Ari with his elbow as she finished throwing her oar down. She faced him.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Look,” he said, pointing.

She followed his finger and saw it too. She whistled and everyone looked at her.

“Ben just pointed out something we all should be aware of,” she said. “Someone else has been on the island.”

They all exchanged a nervous look.

“You’ll see just over there, footprints leading into the foliage,” she went on. “Keep your weapons up and your senses sharp. We don’t know who this person is or what they’re capable of.”

“Couldn’t it be someone in need?” asked Sharna, another crew member. “If they’re alone, they might be a victim of a shipwreck.”

Ben had not considered that. He looked at Ari.

“That might be true,” she agreed. “But if that’s the case, they may be as defensive and guarded as we are. If they’ve been through trauma, they’ll be jumpy. We still have to have the utmost caution.”

They all nodded. Several of them drew daggers, while Ari retrieved her pistol. They all crouched low and started toward the tree line.

You were just heading back to the beach, hoping to see any sign of Behati’s ship. But before that, you needed water and to eat something. You’d found a creek in the jungle, and drank from it to ease your parched throat. On several of the bushes, you found berries. You plucked them from the branches and headed back to the sand to enjoy them.

Walking was proving to be a bit of a challenge. You had to carefully consider each step, and parts of the path were painful against your feet. It didn’t occur to you how much the plant life could prick and poke at you.

Legs were a lot wobblier than a tail. In the water, you didn’t really need balance. But the sturdiness of the ground beneath you was jarring. To have your surroundings be so rigid and unmoving was something you were really going to have to adjust to.

As you approached the beach and the tree line thinned out, you saw that there was already a group of people there. Your eyes immediately found Ben, but you noticed that all of them were on edge as they came toward the trees. They had their weapons drawn and were all staying close together. They hadn’t seen you yet.

You crouched behind a bush, feeling an odd stretch in your muscles. Knees and ankles were strange and not nearly as strong as you had hoped. You had to put down the fruit and use your hands to stay balanced.

Ben took a deep breath as he and the girls stopped just before the trees. He looked carefully among the thick green branches but couldn’t see anything or anyone. It set him even more on edge. Ari was looking back toward the tracks in the sand, brow furrowed. Ben followed her gaze.

“What is it?” he whispered.

“It looks like….whoever this was had trouble walking,” she said. “There are drag marks in the sand too, and places where it looks like they fell. I think Sharna’s right, this is probably someone in trouble.”

“If they’re struggling to walk, they can’t have gone far,” Ben pointed out. “Should we call out so we don’t startle them?”

Ari hesitated. “I’m not sure. They could still be dangerous. I don’t want any of us at risk, either.”

You heard their hushed conversation despite their efforts. Now that their shoulders had relaxed and their weapons had lowered, you felt like now was the time to meet them. You were only a few feet away. Slowly, you pushed yourself up.

Ben and Behati’s crew jumped back when they heard the bush rustle and you rose to your full height. They watched in awe as you appeared before them. It struck you suddenly that they were clothed and you were not. Humans covered themselves. It was a mystery to you as to why, but you stood out enough to feel embarrassed.

Ben had never seen a woman so beautiful. You felt familiar to him, like he had met you before, only he couldn’t place where it was. Something about your eyes gave him the feeling. You held his gaze with such a knowing look, he was certain you felt it too.

“It’s you!” he gasped.

“What?” Ari questioned.

He stepped forward, ignoring her, and he approached you.

“Have we met before?” he asked.

You nodded, beaming.

“You’re the one I’ve been looking for!” he cried.

He reached out for you, and you took his offered hand. To touch him sent such a thrill through your body, you nearly forgot that the others were there.

“Please, you’ve got to tell me your name,” he said.

You started to say it, but no sound came from your throat. In your excitement, you forgot that your voice was gone. You thought for a moment about what to do. Then you decided to try something crazy.

My name is Y/N, you signed to him.

His face fell. The disappointed expression that claimed it broke your heart.

“Oh, I must be mistaken,” he said. “The woman who saved me spoke to me.”

You tried to stay optimistic.

You know sign language? You asked.

He nodded. “Yes. My mother is deaf, so I learned it young.”

That made you smile. He offered a small one in return.

“D’you need help?” he asked.

You nodded your head. He looked you over, realizing just now that you were naked. Your hair covered your chest, the bush you hid behind blocked you from the waist down, but his cheeks still went pink. He shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders.

“There,” he said, then turned to Ari. “Should we bring her to the ship?”

“Well, she’s a woman in need, Captain Behati will be happy to help her,” she said. “What did she say her name was?”

“Y/N,” Ben said, looking back at you. “That’s rather pretty.”

Thank you, you signed, your own face heating up now.

“Come on, Y/N,” Ari said. “Ben and I will take you to the ship while the rest of the girls do some hunting and gathering.”

Her smile was gentle. You immediately trusted her. Still holding Ben’s hand, you came out from behind the bush. You stumbled when you moved, and you fell right into Ben’s chest. He caught you in strong arms, with a soft laugh. You looked up at him apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “You’ve really been through something, haven’t you?”

You nodded slowly. He helped you steady yourself, and the three of you headed back down the beach toward the row boat. He had to assist you into it, but you didn’t mind at all. You settled onto the little bench seat, wrapping his coat tighter around your shoulders. It smelled so nice. Something you didn’t notice the last time you were close to him.

“I’ll row,” Ari said, picking up the oar before Ben could. “You need to be resting that arm.”

“It’s fine,” he protested, but she shook her head. “At least let me help push it.”

“Fine,” she said. “But nothing more after that. You really want to have to get it sewn up again?”

“God, no,” he sighed. “You can row.”

“That’s a good lad,” she said.

You smiled at their friendly exchange. It felt a bit odd once you were on the water to be floating in the boat. You had never noticed how much the water actually moved before. The rocking motion made your stomach churn.

“So, Y/N, how’d you end up on the island?” Ben asked.

Shipwreck, you signed.

You didn’t like to lie, but the truth was too unbelievable.

“A shipwreck, eh?” he continued. “It must have been some journey for you. I didn’t see any debris.”

You blinked, surprised by this observation, but slid quickly back to a neutral expression.

I’m not sure how it happened or where, you signed. There was an explosion, and the next thing I knew, I was on the island.

“That’s scary,” he said. “I’m sorry you went through all that.”

Thank you, you signed.

He put his hand on top of yours and you felt warm.

It didn’t take long to reach the ship. Ben had to help you again, since you struggled to stand up in the rocking boat. However, this time when you climbed up, there was a rope ladder. It was much easier without a tail. Ari came up behind you, and Ben climbed up last. Ari helped you over the edge, and you planted your feet on the ship.

Behati emerged from her quarters when she heard the noise. Your jaw dropped when you saw her. She was so tall, and her skin was so dark and beautiful. She was a living legend, right in front of you.

Then you remembered that she had seen you for that fleeting moment after you rescued Ben. You saw the recognition in her eyes - as well as some confusion at your new appearance - and you shot her a pleading look. She gave you a curt nod. She would not reveal you.

“Captain, this is Y/N,” Ari said. “We found her on the island. Apparently there was a shipwreck.”

“I see,” Behati said. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that. But we’re happy to help you.”

“She got on a lot easier than I did,” Ben joked.

“She is not a man,” she returned with a chuckle.

“Well, she can’t speak,” he explained. “But she knows sign language.”

“You know sign language?” Behati questioned, eyebrows raising.

“Yeah, my mother’s deaf,” he said again. “I was raised with it. I’m surprised you know it.”

“I meet all kinds of people, little prince,” she said. “I thought it would be useful to know. There are a few other crew members who know it as well.”

That’s a relief, you signed.

“I bet,” she teased. “Can you imagine only being able to talk to Ben?”

“Hey!” he said with playful indignance.

Their banter made you worry a bit. Could it be possible that Ben and the captain were already attached to each other? You were so certain that you had felt something after rescuing him, but what if it was only gratitude? What if you were doomed to Sycoria’s fate because he already loved another?

“Come,” Behati said. “We’ll get you some fresh clothes and some water, yeah?”

You nodded and followed her to her quarters.

Ben watched you go, feeling an unfamiliar longing in his chest. The way your hair fell down your back and swished when you walked was mesmerizing. The way your hands moved so delicately when you signed charmed him. And your eyes were absolutely captivating.

“How sweet,” Ari joked. “Ben’s got a crush.”

“I do not,” he returned, rolling his eyes.

Inside with Behati, she addressed the elephant in the room.

“So, last time we met, you were a mermaid,” she said. “Although, we weren’t properly introduced.”

You looked uncomfortably at the floor. She pushed some clothes into your arms, then cupped your chin to make you look at her.

“I won’t ask what made you do this, it’s not my business,” she said. “But there’s only one being I know with the power to make such a transformation….Sycoria.”

You held her gaze and nodded.

“Do you know how to find her?” she asked.

You shook your head before you signed, After she transformed me, she sent me away so fast, I was disoriented. I’m not sure how far away the island is from her lair.

“So, she’s in a lair somewhere,” Behati said. “It can’t be too far from here. What do you remember of it?”

Purple, you signed. It glows purple.

“Well, it’s a start,” she said. “Welcome aboard, Y/N. I’ll let you get dressed.”

She started to leave, but you grabbed her arm. She faced you.

Are you and Ben...together? You asked.

It was such an awkward thing. But you had to know now if you were wasting your time. She threw her head back and cackled.

“Oh, sweet sea child,” she wheezed, wiping her eyes. “The only one interested in Ben on this ship is you.”

Your brow furrowed.

“I’ve never wanted a man,” she said. “Nor will I. I have only ever loved women.”

And your crew? They’re all like you?

She nodded. “There are a few of us who enjoy men as well. But most of us don’t.”

I never thought that human attraction was as varied as the merpeople, you signed. We have many couples of varied genders.

“Humans are fascinating creatures, Y/N,” she told you. “I just hope they don’t disappoint you.”

You raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Never mind,” she said with a shrug. “I’ll leave you to it now.”

You took her arm again. Now - a little embarrassed - you signed, I don’t know how to put them on.

She chuckled. “I’ll help you, then. No worries.”

You thanked her and she showed you how to wear everything. They were simple clothes, and she taught you the words for everything - pants, shirt, boots, et cetera. Human garments were surprisingly comfortable, but Behati explained that most human women wore dresses, underneath which were these things called corsets. They sounded horrible to you, so you were grateful to be where you were.

“And one last thing,” Behati said, grabbing a hat and placing it on your head. “Protect that pretty skin from the sun.”

You smiled again at her.

“We’ll need to do something about that hair,” she said. “I can braid it for you if you want.”

You nodded eagerly and plopped yourself down in her chair. She laughed and took her place behind you. You had extremely long hair, and just the few moments you spent on deck showed you the wind was going to be a problem. Thankfully, Behati twisted your hair into two beautiful braids, and you were ready to join the crew.

When you stepped out, Ben and Ari were waiting.

“How does she look?” Behati asked, twirling you.

“Great!” Ben said, enthusiastically. “Although, she looks much too sweet to be a member of a pirate crew.”

Your face flushed and you toyed with one of your braids. He felt his heart skip a beat at your display of bashfulness. He thought you were...cute. Very cute.

“I agree,” Behati said. “But luckily, it’s not permanent. Perhaps we’ll find something more suitable for her at our next stop.”

“When’s that?” Ben wondered.

“Not far from here is a harbor town called Henrietta,” she told him. “We’re going to stop there to pick up things like clothes and weapons. Plus, there’s someone there I’d like Y/N to meet.”

You shot her a quizzical look.

“Not to worry,” she said. “Ben will go with you.”

She explained nothing else, but returned to her quarters.

She’s so mysterious, you signed.

“She is,” he agreed. “But she’s got a big heart.”

You nodded.

So, you began. Was your mother born deaf or did she become deaf later in life?

“She was born deaf,” he said. “Were you born mute?”

You shook your head sadly.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

It’s alright, you signed. It was sort of my choice. But that’s a long story.

“Well, I’d love to hear it someday,” he said kindly.

I want to know more about you, you replied. What’s your mother’s name?

“Asenora,” he said. “My father’s name is James. They’re the king and queen.”

Tell me more.

You coaxed as much information as you could out of Ben before the crew returned from the island. It was nearly two hours of getting to know him. He told you a bit about his childhood and the way he ended up with Behati - since he was unaware you knew the story from your eavesdropping.

“You’re a very easy person to talk to, Y/N,” Ben said.

Probably because I’m not able to interrupt, you joked.

He chuckled. “Well, you said it.”

Not technically, you continued.

He full on laughed. “Look, the girls are coming back. But why don’t we continue this later? It’s been really lovely to have someone to chat to.”

You nodded.

Absolutely, you signed. How can I help?

“Ari and I can show you,” he said.

He took your hand and led you over to her. As the small team returned, it was time to get ready to hoist the anchor and move again. And dinner had to be prepared. Ari showed you how to help, and you were eager to prove you could. As you helped her wind up a rope, you looked over at Ben, who was helping Behati sort the food and game they had collected on the island. He caught your eye and smiled.

What you had felt after your rescue was still there, that much you knew. The only obstacle was getting to a place where you could explain everything to Ben. You just hoped he would believe you. But as you grinned at each other, you were as hopeful as you’d ever been.

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kotokeke-kirishimaismybaby · 4 years

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about this askgame,,, pal just answer what you feel like answering rn i wanna know all of em if im honest

hehehhe challenge accepted

Asks for Fanfic writers

drop a number and a fandom in my askbox and I’ll answer:

1. things that inspire you hmmm music, other writers, projecting my own need for relationship lol

2. things that motivate you uhhh idk I think just wanting people to enjoy their time reading fanfic, because fanfic have

3. name three favorite writers omg I have so many… chonideno, shippeh, newamsterdam

4. name three authors that were influential to your work and tell why I know longer have recollection of published works, what are book XD umm I’ve always loved JRR Tolkien bc of his world building, theme of friendships, and kickass imagination and dedication to his work

5. since how long do you write? August 30th 2019 lol my first fic

6. how did writing change you? Makes me feel like I’m good at something

7. early influences on your writing any kiribaku fanfic

8. what time are you most productive? Probably the evenings/ nightimes

9. do you set yourself deadlines? I want to… kinda did once but got too stressed when didn’t meet them

10. how do you do your researches? Mmmm google! And flipping through bnha manga lol

11. do you listen to music when writing? Either whatever song is setting the mood for a fic or anime lo-fi beats playlists on spotify

12. favorite place to write cuddled up in 9+ blankets in my bed

13. hardest character to write tetsutetsu…

14. easiest character to write Bakugou mfking Katsuki… bc self-projection probably

15. hardest verse to write the nightmare that baku has in ‘I fall away and you don’t let me go’

16. easiest verse to write Kirishima naming Baku in “a heroes name”

17. favorite AU to write haven’t written any other than in the canon world

18. favorite pairing to write kiribaku

19. favorite fandom to write my hero academia

20. favorite character to write bakugou

21. least favorite character to write uhh I don’t think I’ve run into this problem yet

22. favorite story you’ve ever written “you’re not some useless idiot in my life, got it?”

23. least favorite story you’ve ever written “I fall away and you don’t let me go”… idk why I can’t stand that fic, it’s my most popular fic too

24. favorite scene you’ve ever written post-sports festival spar between kiri and baku from Fated Red…. But that fic also has future scenes I’ve written that are just incredible imao

25. favorite line you’ve ever written Kirishima gives a laugh and reaches a nervous hand to the back of his neck, “I wanted you to have a good time. Seeing everyone pissed you off already… so I thought you’d rather just go for a walk!”

Bakugou deadpans, “You thought that going up 80 floors is the best alternative for cheering me up.”

“Well you said before you liked mountain climbing, so I figured this was close enough.” >>>>> make myself laugh lol

26. story you’re most proud of Fated Red, but mostly the unpublished parts I’m trying to bridge the gap to get to lol

27. best review you ever got all the reviews from sweetonmylove make me cry happy

28. worst review you ever got I’ve been blessed with such good reviews so n/a

29. favorite story/poem of another author Heartbeat Thunder by shippeh is 10/10 my favorite

30. hardest part of writing writing lol

31. easiest part of writing when the characters talk for you

32. alternate title for (insert story title) hmmm n/a I like my titles

33. alternate ending for (insert story title) “you’re not some useless idiot in my life, got it?”--- alt ending has a kiss lol but just didn’t fit in

34. alternate pairing for (insert story title) n/a, I basically only do kiribaku lol

35. single story or multi-part story? Single?

36. one-shot or multi-chaptered story? One-shots for sure… multi chaps are so freaking hard

37. canon or AU? canon

38. do you reread your own stories? Omg yes… and wonder how tf I did that

39. do you want to be published some day? Hmm maybe???

40. which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series I would have loved to see “If I was Stuck on An Island, I Would Bring You” as part of the mha two heroes movies XDXD

41. one song that captures (insert story title) I listened to Touch by Kehlani for almost all fics to keep it soft

42. do you plan or do you write whatever comes to your mind? Plan but so much changes as I write

43. would you ever write a sequel for (insert fic title here) I want to write a small sequel to “you’re not some useless idiot in my life, got it?”

44. do you write linear or do you write future scenes if you feel like it? All the time future scenes and I never know how to connect them to what I’ve already written

45. share the synopsis of a story you work on that you haven’t published yet Kaminari mentions to Bakugou at band practice to “not hurt Kirishima” and he proceeds to be petty by pointedly aggressively caring for kiri… ends in confession

46. share a scene of a story that you haven’t published yet Ground Zero and Red Riot are an inseparable hero team since the beginning of second year at UA, where the provisional licenses extended to allowing student hero pairings on patrol. They have practiced defense and coordinated attacks, and a reassurance where they both know they are safe with the other around. Kirishima loves every minute with his boyfriend, as his partner both in love and as heroes.

It always amazes Kirishima when he’s surrounded by the flashes of Bakugou’s explosions as he moves around in his attacks. Kirishima sometimes tries to take down his villains as quickly as possible just to watch Ground Zero take down his target with his powerful explosions. They are beautiful and loud.

But it starts slowly, the inevitable.

Kirishima begins to come home from patrol with headaches and blaming them on fatigue and hunger. A low ringing sounds in his ears that sometimes continues even to the next day. Some days it’s hard to concentrate. And other days, Kirishima finds himself turning around in confusion with a question of “what?” before he realizes he’s missed what was said to him.

What didn’t he just hear? >>>>>> it’s a kiribaku hoh fic that I’m completely in love with and don’t wanna mess it up

47. how many unfinished ideas/stories are you working on at the same time? 5.. and only two are slow updates

48. three spoilers for (insert story title) “Faded Red” – Kiri and baku gets OFA, the emotion trigger for deku when he gets kiri quirk is love…, it’s honestly self-indulgent kiribaku slice of life scenes with an undertone of them being fated together….

49. writing advice I need some lol maybe to remind yourself that this is for you and don’t have to prove anything to others who may not like it

50. open question to the writer question I want to answer maybe? Will I keep writing and finish fated red and fake it? Answer is yes, eventually, hopefully soon when I stop being blocked and life gets out of my way

#ask #fanfic writing #kotokeke #kirishimaismybaby #i have soo much to do and i spend it on random qs #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kiribaku fanfic #kiribaku

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heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon · 4 years

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The deal with my deer tail: Continued from the last tagged post (MENTIONS OF EX’S AND OHS OFF THE PORT BOW).

Like, I’m very painfully aware that this is %200 a trauma/coping thing that I’ve developed for myself now because deer were … My exe’s absolute favorite animal of all time ever and he associated with them deeply in regards to certain aspects of his personality and hobbies and this kinda plays a little bit into why I was attracted to him in the first place because it was such unique interest for someone to have and then ….Of course his favorite film ever was “Bambi” like, to the point of having the plushies and the original ORIGINAL book by Felix Salten along with it’s original sequel book and everything and it’s like …So odd for me because I live right by the woods in the middle of nowhere anyway and not a day goes by without discussion of these creatures in my house or without an offer to go “deer spotting” or “Bambi Spotting”… And I don’t have much room to say “no” because who would say “no” to deer sighting so I typically just go along with as if it doesn’t effect me because I have no choice….. And anyway outside of my home life I know tumblr typically loves deer and deer aesthetics as well and while I thought I’ve been trying to go out of my way to avoid this particular animal (at least on social media if I’m unable to in my home life) for the longest time because I associate them so deeply with my ex … Because deer were *HIS* thing … I’m slowly coming to terms with this creeping realization that I’ve had that I’ve not only been surrounded by the actual animal since before I met him …. But I’ve also just … Been surrounded by just …. All these deer characters and deer aesthetic since he left me…. And that also hurts me ….Because ….Since he’d been trying to find ways to get back in contact with me for the better part of the decade yearly since then, without ever apologizing, and since 2017 I’ve only had two years without receiving something from him in order to fully process how he’d been in my life for a near full decade like, wether I wanted him to be or not … That sort of just … devolved into this odd habit of me projecting unto certain characters with these kind of aesthetics and relationship dynamics to help cope because he never gave me anything else and it’s weird because I started to seek out these things and look at them in context to my relationship with this person and I just felt ….. bittersweet but okay because I would think of him and I would think of the way that he used to make me feel and feel and I would feel sad but because of the nature and narrative that I was projecting toward I would also feel comforted in a way and validated and calm? Which is also the way I’d start to feel whenever I’d see an actual deer or mention of deer or even see clips or concept art from “Bambi” or a baby deer …

But ………

So back in 2018, just a couple days after what would have been one of our “anniversaries” had past, and I hadn’t even keeping track of how many at that point but like, basically something happened that triggered me into a remember the time that in 2013 he had found my tumblr and followed me without warning, context or permission, without even speaking to me after finding me the year before this just to let me know how much he couldn’t care less about me, apparently ….. which, sure, Jan.

But … This time he was freaking me out because he was just following me silently on a blank account out of nowhere and I kind of managed to find what could’ve been considered my first ever girlfriend within the six months to a year that he’d been out of my life and it is me and this new girl had only “official” for 3 days after like, 6 months of slow burn flirting with each other and then this other cowardice arsehole who didn’t even have the dignity to speak to me proper was … Someone who had known for me for 3 years and someone whom I had once shared the most intimate parts of myself with.

In short I could already foresee this becoming a pattern after he’d managed to contact me the last time so I ended up breaking down and having a panic attack.

I didn’t know what to do and I felt sick to my stomach and I didn’t want him putting me in a spot, so… I made a screen cap and a post and kind of explaining who he was and how he hurt me and how I didn’t want him hurting my girlfriend or anyone else so just PLEASE don’t talk to him etc. And then I blocked him and threw up. And would-be-girlfriend blocked me the next day because of this…

A couple weeks later around New Years, I decided to log into the old hotmail account that I had just because I was curious….

The first email that he sent me was to let me know that he was going to follow me on tumblr and he was asking how my Christmas was and inquiring how I was doing, he wanted to know if I was “fine”. His version of pet names all included as if nothing had gone wrong between us ….

The next three emails, sent within minutes of each other, each only sentences long, were all responding to my reaction to his following me on tumblr without a word, without context, and seemingly without context …. These emails all of which I did not end up saving or screen caping because…. I’m pretty much 99% freaking. Percent. SURE! That he stated something passively along the lines of: “ If I REALLY wanted to *BLANK* , I would have done so… >.>” cause I distantly remember his little side eye emoji that he placed after the words “done so” and like, it’s really easy to kind of place the words “HURT YOU” in the middle of that, because that’s what I was talking about him doing in context, which would lead to at least vaguely remembering this in a full sentence as: “If I REALLY wanted to hurt you, I would have done so … >.>”

So yes, I’m at least 99% sure that he had threatened me, like that …

And of course I didn’t respond, but I do remember feeling threatened enough that it made my heart race and it made me cry and I needed to ask my mom for champaign to calm and I also remember that the whole reason why I didn’t save those emails was because if I did it would make the threat real and would need to tell my parents and I just didn’t want to think of him that way or what he’d meant by that and because this was already becoming a pattern, I didn’t want to spend another entire year of being paranoid he was planning something …

And he also kept going about what a nice guy he was and told me to have a nice life and told me he was gonna check up on me anymore and said that I treated him like shit …

So I just took a sip of my champaign, told myself I’d see him in a year, and deleted his emails… This was in 2013.

In 2014, I caught him spying on me through the visitors page of an account I’d already gone out of my way to block him on, and I noticed that, even though it been two years, he still had the icon that I had personally picked out for him as his avatar, an odd memory to keep from someone you claim to not care about, constantly ….

In 2015, he sent me a silent skype request…

In 2016.. He found my tumblr again …Actually saying something where I could access it this time … He sent me like, 7 IM’s and for the most part was back to being nice as pie, back to his version of calling me pet names and everything … claimed that he just wanted to say Hello …

He said that we could talk someday if I wanted to and that it was up to me … I still didn’t answer, because for one this was past midnight on Friday The 13th and when I saw that I had 7 IM’s and a new follower I just …. I got this sinking gut feeling that I knew that it was him and then I told myself that I was being paranoid again and that he couldn’t possibly because I’d already blocked him and so I opened up the messages just to prove to myself that I was wrong and got met with his username and a single smiley face emoji like:

“:)” Was the first thing I saw when I opened his messages…

And I immediately closed them out again and I closed tumblr out and I just sat there …. for awhile … Because the last thing he did say to me verbally was to threaten me and tell me that I treated him like shit … And I had no way of knowing what could be behind that smiley face …

But I needed to know … So I opened the messages and read them …

And that’s when he went back to being as nice as his own pie recipe and seemingly pretending like those emails and the spying didn’t happen …

Like, I don’t know if he knew I knew about them, but I have an inkling he must’ve otherwise he wouldn’t have been that cocky … “:)” is not a friendly smiley face, nor will it ever be.

And in the middle before all that he was like: “Let’s hope you don’t bite my head off this time …. xD” referring back to only the 2013 incident when I said something indirectly and that scared away the girl I was about to maybe start something with, again as if that didn’t happen ….

So, I didn’t answer him, because he didn’t earn it.

So like yeah, back in 2018, due to …. certain contexts of certain things which would also lead into me having anticipated myself getting caught up in an over abundance of people’s appreciation for deer, due to something that I not mention, I’d also been triggered/hit with a sharp realization that, October 27th, 2019 would have been the 10 year anniversary of having met that person in the first place, if he hadn’t discarded me after 3 years and then spent like, the better part of the decade trying to get in contact with me, upon the deeper realization that, even as of now, I’ve only really officially had this person out of my life for two years, and on top of that, he’d still find a way of showing up in my life Every. Single. Year. For the past four years. And now I would have to be dealing with an over abundance of deer and ‘Bambi’ references and puns, even more so than I obviously did and still do now, in my home life…

So my reaction was to laugh. REALLY fucking hard. And then I realized that deer might actually just…. LEGIT be my trigger always and then I started crying laughing cause I was just like “OH dear GOD… (and I can’t even like, say that that or type that without it already being a pun without it being a pun …which only makes it FUNNIER …) I might LEGIT have Bambiphobia!”

And then I broke down. Because I didn’t know how to feel about this or how I was gonna deal with it.

I’m still figuring out how I feel about this and how I’m dealing with it ….

My ex …. Was….He wasn’t a very complex boy but, he had always been more ,… In touch with things like femininity and sensitivity, or at least made a show of it, but I’d like to think he was genuinely like that considering what his interests were and he might’ve been autistic too just, looking back on things in context?

(His absolute FAVORITE music to listen to was also Owl City and he loved Adam Young, and considering Adam Young is self diagnosed and my ex’s special interest in deer, and Bambi and the books and the plushies and the the way he could just …talk and talk to me about anything for hours and hours and hours and we’d never we’d never get tired of each other…. I’ve just been doing all this math in my head I’m not trying to imply anything bad about these things and they all play into factors of why I was originally attracted to him to begin with).

He openly identified as Bisexual before I even knew what that was for myself and still kind of considered myself “Straight but not Narrow TM” or whatever kind of definition I saw on Television.

He wrote poetry as a hobby and of course knew how to play the piano while I did none of those things.

He was 17 when I met him but due to cultural difference of where he lived… he enjoyed wine and opera.

He was extremely well spoken and charming and articulate, and he also loved Mr. Rodger’s and Albert Einstein to the point of just having just … One big black and white poster of Albert in his room and one time, he was going on about his admiration for Rodger’s and so innocently told me how he intended to write and send him fan-letters one day and then reasonably became extremely upset when I informed that Rodger’s passed away, and I felt even more so helpless to comfort him when he asked me if I could tell him a little bit more about Rodger’s life to make him feel better and I knew absolutely nothing about the man aside from vaguely remembering that I used to watch his show when I was small …

So yeah my ex’s personality could essentially be summed up as: “ Eccentric, Silly “Smart” boy”, if I needed to …

He once excused himself when I told him that I needed to eat soon and came back, all decked out in a tuxedo to “have dinner together”, and I was about to eat a taco…

This one time he noticed that I was super uncomfortable and upset because I just watched this disgusting ableist film that had like incest in and shit and I didn’t wanna tell him but he got it out it out of me and HE KNEW WHAT FILM I WAS TALKING ABOUT AND THEN WANT ON BIG RANT AND ESSAY ABOUT HOW VILE IT WAS AND HOW I SHOULD PAY IT NO MIND AND AFTERWARDS HE WAS LIKE: “You know what? We need some music to wash the taste out of our mouths…” and then he just started playing the piano to calm me down further.

And I’m only saying it like this because incase no one has noticed it’s been a little bit more… Confusing? For me to try and throw a man like this into everyone’s typical “FuckBoyTM” box and call that “Healing”.

I wouldn’t even wanna put labels on him …

I genuinely feel as though I would need to think back to olden times in order to find a way to insult him that would accurately combat and deconstruct the amount of passion we brought out in each other, if it is appropriate to speak of my feelings for him in this context.

His mistreatment of women that he did not like …. Left much to be desired in regards to his attitude. Though his comments were mostly reserved for his half sister, my half sister, and fictional characters and I’m not bringing this up to try and say that this was justified or frame it into a: “Well, he never did that to ME sort of picture …” Though, the odd thing is that, for all the things that my younger self had shared with him, after his abandonment, ever year for four years I’d kept on waiting for the shoe to drop and for him to call me names and slurs and for the verbal abuse to finally commence and he just …

He wouldn’t do any of that. He never did. Not once. Not even during times he would get angry with me when we were together.

So when HE DID, lose his patience with me, he never resorted to name calling, so when he said and did things that hurt me, that he should’ve known better for doing, that meant he was really fucking harsh ….

So harsh, that one night….. It would be the final night I’d ever thought I’d speak to him again. Or at least begin to test him to see if he would come back and apologize and therein lies the the issue: HE ALWAYS came back, HE NEVER apologized.

Perfect. Gentleman. (Of course I’m using sarcasm).

Seriously, you know that new chat post about Male Victorian Novel Protagonist has fucked by his Lady Love and Knows This, BUT is Too Proud to admit this though still pines for her so when he speaks to her now he just: *sweats*…Is your family in good health?

Legit triggers my PTSD cause for the past four years with me it’s been just: Hey mate. Wanted to see how your X-mas was. Is your family okay? Are you fine? I’ve got some time off… Okay fine, I won’t check on you anymore, it’s not like I still love you or anything, baka! >.< *cue two more years of silent bating before* Hey kiddo you doing okay? I know it’s late but my days off today and if you wanna talk someday you can I’ll leave you alone now! :)

Like I know I’m paraphrasing but that’s pretty much it (and I know I know I’m sorry for the “baka” joke, but he WAS a huge otaku nerd to a certain extent and all the anime that I would watch before I really started interacting with AMV editing community on YouTube was recommended him so needless to say I do not watch Anime so much anymore but I couldn’t resist making a “baka” joke in my own mind while reading his poorly veiled passive aggression and it’s written down and out of my system how I’m gotten to properly share one of the ways I’ve teased him for this if only in my own mind.

The thing that makes me feel weird/guilty about all this though is despite his behavior suspicious as shenanigans, he’d only ever attempt close contact once per year (as far as I know) and as far as I know aside from that one time I’d caught him spying on an art group from an account I’d already blocked him on which I don’t really know how he found (which okay, still a little shaken up about that one every time I type about it) his way of always popping up in my life somehow never really strayed from his ordinarily open way of trying to do it, and he’d never verbally abuse me or call me names or slurs while this was happening, despite how condescending or ominous he was while trying to get a razzle out of me …

MEANWHILE, because I let him get a razzle out of me, no matter how long ago it was before I found cpunk, I ended up deliberately calling him an extreme ableist slur just to send him away from away from me, over what was nothing more than a silly misunderstanding and classic case of miscommunication because I couldn’t see his first email and didn’t think to check before I went off on him, regardless if the misunderstanding could’ve been prevented if he communicated directly or not.

And I was too caught up in my reaction to him choosing being ominous and condescending when once he finally decided to try to speak to me again after two years of silent lurking after the last time he tried to speak to me he passively threatened me, that I didn’t get to take back the use of my ableist language toward when I had the chance. Which is the only thing that I’d ever apologize for before his, if he ever gave me one, and of course not conditionally for the both of us.

My ex’s most sensitive spot has always been his mental health and I’ve always known this because I found out once in the early stages of our relationship when we were roleplaying and I went a little too far with my character, so that’s in 2013 when I panicked I decided to say something…like that to upset him in hopes that he would leave me alone but I was really more hurt than I was scared and I would have confronted him directly but again I had a putting it quite bluntly flakey rebound “girlfriend” at the time and I had no idea where she was and I was freaking out and I didn’t want him putting me in a spot and I didn’t know what would happen if he left me alone. And this was at a time when I was taking the “stealth” mode about being disabled. Partially because of him (Gee I WONDER what could’ve happened).

The only person who knew this about me, very intimately (not intimately enough), was him and of course at the time I would NEVER tell my silly abled-bodied brit of a rebound girlfriend.

So, I did what I did and I said what I said.

At the time I only became slightly afraid when I read his reaction in those emails, and then the next year when I caught him spying on already blocked account and the blocking system worked both ways so I had no way of confronting him about it even if I wanted to ether way.

Though, I was admittedly slightly comforted knowing that he never changed the icon I’d picked out for him ….enough to kinda calm me down a bit…… Is that weird of me? It was weird of him.

Now because of this trigger and the context of certain things as to WHY this was such a strong trigger and in context of certain things that we both said… and in regards of the way he handled trying to get back in contact with me for four years and responded to the one reaction he got out of me and proceeded to continue the pattern for 3 years when he couldn’t just used that time to apologize like I’d been waiting for him to do and meanwhile I’m still… confused and guilty … because the first and final reaction he ever got out of me was …that.

For the past year now…. I haven’t been able to stop myself from crying and I just don’t feel like I can let it be like this anymore because I already felt awful about everything before but relating everything in context of the trigger which is another case where I could actually use it help cope is just making me feel so much worse.

What makes this even worser though is that this particular trigger is not only very popular and very public and with this substantial involvement of deer and deer aesthetics and then certain aesthetics and even names …. That I feel like only the two of us would get that it’s just ouch… But like, this thing is also interconnected with Owl City, like not officially but in it’s own way? Which is one of the first things that I thought of once I let the trigger settle because one of the FIRST questions that my ex asked me the day that I met him was wether or not I liked Owl City and I had never even heard of them before so I looked them up and my heart melted and I just knew I had to keep this God Damn Fucking Ray Of Sunshine in my miserable life and never let him go….

And I like to think obviously that the tables must have turned a little bit since then which is another part of what makes using my triggers as coping mechanisms if I can, so cathartic and funny to me and why people can pry this method from my hysterical hands …..

But what I’m getting at here making the Owl City mention even though I hadn’t had myself listen to a single Goddamn thing of theirs for 7 years up until this FREAKING. YEAR (because the tears were already flooding, my honey’s, so I figured MIGHT AS WELL! And yes I did end up crying my eyes out like I knew that would happen if I’d ever let myself listen to Adam Young ever again …) is that… This this thing….. That I love….. Is also a thing my ex would love ….And the reason that all my projectional coping mechanisms work so well is because the dynamics that remind me of our relationship tend to work both ways and is probably part of the reason how I was able to keep (at least reasonably) calm through the 4 years he kept tabs on me was because I felt like I had this very specific trope-y outlet to project my feelings onto and I know that he was a nerd so, if he was … paying attention and absorbing the same media I was …(he would’ve already learned how to apologize…)

No, but seriously, the difference is with THIS media though… Is because it has so many ties to so many of his own aesthetics and things he enjoys …..I just know ….. That he was seeing exactly what I was seeing. I was DREADING the concept of knowing that I was going to fall in love with this thing from the very beginning and it got to the point where I’d be reminded of certain elements I’d forgotten or I’d see certain things play-out for the the first time and, my breath would hitch in my chest …. and I feel guilty (You cannot be attracted to this you cannot be attracted to this you cannot be attracted to this. Not THIS time. Not again. Never again. Stop it …. Stop it…Stop it. Because ether way this is bad. This is terrible. This is going to be by far the WORST one because you know it involves the actual THING now for both you instead of just elements of the thing why are you subjecting yourself to this?! You know he’s seeing this right now….If he watched the Owl City thing that we’re not watching, then he’s watching this. And YOU shouldn’t be watching this ether!

And so, I would discipline myself to disassociate: You will NOT project THAT relationship onto these two characters, they haven’t even interacted yet!

And then …. that happened. They interacted. And it obviously felt so much worse then…. I prepared myself two seconds in for how it was gonna play out. But I wasn’t prepared that it would end ….or even be that close to home. And then I reminded myself that he was probably watching the same thing that I was, as I’ve always done because it was fun being reminded I was right, my only solace really because projecting myself through these characters was the closest I’d ever get to an apology, but the time that the first viewing was over, everything just felt so wrong and I just felt so uncomfortable about everything and I started to cry cause I knew my reactions to this dynamic were gonna be the most intense from here on out and ………I was so confused and afraid of my own emotions at that moment… And I was feeling a lot of them.

What concerned me the most here though, was being almost certain of the fact that that, if I was watching and it triggered a reaction, HE was most likely watching and it triggered a reaction.... And given the context of the trigger that I’m talking about .... I mean, if it hit close enough to send me into a freaking emotional whiplash and make ME breakdown and make cry and make sick enough to tell my parents and they didn’t even care ... because they said that they already “knew”...(not even discussing the fact that a year later, I would be assaulted by the one man in my family who should have never been the one to guide me through something so awkward but who “helped” me through this emotionally but, again would beat me a year later while my useless mother watched and laughed and would tell me it was it was my fault and I would end briefly removed from my home because of this because he’d left me with bruises and a permeant physical scar ... over food)

...then, I can’t help but think of how my ex would ....Ether be absolutely disgusted with himself or... be... very entertained by all of this. Or both. I know I’ve been both.

And oh, remember all that emotional whiplash I just mentioned in the above paragraph? Well it’s only gotten worse as time went on. Right now I’d say it’s at it’s peak.

Funny this thing is ....I’d been trying to fight back against this temptation to reach out to my ex since this whole thing started and like .... Once we were well into 2019 I just .... realized that fighting this wasn’t going to work anymore if certain circumstances were going to be what they were and things ended up cutting so close to what I feared that it almost doesn’t matter anyway and it still hurts me just as much if not now more so, because of other certain happenings that I will not mention.

And now I can openly admit why the entirety of 2019 has just felt like a ticking time bomb to me. Like of course there are plenty of other factors adding into why .... I’ve been preparing to go through with reaching out to him now but ,like... My paranoia has been like, trying to tell me that this has all just been one big long game or a test and has been making me feel as though he had somehow pre-planned this all and is he currently anticipating me contacting him before 2019 is over.

And that notion is driving me just as bananas as the idea of actually letting myself go through with contacting him.

So I might as well.

I mean ....

Our relationship was taken extremely seriously by the the both of us for the most part... up until the end.

And we were technically each others first times.

We weren’t even dating, really... I just refer to him as my “ex” to make things less complicated..... But for those three years.... We were each others partners....In a way. It just makes things easier to say He Vas My Boyfriend.

I’m suggesting it that would make sense if he would want to try getting back in contact with me and check on me but feel shy and not know how to make it better since he’d have to understand how he fucked up that badly. And for a time... he was the only one who kept extending the invitations for contact.

At least this way I can check to see if he’s okay.

Everything is so fucked up. I know this.

Though Christmas might be the right time to except his last open invitation, all things considered.

I would’ve originally had more time to plan this out had it not been for everything that happened.

My coping mechanisms are as bitter as wormwood and as sharp as a doubled edge sword.

I’m just a creature. That’s it. I cannot change this.

I might not be online for a while.

Another Friday the 13th.

Well fancy that.

#Moon Outta' Spoons #ask to tag #ask to tag better #I watched Bambi and Bambi II for the third or maybe fourth time in the last couple of months and like .... Also really for the first time #ever. I don't really know how that's impacted me yet but like it's gotta be good for something taking the leap that I'm about to.#You guys ever notice how MegaraxAladdin was a really popular crossover ship? That's pretty neat huh?#If I ever allow myself to express specific inspiration it's just gonna play out like ...#EX: *FINDS ME* ME: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW IT WAS ME? EX: BECAUSE IT IS YOU YOU HAVE THE SAME INTERESTS YOU'VE ALWAYS HAD YOU JUST #YOU JUST SLIGHTLY CHANGED YOUR URL!#I told you guys that this was gonna get weird and you have no ideer but it's like now after all these years and I've finally been presented #The opportunity to be able to vent about something that's been causing me so much pain for so long SO SPECIFICALLY that I wouldn't be able #to go through with if I wanted to because SOMEBODY OUT THERE WOULD DEFINITELY HAVE AN IDEA!#So I guess no more playing Hide and Seek then .......#Again I don't really know what to say I just might not be online for a while.

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bittysvalentines · 5 years

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Zoo Date

From: @eatallofthepumpkinthings

To: @secretgeniusshittyknight

Content: Ransom/Holster, established relationship, canon compliant

“Good afternoon”

“Hello there young man. How many?”

“Two, please” he responded. He glanced over at Ransom who was vibrating out of his skin. His eyes were huge, his lips pursed in concentration, and his back stretched to try and get a peek past the gates. He'd spent a month creating and refining a spreadsheet that “perfectly maximizes our animal exploration time.” Their itinerary he now clutched in his large hands. Holster couldn't help but smile at his boyfriend's excitement.

“That'll be 35.95” He handed the woman his credit card and turned towards Ransom again. When Holster had suggested this a month ago, it was before a bombardment of new customer meetings, budget realignments, new team member onboardings, and all manner of project delays and hiccups. He couldn't wait to get in the gates and put the month behind him. He smiled again as Ransom saddled up beside him.

The admissions lady passed Holster back his card and a receipt which he signed. She slid him two maps. Before he could grab them, Ransom had snatched one away and was ripping it open.

“Excited, aren't we?” the lady asked. Holster chuckled.

She began to speak again but startled a bit at Ransom's boisterous “Woo hoos” He had grabbed Holster's hand and was tugging him towards the gate.

“Well before you guys head in there, do you have any questions?”

“No I think we have everything covered. Thanks!” He let Ransom tug him about a foot.

“Have fun and welcome to Franklin Park Zoo.”

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“Whats up next babe?” The first section they had gone through was the “Serengeti Crossing” where they had spotted porcupines, zebras, ostriches, and warthogs. They'd just finished the “Kalahari Kingdom” section where they got to see some lounging lions and a tiger that was bathing its cubs.

They had stopped to read every info graph and inscription by each animal, plus Ransom had shared some pretty sweet, and sometimes, sick facts about each animal they saw. Holster was endeared to Ransom when he realized that his partner had spent extra time on the zoo's website and online in general to learn facts about all the animals just to share with him. But he realized they were running about 15 minutes behind schedule and wasn't sure how Ransom would react once he realized.

Holster bit his tongue as he watched Ransom review the itinerary and then look at his watch.

“We are running behind, but that shouldn't matter much right? The plan was to be out of here before closing but if we stay til then... There wasn't something you needed to get home to do right?”

“No, nothing. I got my work done for the K&R project last night so I haven't anything to do tonight. Well except maybe you” He waggled his eyebrows at him.

Ransom laughed as color rose in his cheeks. “Well then...” he wiggled his eyebrows back at him. “Lets just stick to the plan of action, but not worry too much about the time.”

“Sounds good to me!” Ransom dropped Holster's hand and unfolded the map holding it against some siding.

“If we continue down this path, we should come to the Tropical Forest building. It's what's next on the list and it's inside so we can take a quick break to cool down and to reapply sunblock to your forehead.”

Holster guffawed “Its only been an hour and a half”

“Bro, and you're already lookin' like a lobster.”

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Two hours later they sat at an empty pavilion table near the “Things Wild” gift shop, taking massive bites out of Bitty's PB&J sandwiches they had packed. Holster was thanking his stars for the forethought to pack 4 sandwiches instead of just two, and he was already daydreaming about the crock pot pork they had waiting for them at home when he looked over at Ransom who was scrolling through the SMH group chat.

They had now gone through the Tropical Forest, “Bird's World”, and the “Outback Trail”; seen what felt like hundreds of different animals; and took what felt like a million different photos. When they finally sat down for their late lunch, Ransom sent some of their better photos to the group.

Tango: Can we get an ocelot for the Haus? Its so cute!

Chowder: I agree with Tango! :D

Ollie: I also agree on the condition that its Haus trained

Wicks: Did you know that ancient Australian war lords kept trained emus in their armies?

Ford: I'm not sure you guys are cut out for taking care of an animal

Tango: C'mon!

Chowder: Aww :'[

Ford: also Wicks that is like 100% false

Ollie: Nah its totally true

Ollie: do you think a monkey could hang from our lights?

Whiskey: you mean the chandelier in your room?

Chowder: totally! But monkey's aren't heavy. And look lemurs are tiny too. They could both probably hang from it

Wicks: Swawesome

Ollie: Swawsome

Ford: NO

Bitty: good lord thats a disaster waiting to happen

Bitty: yall couldn't handle a stuffed ocelot. Let alone a live animal

Tango: I could def take care of a stuffed ocelot. It doesn't even need to eat!

Chowder: Are we talking cute stuffed or weird on the wall stuffed?

Lards: Way to talk them down Bits

Jack: Thats a great shot of the flamingo. Its very difficult to get an action photo like that on a phone.

Bitty: #masternegotiator

Whiskey: That is a good shot of the flamingos guys

Nursey: yeah yeah great shots, haus pets, blah....but did none of you notice how that red kangaroo looks like Poindexter. Its like a spitting image

Dex: sdkj;fjkdsa;kdf Nurse!

Tango: Ears

Lards: EARS

Bitty: EA RS

Chowder: eARs

Shits: that Capybara is giving me good vibes guys

Shits: good vibes

“You forgot the best one babe,” Holster brushed his hands over Ransom's and then quickly grabbed his phone.

“Hey!” Ransom laughed, and so did Holster. “Which one are you sending?”

“The one with us and the hippo!”

They had just walked into the Tropical Forest building when they came face to face with a smiling hippo. A group of school children were on the opposite side of the tank and tapping on the glass. Before the children could run up to the other side of the tank, Ransom and Holster had slid their backs against the wall, locked lips, and snapped a selfie with the hippo. Holster had thought the hippo looked like it was blowing a kiss of his own, but Ransom had cheerily admonished him for anthropomorphizing the hippo. When they had gotten to the side of the tank where the children had vacated, they found a plaque informing them that the hippos name was “Fred”. Holster held back a smug face, but winked at Ransom and his scrunched up nose.

When he sent the picture to the group chat the response was near instantaneous.

Chowder: CUTE!

Tango: OMG so adorable

Wicks: Niceeeeeeeeee

Ollie: Nice!!!!!!!!!

Dex: Noiceeee

Nurse: Why does he look like a priest at your wedding?

Shits: Is that hippo ordained?

Jack: Congratulations!

Chowder: congrats!!!!!

Bitty: <3 <3 <3 oh im gonna cry

Lards: Can't believe you got hitched without us

Whiskey: Nice

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Before heading off to the last three sections of the park, Ransom guided him into the gift shop. He perused the shelves of books, knickknacks, and stuffed animals. He found a pink stuffed hippo and immediately grabbed it from the shelf. He snuck up behind Ransom and rubbed the hippos face against his cheek. “Mwuah”

Ransom jumped but turned and laughed at him. “Oh stop it you... you...”

“Me...”

“Cutie hippo butt face!”

“That was lame bro.” Ransom's cheeks colored more and Holster leaned over to give him a smacking wet kiss himself.

Ransom laughed and wiped his cheek. “So are we getting that?” he said pointing at the hippo.

“Hell yeah! See anything you like?”

Ransom gestured to the stuffed lemurs in front of him. “Look at this.” He grabbed the arms of the lemur that were clasped together and separated them. When he let go they snapped back together. “Magnetic”

“Oh man, the frogs are gonna love that.”

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They made it through the rest of the zoo in an hour and a half. They saw goats, butterflies, prairie dogs, and even some cute fuzzy red pandas. Holster grinned as he thought about Ransom's face as one of the zookeepers brought over a llama for them to pet. When Ransom had stroked the llamas hair his eyes had lit up like stars and his shoulders had relaxed. It was one of the few moments all month where Holster had seen Ransom relax.

He looked over at Ransom now. Took in his drowsy form, cuddling his new stuffed hippo. His eyes drifted closed ever so slowly, and reopened even slower. He doubted that he would make it home before falling asleep. It had been a long exciting day and they were both exhausted. Holster gently took one of Ransom's hands and laced their fingers together. “You had fun babe?”

“Yeah. Can't wait to get home and cuddle though.”

“Me too.” He smiled.

Notes

Zoo website: https://www.zoonewengland.org/franklin-park-zoo/

Zoo map: https://www.zoonewengland.org/media/1517583/map-fzoo-winter-2018-hd.pdf

I implore you to look up images of and learn a little bit about all the animals mentioned! Red Pandas are my favorite.

#holsterransom #fanfiction #bittysvalentines #bv2019 #omgcp

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Concert Chapter 6: Collapsing facades (final)

Sooo here it is. The final chapter of my Concert-Story. Sorry everyone for the slight delay but my physical condition didn’t let me do anything yesterday ^^ Im still a bit groggy but I wan’t this piece out there, as soon as possible :DD

This chapter will be a little bit different. How so? Well it is a concert and as such it features some lyrics. In fact, the songs that are featured here, are the songs that inspired me to write this story in the first place.

All credit to the songs go to the amazing Band Delain!

The amazing header again was made by the fabulous @fuzzywuzzylittletail

I put up a Youtube playlist with all featured songs so if you want to know what kind of band this is, feel free to listen to it :D

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLHF3zU6UPf67xq8VixzEtiNW5sRtvXcUa

And now, without further ado, here you go!

Chapter 1: Friendship on the Brink

Chapter 2: Goodwil visit

Chapter 3: Apologies

Chapter 4: Crevasse

Chapter 5: Unexpected Encounter

Chapter 6: Collapsing facades

Collapsing facades The rapidly gathering crowed announced that the show was about to start any minute now. Judy was jumping in anticipation while the hall was filling with many mammals of every size.

“Nick, I am so excited! Chuck told me the band is extremely cool. He said their concerts always are great and loud!”

This made Nick remember something and he put something out of his pocket.

“Here, Carrots. Please put these in.” He presented her a pair of earplugs.

“Are your serious?” Judy asked in disbelief.

“Trust me, your ears are way to sensitive to the volume. Don't worry, you'll hear well enough!”

The sincerity in his voice made her give in quickly and he was right, she still could hear with them plugged in. Judy just finished her carrot juice, when the lights in the hall went off with an audible “thud”. The crowd began to cheer over the sudden darkness that announced the beginning show. The cheering grew even louder when an big AnimaliA logo was projected on the black curtain and the music started to play. Unexpected to Judy and Nick, the first instrument they heard was the piano. In addition, it sounded like playing violins supported by the humming of a choir. After a few moments the drums started to play and the logo began to pulsate to the now eminent beat that slowly grew faster. Another few seconds later, the crowd began to cheer in Ecstasy as the guitars and bass kicked in. The logo fainted and one by one, fitting to the beat, names showed up in front of an instrument. “The names of the band-member”, Nick thought.

Bruce - in front of what looked like a guitar

Charles - another guitar.

Anne - another one?

Michael – Drums

Spots – A keyboard

Charlotte – A microphone

Just as the last name faded, the music stopped and a voice was heard.

I looked at the stripes the monarch flies I hold my cries If my friend, if you can change perhaps then so can I.

After the choir grew silent the guitar started to play a silent little melody supported by the keyboard. The melody grew louder and suddenly with a huge flash of light the curtain fell to the ground revealing the band that started to kick in.

The crowd went crazy, jumping, screaming and clapping to the beat.

Nick was taken by surprise by the sudden change of lightning and had to blink a few times to see what was happening in front of them. As he tried to see through the bright flashing lights that emitted from the stage, he made out a tigress, playing a guitar like instrument and waving her head on the left side of the stage. On the opposide side, he could see a wolf with another guitar, banging his head to the beat likewise.

After a moment he could hear a female voice starting to sing to the music, just as he finally managed to see clearly again and he saw the singer right in front of them was a ..... "Bunny?" he thought amazed. Her fur was pure white except the fading red and orange flames that were painted on her ears and the combination with her scarlet red dress gave him the expression of a flash of fire as she was jumping over the stage singing with such a rich voice it made him wonder how this could come out of someone so small.

He couldnt clearly understand what she was singing about for the noise of jumping crowd was overwhelming but a few snippets went into his ear.

I walked away, and left you bleeding As I kicked the mud off my feet I lay on the ground and watched you leaving My heart fights for every beat

This passage somehow sounded familliar to Nick but he couldn't place it. All he knew was all in a sudden he had a feeling of guilt swelling up inside him. He was pulled away from this thoughts as he noticed a violent push on his arm. He looked down to Judy and saw her excited face as she was jumping up and down and screamed "A BUNNY!!!" He could hear her over the crowd and had to laugh at her excited and surprised expression. But still something just hit him besides Judys fist that keeps bumping his arm and this hurt way more.

It's not enough! How hard I try It's not enough! "Good evening Zootopia!!!" The Bunnys scream pulled Nick out of his thoughts. "Are you having a good time?"

The answer was a deafening uproar that made Nick flinch and he also saw Judy shouting her agreement as well. It seems she found a new hobbie. Who would have thought she'd be into this that much.

"I see we got many different mammals here, tonight. Pred, prey, big, small. This is perfect. I love seing everyone getting along so well."

Again the crowd cheered to that statement. Charlotte, as Nick remembered is her name, was looking around and as she was looking in his direction, he thought she locked her gaze with his. She smiled and continued her speech,

"The next one is for everyone. No matter what you are, what you do.... or what you are into."

She was grinning in Nick and Judy's direction as she said the last part.

"Spots, do you mind?" She asked the Giraffe that was playing a very high standing Keyboard and he started playing a little melody, that made the crowd go wild as they must have recognized it in an instand.

When the drums started to play to the song, giving it his final push and a fast beat, he noticed for the first time the drummer who was a... squirrel? He didnt see him at first because he sat in front of huge speaker that were connected to his small drumset, behind he was partly hidden.

Now that he saw him, Nick had to force himself not to laugh at that bizarre spectacle as the squirrel, who wore shades just like Nick's favourite pilot sunglasses, went crazy and hit the drums as fast as he can.

Charlotte was again jumping wildly to the beat of the song and only sang while dashing from one side of the stage to the other and back. The audience was still cheering ferociously, jumping to the beat and in general having a great time. The atmosphere of pure joy, the hall was filled in the second this song started made Nick think, this song must be something special to the fans and the band.

When Charlotte stopped for the refrain and only held her microphone towards the audience, even Nick got goosebumbs as the crowd began to sing the refrain in an cacophony of voices from the sharp voics of the mice to the deep trumpeting from the elephants.

We are the others, We are the cast outs, We're the outsiders But you can't hide us, We are the others, We are the cast outs You're no longer on your own If you feel mistreated, Torn and cheated, You are not alone, We are the others

The energy this song emitted was almost touchable and Nick was amazed by the way the audience and the band seemed to righteout celebrate this song. He saw a Tiger and a Goose sing that song arm in arm and he even noticed a Mouse dancing on the head of an elephant who supported the rodent with his trunk so he wont fall down. These guys really dont care what or who one another is. The normal resentments he saw in his daily life just weren't here. He understood that this song wasnt just some platitude or slogan on a bumper sticker, no, these guys LIVE it.

Nick was so lost in his thoughts by the end of the song, that he even didn't notice, he was shaking his head heavily to the rythm of the song. Judy noticed it and was grinning wildly as Nick tried to return to his cool temper he tried to uphold at any times, even at concerts.

After the end of the song, Charlotte began another speech to the audience.

"I see, you all are having a good time tonight. Well, we do. And it's amazing to see all the different animals untited."

A cheer emitted from the audience.

"I know that these topics might be hard to handle but isn't life to short to be afraid of our differences? Shouldnt we better celebrate them?"

The cheering returned louder.

"Anyway. From personal experience I know how hard it is to overcome the fears, the doubts. You are afraid to hurt someone?"

Nick noticed her longing stare toward --- the wolf(?!)

"Don't give up and give them the chance to take away this fear."

Now she was again looking directly at Nick and Judy. Was this a coincidence?

"GET THE DEVIL OUT OF ME!"

Again the keyboard started the song and shortly after the other bandmembers joined in.

Charlotte started to sing again and jumped toward the Wolf with the guitar next to her. Nick tried to remember his name.

"Charles, I think. He must be Wolfards cousin!", he realized.

I don't know what to feel I don't know what to say Oh, I don't know what to do What makes me treat you this way?

She walked across all of the stage while singing but occasionally jumped back to Charles, who was playing his guitar hard, and shared a wicked smile with him.

I'm no Jesus Christ I'm the one mistake That you love to hate I apologize It's your destiny To get the devil out of me

The song was fast paced and the audience was going wild again during the whole duration of it. When it was over, the hall erupted in loud cheers that went on for a long time.

Charlotte encouraged the crowd to cheer further by raising her paws in a wave like gesture which made them shout even louder. She visibly enjoyed this and walked to Charles who stood on her right. When she reached him, she jumped on his back without hesitation and climbed on his shoulders in one single thrust. She looked so small compared to him and the way she grabbed his head to keep herself from falling down made Nick wonder, what might be going on between them.

“Quite a nice view you got up her, big boy.” she said jokingly.

“Now. Who of you is in a relationship right now?” she asked the microphone.

A loud clamor was the answer.

“Great. And who wishes to be in a relationship but hasn't got the guts to ask the chosen one?”

The cacophony wasn't as loud but still enough to make the walls shake.

“And who of you want's to have a relationship but is too scared to start?”

Nick's eyes widened to that question.

“Well, I've been through something like that. And well, the next song was the outcome. I really felt... DEEP FROZEN!”

The giraffe started some sort of Xylophon melody and the other member kicked in soon after. Nick was anxious about the song. Her question did hurt him, it sounded as if she was talking to him and this scared him.

Charlotte started to sing, still sitting on the Wolf's shoulders,

“Misted windows Hide your empty eyes Every moment, every whisper Separates you from me”

Nick was taken aback. He looked at his breast pocket, where he saw his sunglasses.

“I’ve been screaming Won’t you let me in? Let me see a trace Of the places hidden Under your skin”

Charlotte held her microphone in front of Charle's face, who was carefully playing his instrument not to shake too much, compared to the previous songs. He then started to growl in a deep guttural voice:

“I foster illusions Of which I am afraid unknown emotions Repel your embrace I foster illusions Of which I am afraid afraid of your embrace”

Nick was on the verge of fainting when he heard this lines. Did they read his thoughts? What is this all about? Charlotte continued:

“Needles sting me When you look away And your silence Sounds like deafening screams to me I’ve been waiting Won’t you open your heart? And let me in Please let me in”

Nick was looking at Judy now. Her ears were hanging low and she bend on the face in front of them. She looked like she was feeling down. He realized, she must be thinking the same thing as Charlotte was singing in this song. He really kept his silence. He really looked away. This must have been hell for her. Nick felt horrible.

Charles repeated his lines again and when he finished, Charlotte jumped down from his shoulders and now stood in front of Judy and Nick. Nick felt like she was looking at them when she concluded the song with a verse that sounded like a plead directed to him and him alone. “I am imagining things”, he thought.

“Free your mind from doubt All you have, is now Free your mind from shame It will only bring you pain”

The song ended and the crowed fell back to its usual applause and screaming. Nick wasn't feeling like cheering though. The song did hit him harder than he expected. The feeling of guilt returned and hurt him more than ever before. He caught himself staring at Judy the whole time and took some time to realize she was looking at him in return. Her eyes looked beautiful like ever but he also saw a hint of tears, forming up. He felt like he should say something but Judy broke their eye-contact and nervously pretended to concentrate on the stage again.

He has to set things right, he thought. But not now. “I'll wait until the concert's over. I need a more private place for this.”

Nick wasn't a moron. On the contrary, he knew how to add one and one together and after the next song, he was sure, Wolfard had spoken to his cousin about Nick's “problem”. The song was a slow and kind of sad song about parting ways.

“After the guilt, they planted within me, they also want me to fear, losing Judy for good?”, he thought when he heard the beautifully sung lines,

I want to lay my head down Come closer, come closer I thought you'd turn me But you were turning around I think I'm losing you Losing you again Why didn't you stay a while To say goodbye, my friend My friend

“Well, they succeeded.” he sighed.

Nick had a hard time paying attention to his surroundings and the going on's on stage as he was lost in his thoughts again. He did not notice the surrounding audience that went crazy during the following fast paced songs, of which he didn't get anything at all, or even Judy, who managed to enjoy the show more than he did. Her ears were flapping up and down in front of his face while she was again caught by the music and let it lead her movement but he did not notice it.

“This is all a setup by Wolfard!” he finally thought which made him snap out of it just in time to get the next hit of feelings delivered as Charlotte and the tigress Anne sang a ballad together.

Standing in the shadow of our lies To hide our imperfections, Doing anything we can to hide. Eyes wide open but still blind To see what really matters, And insecurity won't go, See me in shadow.

“Yes I know I was blind! Yes I know I can't control my insecurities!” Nick was screaming inside.

And all the purples and the greens Have turned to black. And the ruins of your soul Have died, no more meaning. I wonder when you have Become so cold

The song ended and Nick was again frozen. Judy's concerned look got him out of it and he tried to fake his emotions by smiling at her and signing a fake yawn as to show her he is fine but tired. He started to move to the following songs to show her he is still there but inside he was far, very far away.

“It was a great night with you guys!” Nick heard Charlotte shouting towards the audience.

“And we are reaching the final of tonight's party but I hope you are ready for a few more songs!”

The hall was shaking by noise that followed that statement pulling Nick out of his thoughts again.

Don't you know In the end you're no stronger of hand You are no stronger of heart Don't you know In the end, we'll be tragically torn apart If we can't control the storm

Charles, who sang this part in a surprisingly clear voice compared to his guttural growl from before, was right, Nick knew. He had to control the storm inside himself or else he will lose his biggest treasure and will regret it for the rest of his life.

He made the decision anyway and finally could see what he has to do clearly in front of him. The following song encouraged him further to let go of his insecurities and act up to his true feelings.

"Would you fall, give it all Would you give it all for me? Sucker-punch the demons from my dreams

“Judy would for sure!” Nick thought, “And its time I start to do the same!” He checked his watch. When will the concert end? He wanted to talk to Judy in private. Show her what he felt. Finally committing himself to her for real.

Charlotte was about to talk again as her eyes and Nicks met again. He had the eerie feeling she knew what was going on and smiled wickedly.

“Okay everyone. We had a blast tonight and it's about time to end this party but yet I noticed that some of you, still haven't had the relief they needed.” She was staring at Nick while she said this.

“Maybe our last song will change that because it is time to end your masquerade!”

Charlotte walked to Charles looked him deep into the eyes and started to sing,

“Your face, my face You breathe, I breathe You fail, I fake I pray, I pray...”

She walked back in front of the audience, and in front of Judy and Nick,

“You lose, I lose, You bruise, I bruise I hunt, you stay My prey, My prey”

“Hunt? Prey?” Nick was completely pulled out of his thoughts as he heard this. Charlotte seemed to look at him as she continued,

“My Masquerade If you’re not afraid To take a step into my world”

“I will kill Wolfard after this.” Nick decided after this new hint at his involvement. Still, this song fit his feelings like a glove.

Charlotte was again walking to Charles and pointed at him in a prompting gesture,

“A ball, tonight Cover your eyes By touch and taste We’ll find our way”

“Yes!” Nick suddenly realized. “Yes! There must be a way. And I know it now!” He was looking down at Judy who were jumping to the fast paced beat of this song, not noticing the determined glance in Nick's eyes.

“Your secrets deep Yes I will keep I hunt, you stay My prey, my prey”

He grapped her left arm with his paws and startled her by the sudden touch. Judy looked up at him, stopping her dance as she noticed his serious stare.

“My Masquerade If you’re not afraid To take a step into my world”

Charlotte noticed that something was happening in front of her and she walked closer to her boyfriends cousins friends. A big grin formed in her face while she was still singing.

“Take of your mask the world will see The freak in you The freak in me”

Nick bowed down towards Judy and said something in a soft whisper that was swallowed by the noise that surrounded them. Judy couldn't hear it but she read it on his lips.

“Tonight we hide From judging eyes”

Their faces closed in together until, ....

“Take of your mask the world will see The freak in you The freak in me”

….they connected in a kiss that was followed by a loving embrace.

Charlotte saw the two lovebirds in their embrace and was barely able to continue to sing. She smiled widely and was jumping in excitement.

“We’ll dance until the sunrise “

Except a few other mammals that stood around Judy and Nick, no one noticed the scene that occurred at that moment.

The song ended and the crowd was cheering, clapping and still jumping around but Judy and Nick still stood there in their own little world.

This scene of the embracing couple surrounded by wildly cheering mammals must have been so obscene, that Charles was laughing hard as Charlotte noted him towards his cousins friends to show him their mission was a huge success.

Judy and Nick couldn't care less about that as tears were running down Judy's cheeks because she now finally knew that Nick's love for her was bigger than his fears.

Nick felt like a huge weight just fell off his back and he was sure, whatever the world will throw at them, whatever small-minds will say.

He will never let his bunny go.

Also, he thought,

“Maybe Rock Music isn't that bad.”

I know that the music used in this might be bad for some of you and maybe you can’t see the connection to Nick and Judy but I had to get this Idea out of my head because it was haunting me for a long time ^^

And now I need a break xD

I still hope you enjoyed it ^^

As a little extra, here are some bonus images, @fuzzywuzzylittletail did for this story :D She is so awesome, dont you agree? xD

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#zootopia #Nekomimiranger #wildehopps #fan fiction #fanfic #fan fic #neko writes

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ask-the-friendly-ink-demon · 6 years

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[FINAL VERSION] Bendy: Inky Terrors Chapter 3 [FULL]

this is for real the final version of chapter 3 of inky terrors cause i decided to not make the third chapter based entirey on the actual game’s third chapter unlike the other two chapters and i decided to add in and fix some grammer and spelling errors and dialogue and there ya go so hopefully this WILL be the last time im editing this chapter so i hope you all enjoy! ----- Henry’s eyes opened as he got up from the bed after an few days or maybe even an week have gone by since he and bendy met up with Boris. Overtime however the demon and the friendly wolf noticed the scar Henry had on his arm thanks to joey. The rather young but still old animator had just woken up from an restful sleep he needed it due to how tired he and his friend were from fighting and trying to survive in the studio. He looked around the room he was in he sighed “we can’t stay here any longer” he decided that they stayed here long enough it was time for them to leave the saferoom. Henry then noticed that the hooded devil was nowhere in slight in the room “bendy?” he looked around not seeing the hooded devil darling anywhere “must have woken up he walked out seeing another pair of overalls hanging he went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror “heh god I look like a mess” he said as he scratched his beard a bit and noticed his clothing still had some stains of ink left but he can barley see it “i’ll have to wash these when I get back home… if I ever make it out with these two that is” he said and walked on to see Boris listening to an rather classy cartoon like tune playing and saw bendy with the cartoon wolf he noticed bendy was not listening to the music as he kept drinking an can of bacon soup in his hand “hey there bud couldn’t sleep?” he asked the cartoon as bendy just nodded “eh to be honest I was just waking up to get something to drink” he said while taking an sip of the can of bacon soup. Henry patted the devil on the head “just try not to drink too fast remember your body hasn’t fully healed yet” bendy blinked before nodding Henry saw an series of numbers on the can which he assumed was the expiration date he looked at bendy and told him “besides you know that bacon soup is expired right?” bendy’s eyes widen so fast they almost fell out of his head as he spitted it out “AUGH WHY DID'INT YA TELL ME BEFORE?!?!?” he said while wiping his mouth trying to get the taste out. Henry held his laughter back and waved at Boris who waved back with a smile “good morning Boris… or good afternoon hard to tell the time down here” Boris pointed to an nearby clock the time on it said 10:00 AM on it "oh thanks” he said to the wolf and went to look around an bit he saw the weird design on the wall he shook his head “whoever was here in this saferoom before did not think of what cartoons look like” he saw Boris and bendy nodding agreeing with him he walked towards the door and saw the lever was missing “not getting out of here that easy the lever’s missin-” Henry looked over to see Boris whistling with an innocence look on his face and Henry had to held back his laughter as he saw bendy doing the same thing only using the banjo just for fun “kid-” bendy started to play the banjo interrupting Henry as he choked an laugh “wellll howdy there deputy Boris! what do ya say we go and find that lever for our good friend Henry partner!” he said in the most funniest Texan accent he could manage and Boris whistled and did an motion of nodding while trying to hide his laugh “welll what do ya say hen? wanna help out old sheriff bendy and my deputy Boris in helping ya find that lever partner?” bendy said and the banjo lost an string hitting the little devil in the face Boris and Henry both covered their mouths trying to stop laughing out loud “pfffff-” Henry was trying his hardest not to laugh “well that was the 20th gosh darn banjo this week” he turned to look at Boris with an fake angry and funny expression on his face “BORIS! I TOLD YA WE NEEDED MORE BANJOS B O I!” Boris was wheezing and banging his fist on the table as Henry was laughing “come on Boris I know you have it or are you holding it hostage until I make you something to eat?” Boris had an innocence puppy look on his face while smiling and his tongue was out as bendy had to hold in his laughter after he and Boris did that little joke. Henry gave in to the wolf as he sighed and smiled “I thought so let’s see what I can find” Henry said as he walked around to find three bacon soup cans as bendy had to release his laughter he and Boris were laughing so hard “ohhh god Boris that was the funniest thing I ever seen in this studio ever since Henry came back” Boris nodded “hey what’s wrong you still don’t feel like talking?” the wolf nodded and bendy shook his friend “Come on pal you were laughing! Your voice has to be fixed now” Boris looked down and bendy patted his head “hey pal come on I promise you your voice will come back to ya maybe not even today but it’ll come back someday” Boris smiled and nodded. Henry came back with three cans of bacon soup “well I think I have enough to make an batch of soup for you Boris” he said and started to make the soup “hey bud how are your injuries holding up?” Henry asked and bendy fell silent “i’m still going strong!! it’ll take more than an ink demon to take me down!” he said trying to look tough but instead fell down from the seat “ow” Boris chuckled “not funny pal” bendy said rubbing his forehead “Hey Henry can I ask you something?” Henry looked at bendy as he putted the bowl of soup down for Boris “I guess so what’s on your mind?” he said as he helped him up “what was your family like?” Henry fell silent he paused and tried to think “well truth be told the only family I do see now a days are my sister and cousin along with their grandkids but I used to visit my other family members like my cousin and aunt and uncle” bendy looked at a picture in Henry’s pocket he noticed it has “what about your mom and dad?” Henry stopped and sighed “my father… well I take after him he was an war hero and a Good guy….. an real good guy I actually miss him..” bendy could see that the old animator did'int like to talk about his family that much because of what happened with his father bendy smiled sadly “hey i’m sorry if that made ya….. well ya know” Henry nodded “it’s fine I needed to get that out of my chest anyway” he said and picked up the lever that was in the box Boris putted “wait why do you need the lever anyway?” he asked and Henry pointed to the door that leads to out of the saferoom “well we’re not staying here forever bendy. At some point we do need to get out and we rest for long enough. are you ready to go?” he asked the little devil and he nodded while pulling out the same gun Henry used that was given to him by his father “you still remember how to shoot like I taught ya during when we were in here” Henry asked the toon and he nodded. Boris got up while he stretched his arms and Henry putted the lever back on and tuned it down while opening the door in the process “let’s see what’s out there don’t wander off” he told them. The three walked as they felt the saferoom door slammed shut. Henry noticed an little station near the corner “why would Joey add confession booths in the studio? since when did he care about religion?” bendy and Boris shrugged. the three saw an dark corridor up ahead Henry grabbed an flashlight that was on an table and he, bendy, and Boris both walked into the darkness they slowly walked keeping an eye out for anything as they walked an clanking sound was heard Henry and Boris and bendy jumped at the noise “it was nothing come on just the pipes you know how this place now is” he told them and they kept walking until they reached an blocked off door and the door behind them closed “shoot…” bendy stated as they were not trapped until they found an way out of this room. Henry looked around trying to see any opening “I don’t see any other way through, got any ideas guys?” Bendy shrugged and Boris pointed to an nearby vent happened to be right near the door “hey wait a minute Boris you think you can open that door for us?” The demon asked and he nodded “well you’re gonna Need this than we do” Henry said while handing Boris the flashlight and opened the vent as the 6’4 foot tall wolf crawled in as the two waited “so bud” bendy looked at Henry “mind tellling me how your able to uh….. well” bendy’s face darkened “you mean how I can transformed into…. that more monsterized version of that other me with the limp do ya….” Henry nodded and bendy sighed “Joey… well let’s say he used an kind of special ink coated on my body… that was only used on me he said it was an test he wanted to see how I can deal with having an special ink this was before you left and all and after an few weeks of Boris and Alice being brought into the real world….“ Henry raised an eyebrow “and why was I not aware of this?” he asked the devil and he shrugged “I honestly have no clue maybe Joey didn’t want you to know or maybe he was planning I don’t know all I know is that how he began his little tests with me he wanted to see if anything changed and it did one day I woke up like….. like what you saw fighting those searchers in the projecter room, only before I did'int even have any control over it when I realized what I became. You see some of that special ink may cause an different affect to certain toons I guess while some makes them tall or changes their appearance there are others tho…. that will give the said toon an increased amount of strength enough to lift a car and….. in order to gain that strength one must….. pay the burden of becoming an monster…..” Henry could see the little devil shaking “I got the worst one…….. I was….. cursed…. to transform….. into an deadly… horriflying…. powerful…. monster version… of myself…… that was only the first form you saw…. yeah….. side effects sometimes can be a real pa-” Henry shushed him “stop, if you don’t wanna talk about it you don’t have to alright pal?” he nodded “it’s fine I just…. wanted to get that out of my head. been bother me for a while…” as they stand there and waited they both got worried that what if something happened to Boris. Then what seem like forever the door finally opened up “there we go come on bo-” bendy stopped when he realized “Henry… I think we’ll have to find Boris when we get into that room” Henry sighed “than we’ll have to meet up with hi-” he stopped “what did ya stop talking fo-” his eyes widen the two saw an massive room with the sign “HEAVENLY TOYS” on top “woah….” bendy said his eyes sparkling with awe and amazement “wow” Henry said shocked at what he was seeing “I don’t remember any of this” he said. the two looked around before going upstairs and seeing an shelf full of toys “huh wonder why none of these didn’t sell” henry asked himself and bendy pressed an button on a tape recorder “this” he pointed and the two listened “I don’t be seeing what the big deal is, so what if I went and painted some of those bendy dolls with a crooked smile? that’s sure no reason for mister drew to be flying all the handle at me” the voice had an slight Irish accent Henry knew only one person with an accent like that “Shawn Flynn?” bendy nodded and they kept listening to the tape “And if he really wants to be so helpful he could be telling me what i’m a suppose to doing with this warehouse full of that angel whatyamacall it. Not a Scrap of that mess be selling, probably have to melt it all down to be rid of it all” the tape stopped “haven’t heard that voice in a long time kinda gave me an surprise” Henry said looked at the wires and an lever “what’s ya thinking about?” Henry looked at the way that was blocking the door “why is there always something blocking the door? gotta be a way th-” he stopped when he felt a light bolt lit up above his head “hey bud I think I have an idea” bendy looked up “I’m listening” 10 minutes later after taking the toys out of the clogged places and turning on the power the door finally opened “well gotta say-” the two’s eyes widen “al….” bendy said quietly as they looked at the “SHE’S QUITE A GAL” sign Henry could see that bendy’s face was melting bring back some memories to him. ~flashback~ “ohhhh bendy darling!!!~~” Alice said in an cheerful voice. The hooded devil looked up he was busy helping out the old man with an drawing “yeah Al?” he said and she handed him an present “I realized you haven’t gotten an present since today is your birthday so hope ya like it!~” bendy’s eyes blink he forgotten that despite being created on Christmas he was only in the real world for a few weeks and he haven’t yet gotten an welcome he shrugged and opened it and his eyes widen as he saw an necklace locket he opened the pocket watch and an picture of him and Alice and Boris were on it with the words “Greatest Friends Ever” bendy had an dark blush on his face as he smiled at it softly and hugged the angel “thanks Al” he said with the angel hugging back “no problem” bendy looked down “but sorry i did’int give ya anything for ya toots” alice smiled and gave the hooded toon an kiss on the cheek “darling making you happy is all i need to see as an present” she said with an soft smile. ~flashback ended~ “hey, bud you alright?” he said and bendy snapped back to reality “o-oh! y-yeah I’m totally fine old man just remembering some good old times with the gang!” bendy said smiling hoping Henry wouldn’t notice the stutter he made thankfully he didn’t notice and they walked an little bit closer to the big window with the door on it the entire room went black as they heard the voice of Alice angel while seeing images of Alice turned on at the small TV boxes “what… the…. ” he said in pure shock as bendy and he looked both creeped out and confused before he could say anything else suddenly what seems to be Alice angel appeared slamming on the window “I’M ALICE ANGEL!!!!” both bendy and Henry jumped in shock as she screamed and then the sounds of the glass breaking and laughing in a devilish tone was heard the entire room turned off blinding the two in total darkness “I see you there” the voice known as Alice angel spoke as Henry kept the little devil with him as close as he can as the hooded devil hid behind Henry’s leg “a new fly wandering in my endless web” Henry gritted his teeth while keeping an tight grip on the hunting knife he found when he had first arrived in the studio. Bendy tried his best to keep hidden as he was scared now to even come out from behind he’d never been this scared before of something he saw happen basically every single time. Henry felt something cold touched his cheek “come along now, let’s see if your worthy to walk with angels, hahahahahaha~” the lights turned back on and bendy jumped while screaming onto the ceiling henry blinked and looked up “bud you okay?” bendy realized he didn’t have claws in his normal form and he fell down onto Henry the two falling on eachother “ow! henry why did-” bendy noticed his friend’s eyes were widen so much he was paused for the first time in his life the old animator was terrifed and afraid “henry!” bendy said slapping henry “come on we have to keep going! who knows if that lady won’t come back over here to just kill us!” he said and the two marched on quickly with bendy trying to drag henry. they were stopped at two paths “what the…” bendy said now freaked out “okay when joey said he was gonna remodel the place I did not think he make two paths!” bendy said with ink melting from his head henry finally getting back to his senses patted the demon’s shoulder as he got up “bud calm down we’ve seen weirder things than this” Henry said and he looked at the doors trying to think of which one to go to “looks like there’s only two ways to go but the question is…. which way is the right one?” he said as he looked at the two signs one said “THE DEMON” and the sign had an stained head of bendy colored in fully black as ink seem to drip down and they looked at the other sign which seemed normal with the words “THE ANGEL” on them “well come on let’s get going!” he said as he went the other way but Henry instead walked towards the door that said the demon. Bendy stopped in his tracks noticing that henry did’int follow him in and ran after him tugging his leg “h-hey! why are you going in there that other me could be hiding in there! come on henry you know how tough that thing is!” Henry looked down at him “bendy as much as I would want to deal with that… angel right now I prefer to go this way because-” he stopped as he was trying to think of what to say. bendy walked with him “well?” the toon asked and Henry putted his hands up saying in a calm and stern tone “i’ll tell you about it later alright? right now let’s focus on getting out of here” bendy nodded “okay…” Henry started to walk ahead “come on let’s see if we can find a way out of this room” they walked into the ink filled room and they heard the other door on the right closed “well no going back now it seems” bendy said and Henry noticed an tape recorder. He turned it on and the two were shocked to hear the voice of “Joey?!” Henry said surprised at how young the voice sounded in the tape recorder “there’s nothing wrong with dreaming. wishing for the impossible is just human nature. that’s how I got started just a pencil and a dream. We all want everything without even having to lift a finger. they say you just have to believe. belief can make you succeed, belief can make you rich, belief can make you powerful. why with enough belief you can even cheat death itself! now that…. is a beautiful and positively silly thought” after hearing the message Henry felt creeped out the way joey was talking. He was confused to how cheerful and calm he was in the tape almost like he did'int seem to care about anything at all. bendy got out of the ink shaking it off of his legs and rubbing it off his shoes “come on let’s get out of here this room is giving me the creeps” he said and the old animator followed the toon not knowing that an certain ink demon poked it’s head out of the inky floor as they walked away the ink demon’s unmoving grin grew wider and slowly went back into the ink leaving out an dark chuckle and cackle as it went underneath into the inky depths. The ex-animator and the hooded toon devil kept on walking in the studio listening to the eerie deathly silent in the corridors. It was Rather unsettling ‘it did'int feel right it’s way to quiet’ Henry thought to himself and he looked at bendy and he looked back with an worried look “something should had popped out by now in front of us it’s weird that nothing happened yet Henry” the toon said keeping an grip on the gun while gulping and Henry patted the toon’s back “well let’s not lower our guard yet anything can hap-” they both jumped when they saw an cutout peek from around the corner. Bendy yelled and accidentally fired an bullet from the gun out of fear Henry looked at him with a ‘really?’ expression as bendy chuckled and smiled nervously “h-heheheh… s-sorry?” Henry sighed and they heard an seerching noise echoing along with an voice saying “My EyEs!!!!” bendy and henry looked at eachother with confused looks on their face “let’s pretend we did’int hear that” henry said with his friend nodding “that was creepy…” bendy said as the duo turned to see who was around the corner and they saw Boris standing there waving at them with an smile. Bendy ran quickly and hugged his friend the wolf patted the toon’s head “Boris you’re alright! how you get here so fast?” the little devil asked and Henry said “Boris!, you scared us to death I don’t suppose you have anything to protect ourselves with?” Boris nodded and handed him an gent pipe Henry grabbed it “this will do for now” he said and bendy got off of boris “good to see ya alright Boris! now let’s go!” the three marched on arriving in another room with what seems to be filled with toys of bendy, Boris, and Alice all in small and large versions. It did'int make the creepiness go down as there was ink everywhere it made the three looked around an check their surroundings “what happened in here? looks like an warzone happened in here” Henry said while bendy just looked down obvious to what happened here as he sighed “an lot of bad things happened while you were gone for so long hen…” Boris walked over and pointed to an lever while tapping his feet the two walked over “woah nice eye! I forgot your still good at seeing things we can’t!” bendy said and Boris smiled and looked proud of himself “looks like we need to turn on two levers at once you got this one Boris i’ll find the other one” bendy went ahead “oh! I remember those guys!” Henry went over to see what was his friend talking about he saw the butcher gang poster at the end of an corridor “oh, the butcher gang I remember them appearing in your cartoon haft the time they were like uncles to you right bud?” bendy nodded while smiling slowly “yeah…” he said and Henry started to walk over to the lever that happened to be right near the poster he turned around to see bendy not moving “hey bud you okay?” bendy blinked “o-oh s-sorry i’ll just stand here I-I just though I saw something move in there” Henry raised an eyebrow “what do you mean-” before he could say anything he heard something he turned around and got jumpscared by something coming out of the picture it roared at him and Henry backed away and as it got up and walked towards him he wasted no time in bashing it with the pipe it took only two big hits to the head for it to fall down he got an good look of the downed creature bendy saw too and he looked sadden “it’s charlie….” he said sadly and they watched as the inkified piper melted into ink and bendy stared as the ink that was the only remaining thing of piper went into bendy Henry did'int question as he remember in his cartoon piper and the two others were like mentors to bendy and kind of like the three uncles from Casper he sighed and Henry pulled the lever and Boris came running down the corner and saw his toon friend leaning on the wall “hey bud… you okay?” Henry asked the hooded toon devil as he rubbed his tears away “….. i’m fine… let’s keep going…” Henry nodded and the three walked into the room with the lift and they went inside as Henry pressed the number 9 on the wall and the lift went down. they heard the supposed voice of Alice angel speak again “your so interesting so.. different I have to say i’m a instant fan” Henry did'int say anything as bendy looked so emotionless and depressed from hearing Alice’s voice for so long. Boris comforted his toon friend and Henry listened to her speaking “looks like you got a date with a angel!” bendy looked up feeling like his heart just broke into a million pieces Henry took noticed and grunted at the voice of Alice and silently flipped her off even though she did'int see it. he muttered “yeah right lady…..” he looked at bendy and smiled and bendy smiled back with a few tears dripping down “hey don’t worry i know you’ll probably hit me with a mallet if I ever do that” Henry said while chuckling at his own joke and bendy kinda snickered an bit too while Boris smiled and patted the toon’s back "on second though nevermind someone as busy as me has no time for you just come on down to see me level nine" her voice than changed on the speaker "JuSt FoLlOw ThE sCrEaMs~~~". After what seemed like an few minutes of waiting they had reached the floor finally the trio could tell it was Alice’s place because of the sign of the SHE’S QUITE A GAL sign was on there. The door from the lift opened and all three of them walked down “come along there’s a whole twisted world out here~~” Henry noticed another tape recorder as Boris went on ahead and he pressed play on it and listening to Thomas yet again rambling on “kinda shocking that an elevator still works in this place after 30 years… than again it must be my head and mind playing tricks on me and i’m only just imaging all this happening” he said and chuckled when he heard Thomas said “I’m taking the stairs” Henry turned off the tape recorder “I would of done that too Tom” he went over to the platform and he along with Boris stepped on the tile as the door opened and Boris’s ears perked up and he ran ahead of the two “hey Boris wait up!” bendy said and chased after his wolf friend with Henry following “hey what’s the matte-” his eyes widen as he saw what Boris was looking at. an dead body of himself “oh… god…” Henry said and looked around shocked at what he was seeing an ton of bodies of dead v bendy’s eyes widen in pure shock upon seeing the amount of bodies of dead Bories he held his chest where his heart would be and started sobbing while leaning on the wall “nononononNONONONONONNNO!!!!! NOT AGAIN! PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME SEE THIS HORRIBLE IMAGE AGAIN!!!” bendy screamed loudly and ferociously while his clothing started to turn tattern and worn out. Henry knew what was happening to bendy, he was hyperventilating he knew that condition far too well but since the toon wasn’t an human Henry did'int know what else to do. As Bendy kept crying he started to grow claws on his gloves as he was trying not to transform out of pure saddness and anger he digged the claws in his own head trying to make the pain of the flasbacks of boris dying out of his head. He hugged the toon tightly while shushing him as bendy kept breathing quickly and sobbing and coughing harshly “hey hey hey buddy! calm down! it’s gonna be okay just calm down! it’s alright bendy! it’s gonna be alright!” Henry said rubbing the toon’s head as he saw his crying was sounding more demonic “NO NO NO IT’S NOT ALRIGHT! NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN! WHY! WHY DID JOEY DO THIS!” His eyes turn turned red and purple as he snapped at the retired animator ”WHY DID YOU ABANDONED US HENRY?!?!?!“ bendy said while screaming and snarling in a demonic tone and lashed out scratching Henry’s arm on accident he was going to keep lashing out but than Boris hugged the toon. Bendy’s eyes widen and he was now whimpering and he hugged the wolf back crying softly into his shoulder than something came out of his throat he spoke shocking bendy and Henry “i-i-it’s a-alright b-bendy i-i-i-i’m h-here a-and i-im n-n-not l-l-l-leaving!” Boris said wheezing and coughing Henry and bendy looked at shock boris’s voice sounded so weak and tired but bendy sniffed and hugged the toon “i’m not d-d-d-d-dead bendy okay? your b-big b-b-bro is still here” he said coughing and after an few minutes bendy calmed down Henry growled and glared as they heard Alice’s voice again “look around it took so many of them to make me so beautiful” bendy then snarled darkly and was about to transform and beat the living ink tarp out of her body but Boris shook his head “don’t it’s not worth it” he said and bendy grunted but nodded than the three heard something that made all of them confuse of what Alice was saying “I had to do it, she made me” Henry than carefully walked over passing by an tape recorder but did'int press it he did'int want to hear what it had to say as he gripped on his fists and went inside to meet the ink angel face to face. Meanwhile Boris was trying to get bendy to calm down. The hooded toon was furious and angry as he argued on "I CAN’T FREAKING BELIEVE IT! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS ALICE! SHE WAS HERE THIS WHOLE TIME! SHE. SHE. SHE’S GONE COMPLETELY MAD BORIS!“ bendy said hissing and snarling while Boris looked away from his corpse "I….. I know bendy b-but it wasn’t her fault you have to understand-” bendy snapped “I KNOW! IT WAS SUSIE’S DOING BOR!! BUT STILL….” bendy’s growling toned down as he sighed “why did she have to kill you so many times after joey did it to you the first… w-why….. why do I have to keep on seeing you die in front of me every single time!” he knelt down burying himself on Boris’s lap crying as he patted his head “there there buddy…” Boris looked up and noticed something was inside the corpse he pulled it out and saw an spare heart his eyes widen and he hid it in his pocket that he can fit it in thankfully and he picked up bendy “come on we’ll wait for Henry back at the li-” bendy suddenly got out of Boris’s arms as he looked at Boris with an expression that showed no emotion “no…. tell Henry I need to be alone for an bit” he said before walking off putting his hood over his head and putting his hands in his pockets. Boris looked down sadly while sighing deeply and walked off too waiting for Henry by the lift while bendy walked off by himself to gather his thoughts as he hid his anger and kept walking off and finding an shortcut to level 14. Henry was horrifed of what he saw charlie being tortured by alice when she noticed him walking in she stopped with whatever she was doing "so now we come to the question do i kill you? do i turn you into one of those wandering mindless things or do i take your soul? the choices of the beautiful are simply unbearable!~ how's a girl to chose? take this worthless piece of garbage for insant!" she said referring to the tortured Charlie the leader of the butchergang who was breathing heavily and weakly "he came crawling into my room leaving his tainted ink on my doorsteps it could of touched me it could of pulled me back!" henry's eyes widen aware of alice's vocie changing "do you know what it's like? living in the dark puddle? bits of your mind like fish in a bowl it's an screaming well of voices... im so close now almost perfect" her tone changed again almost sounding terrifed "i will not let the demon touch me again... yes i will spare you for now better yet i'll let you ascent and leave this awful place return to the lift my little errand boy there is work need to be done" as henry walked away he turned to see charlie trying to call out to henry "D-D-D--D-..O..N'T T-R--R-RU-ST R-R--R--RUN" Alice slammed down on the button and the glass showing her and the tortured leader of the butcher gang became closed and all henry can hear was the sounds of charlie screaming he almost felt sorry for him he wondered how much time has passed he gripped on his fists ".... i'm going to find an way to free you all.... i promise..." He walked out of the angel's room and came out 20 minutes later after listening to another tape. While he was heading back to the lift he saw the gate closed right in front of him “I’ll make this simple, look for value panels turn the clogs and get the things, please don’t make me regret sparing you I can always change my mind” Henry rolled his eyes and grabbed the plunger he stared at it “…….. seriousally? an plunger” he sighed and walked off. He noticed that bendy was not with Boris “hey buddy? where’s bendy?” Boris looked up at him with an tired look “he said he had to be alone for a while needs to gather his thoughts” Henry nodded “I can understand that knowing what the poor little guy saw..” Boris nodded “Henry I… I need to ask ya…. do you think that we’ll ever get out of here?” Henry nodded “I made an promise to bendy Boris and i’m not going to break it I will get him and anyone else that isn’t or wasn’t affected by the ink out of this hell hole” Boris smiled “so should I come with you to uh help out with whatever she asked ya to do?” Henry shook his head “no i’m fine you can wait here if you want. I need to recollect on my thoughts too” Boris nodded letting his friend go off. the old animator sighed while walking as he listened to what Alice was saying as he searched around for the values “there’s so little rules in this world now so very. But there’s one rule we ALL respect down here, BeWaRe ThE iNk DeMoN~ stay out for too long and he will findddd you~~ if you don’t make it, well… I enjoyed seeing you again” Henry raised an eyebrow confused at why she said that but shurgged it off and kept on walking looking for the value cores. After what felt like hours of searching he’d finally found the last one it was in an room where he encountered the second member of the butcher gang. He noticed something strange. he stopped and looked at the creature’s appearance “the hell…?” he nearly vomited when he noticed the camera on the creature’s head he almost felt sorry for the ink creature as it walked off away from his slight “jeeze… wonder if that thing can see anything in there” he muttered to himself and got the last value core and walked back. Henry noticed ink veins appearing in the room and his eyes widen as he felt something whistling behind him as he heard the demonic voice of the ink demon saying in a amused tone “WhAt Ya ThInKiNg AbOuT hEnRy?” the ink demon said incing his face closer and henry reacted quickly, by making the plunger stick to the ink demon’s face. “…….. huh?” henry saw that the ink demon stopped and he growled and tried pulling the plunger off of his face “ArE yOu KiDdInG Me OlD maN?” the ink demon growled while flipping him off and slowly went back down into the inky depts while the plunger was dropped to the ground henry picked it back up and ran out of the room back to where boris was waiting. Henry dropped the value cores and the plunger back in the dispenser like machine and the sounds of alice’s speaker turned on “my machines are hungry! gather me some spare parts” Henry groaned and took the wrench like object and walked off. he walked on carrying two gears to room to room he began to see the rooms darkening with ink veins appearing again henry’s eyes widen and he hid quickly in an miracle station and waited for “bendy” to go away. the ink was fading as it looked like the ink demon wandered off to another area and he got out of the booth breathing heavily while holding his chest “damn it! why now this happens just what is up with this place?!” henry ranted while moving on. After 20 minutes he gathered the last one and on his way back noticed an flooded room he felt like he will need to come back here soon “maybe it’s just my head but i feel like there’s something in there” he thought in his head as he walked back and noticed Boris was whistling an tune he heard when he was doing the sheepsongs episode. Henry putted the spare parts into the can and putted the wrench in there and then he blinked with an hopeless look as alice speaked into the speaker again “have you seen them? the swollen ones? there filled with ExTrA tHiCk InK!!! it makes me sick and yet it’s the perfect thing that keeps myself together but an little warning you will have to move quietly if you see one cause they get startled very easily” she said and henry took noticed of that and took the syringe he noticed it looked different than most syringes he saw during his time at the war but he payed no mind to went to work but he couldn't help but groaned “how much freaking stuff do you even need lady?!” he muttered to himself while walking off. Almost an hour and a haft later he found the last one while also listening to an tape on the way back “I don’t get it!” the voice of wally said on the tape “everyone’s walking around like grandma just died I mean hello people! you make cartoons for crying out loud your suppose to make people laugh! i’m telling ya if I don’t see an smile on anyone anytime soon i’m out of here!” Henry chuckled “I sure hope ya did make it out of here wally” he said and went back up during the way back he saw the walls showing spots of ink everywhere again. He hid inside and saw the ink demon once again as it was dragging something and it dropped it he snarled “oKaY ALiCE I KnOw YoUr FrEaKiNg OuT HeRe!” Henry kept quiet but curious ‘why did he said alice instead of me?’ The ink demon’s growling grew more viscous and he jammed his claws onto the inkified person’s back and dropped them and walked off snarling. Henry could see that it was the same person he saw in the closest with the knife and head wound and he was shocked when he saw the person getting up and moaning in an almost zombie like manner before wandering about and Henry waited no more than 3 minutes and started bolting straight back and called the lift and went into it “Henry you okay?” Boris asked as he saw him panting and pressing the 9 button an few times “i-i’m fine” he said ingoring what Alice was saying as he tried to catch his breathe. he did however caught note of one thing she said before they reached floor 9 “dreams come true susie, dreams come true no matter what joey said” Henry shivered remembering on the way back to the lift after Alice had spared him he listened to one of the tape recorders and found out that Joey took Susie on a date and felt creeped out when he heard her said “he even called me Alice, I liked it” Henry again breathed in relif and when he putted the syringe away back in the dispencer like machine she said something that made his heart stop cold “have you seen those grinning demons? let’s remove them shall we? oh i have just the tool to make it more enjoyable~~” meanwhile at all the way down to level 14 bendy looked up while dropping an haft eaten searcher his clothes were covered in ink with his hoodie being stained and torn an bit his eyes blinking before he growled and snarled harshly into the air hearing what the 'angel’ said. He was tired of always losing his temper and his friends always getting hurt. He though about how all of this started with Joey than later that changed to him hating Susie even more for becoming too attached to Alice and now they became what he feared, an monster of her former shell. He snarled and banged his fist as his gloved hand slowly faded away revealing his claw he looked at it as the hand was bleeding he made an twisted crooked smile on his face as he started to laugh like an maniac “heheheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” the ink started to melt from his face as his crooked grin grew even more wider as his entire body and appearance grew taller. his ink like state grabbed the dead searcher’s haft eaten body and slashed it and swallowed it all up “….J O E Y D I D T H I S T O M E!” bendy then climbed up and looked up and was gripping on his fists he snarled darkly while yelling out “I’LL GET YOU JOEY!! AND YOU TOO SUSIE! YOU ALL RUINED ME AND MY FRIENDS! NOW YOUR GONNA SEE THE DEMON YOU ALL WANTED!!! DO YOU HEAR ME JOEY?!?!?! I. WILL.” his voice than turned even more dark and corrupted and demonic “KILL Y O U JOEY DREW!!!!” bendy lifted his head and then released an loud blood curling demonic roar echoing throughout the whole entire studio. Henry was trying not to laugh as the ink demon roared with annoyance “WhO kEePs FUcKiNg BREAKING THESE CUTOUTS?!?!?!” henry had to calm himself down and felt relived when the ink demon finally left the area. he flinced after hearing the angel said “i forgot to mention he hates it when I do that~~. I would hide if I were you~~~” he than heard the roar from bendy’s anger and fury as it echoed throughout the entire studio and so did the ink demon and Boris and Alice as they all heard his demonic roar of rage. The ink demon simply grinned and clapped his hands like an happy child would and simply walked off snapping his fingers while whistling the same tune an certain mouse sang and than an swarm of searchers and members of the butcher gang were heading towards level 9 where Alice was at. Henry came back to floor 9 and was about to put the axe away when he heard the anger in Alice’s voice “those fiflty creatures that have wandered my halls have been left unchecked! they broken in don’t let them take your angel! purge them one by one smash them into bits! KILL THEM!!!!” Henry heard the sounds of the butcher gang and the searchers and he sighed “getting too old already for this and i’m not even 40 yet” he said and watched as the searchers and butcher gang members came down he gripped on his axe and attacked the creatures. Bendy quicken his pace of running on all fours when he sensed his friend was in danger he kept on running and running not stopping he even passed the other version of him as the ink demon watched the angry monsterized toon ran on all fours his grin grew even more and decided to watch the show that was about to unfold. after each blow Henry still couldn’t get the searchers or the butcher gang to die he soon felt he was being outnumbered as they were going to soon finish him off. Than an loud roar broke out and an pissed off ink bendy appeared lunging at the group of searchers and butcher gangs with his claws slashing the butcher gang and searchers one by one. Some of them managed to hit him and bendy simply stabbed them with his tail and threw them aside. Henry watched in horror for once as his hooded friend slaughtered the ink creatures in the most burtal and gruesome way possible. After everything was gone and all that can be heard were bendy’s heavy breathing Henry got up and walked towards the demon his wounds making it kinda difficult to walk “hey… bud…” Henry said touching bendy’s forehead as the hooded ink formed demon turned to look at him “are you alright pal?” he nodded slowly while wincing an bit Henry noticed his wounds on the toon had gotten worst “bendy… you don’t have to it’s alright it’s over” he nodded again and watched as the ink remains of all the creature he’d killed in this room went inside his inky body as he growled and tears starting to stream down his inky face “I’M…… I’M SORRY HENRY… I WAS JUST…. SO….. SO…. ANG-” he stopped when Alice finally spoke “shhhhhh listen there’s nothing, like the sound of a welcoming grave” she said giving an nice sigh and breathe of relief “I like the silence. don’t you?” Henry did'int response but he did nodded slowly as he walked back to see what non important task he had to do next “oh I hate leaving work unfinished! but that’s why I have you to do that but you’ll have to go down even deeper into the abyss, take the lift down, say hello to an old friend” the word old friend stung Henry as his eyes widen in pure shock “but here’s a little present an extra little firepower, take VERY good care of it, it belonged to someone very special” she said as Henry turned over to see an Tommy gun at the door Henry grabbed it before seeing if it was really real he pulled the trigger and it shot an bullet he couldn't help but smiled at it “now this is what i’m talking about” he said and bendy nodded giving him a thumbs up “alright come on let’s go-” Bendy shook his head “NO… YOU GO ON I…. I NEED TO CHECK UP ON SOMEONE” Henry was confused by this but he nodded and walked away as Bendy went inside to see Alice. As The Demon walked on he saw the door was opened he slowly walked in and saw Alice he saw what was different about her. Her once beautiful blue dress was now stained and tainted with ink and blood. Her halo that shows her emotions was stuck to her head only revealing an black color, Her Gloves were gone revealing sharp fingers almost looking like claws. she turned slowly to face him he could see the toon eye instead of susie’s he smiled lightly “HEY…. AL…” he said and she blinked and replied tirely “hello bendy, what brings you to this parts of the studio?” she asked and he walked up closer “OH… YA KNOW I WAS JUST IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD AND DECIDED TO CHECK UP ON YOU” she turned around revealing the right side of her face that was burnt due to the ink demon slamming an bottle of acetone on her “bendy things have been wonderful thanks to a certain human gathering items for me i’m sure you’ve seen his frighten soul all around the studio” she said smiling that bendy had her on his mind. he noticed the tone of her voice he was sad to see that somehow susie corrupted Alice both physically and mentally “YES…… BUT….” he said as he walked closer to her grabbing her hand “ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” he asked her and she looked up at him and reached up to brush away the ink to look at him in the eye “bendy darling i know i haven’t been the best but everything is going well now with Henry here you’ll see me beautiful again darling just like the old days” Bendy’s eyes were tired as he looked at her he should be angry mad wanted to rip her throat out but he can’t “WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT AL?…. YOUR STILL THE ANGEL I MET THOSE YEARS AGO” he said grabbing her hand gently “WHY IN MY EYES YOUR EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU WERE BEFORE” Alice smiled softly but then noticed the wounds “let me guess, that demon again?” he nodded and she sighed “you gotta learn how to block it’s attacks bendy dear not everything can be destroyed from just your brutal sheer strength” he nodded and sat down as she proceeded to treat his wounds. ~haft an hour later~ Boris and Henry were waiting for bendy to come back from whatever he was doing in the other room. During that time Henry found another boarded up door and chopped down the boards with ease and noticed there was an tape recorder there he pressed play on it and he raised an eyebrow upon hearing an voice he remembered but at the same time did not remember “grant?” he asked himself. he and grant barley knew eachother but he known grant enough to see that he was an mellow relaxed kind of guy for having an fonding of love and hate for music Henry agreed to that as he too had a thing for music as he listened to the tape playing Boris was looking around he admit he was scared coming back here after being killed and brought here too many times it felt like an endless loop he hoped when it finally ended when he saw Henry and his best pal but now he feared his own death was coming back to haunt him he was brought back to reality when Henry snapped his fingers “hey Boris you okay there?” he nodded “y-….yeah i’m fine H-Henry just thinking” he said his throat not sounding that much weaker than before as he was slowly starting to get use to his voice recovering. They look over to See Bendy Walking back in his normal form and he looked like his injuries were not bothering him “well you look fine and dandy guess you got your injuries fix bud?” he nodded “hey why did'int you two go? I would of catch up with ya some other way” he asked “well we were just recovering from what had just happened but if you want to go now we can” he nodded “yep! let’s hurry up and get out of here!” henry nodded “we still have to find joey though I still need some answers out of him” bendy’s face turned from happy to scared but he did'int question him about it. after 10 minutes in the lift they finally reached level 14 henry looked at the amount of ink that was there “this whole place looks like it was flooded on purpose” he commented and henry and bendy both walked down as they noticed an heart on a hand henry picked it up grossed out and then saw something he though he never seen the camere ink creature was there “shhhhhhh there he is, the projectionist sulking in the darkness, stay out of his life if you don’t want trouble just gather the things i need and return to me” the voice of 'Alice’ said but Henry couldn’t believe what he was seeing bendy noticed an tape playing and went over to grab it and walked back to henry and he turned it on and Henry felt tears streaming down his eyes “that’s…… that thing…… it’s Norman……oh god….. why…. why did it have to be him…” he said sadly as he knelt down silently crying inside his head. Bendy never saw Henry like this before it made him sad to see his friend like this he comforted the poor tired old man “Henry…. I… I tried Hen…. I tried so hard to stop Joey from turning him into that…… but……. but i was too late…” Henry sniffed “after all these years… and I did'int know what he was doing to you or the others….. oh god….. Norman i’m so sorry…. I…. I should of never left.. may-” bendy got up grabbing Henry and looking at him “no…. listen even if you did'int leave overtime joey would of done it anyway he’d lost it Henry! he gone and went mad with power he’s not himself anymore!” bendy said to him and letted go “come on we can be quick if you wa-” Henry gripped on the Tommy gun “no…. let’s just…. take our time….” he said and the toon nodded. As they ventured into the flooded ink he noticed an path boarded up he chopped it down and noticed an value panel and turned it not knowing what it could do “why did you do that?” he asked and Henry sighed “I just felt like doing it I don’t know everything is just….. starting to get more and more weirder” after what felt like hours of searching through the maze they walked into and hiding they found only 4 hearts they were now walking carefully looking for the last one and they noticed an shadow they took an closer look to see it was the projectionist/Norman he was just standing there looking at an screen that showed one of the cartoon scenes from bendy’s show he did'int move an single inch problem was the last heart was near him he gulped and carefully took one step as quiet as he could he slowly picked up the heart and backed up but the ink turned Norman did'int move an single inch still Henry then though of something he sighed “Norman…. I don’t know if you can hear me or… if your still in there but…. I wanted to give this to you before I left” he said and silently handing him an photograph seeing the inky hand tighten he and bendy quickly walked off Norman lifted the picture up to his 'face’ looking at the photograph it seem to open up an memory in his head that he kept inside him when he became this projectionist it was the only thing that kept him still mentally sane. ~Flashback~ “hey um Henry?..” Henry looked to see it was Norman “I know your leaving and all soon but can we have a talk?” Henry nodded “sure thing Norman anything for a friend” the two sat down having an drink of coffee “so what did you wanted to talk about?” he asked and Norman took an sip “well I was wondering… how long will you be gone?” Henry though he did'int really know how long he be gone for “I think maybe an few years I reckon but when I get back I better see this place rolling with films or my ghost is gonna haunt you till ya die” he said laughing and Norman chuckled “yeah I get it stay safe pal” he told Henry “hey do you think ya talking to your talking to a guy that’s technically been to war 2 times as of now” Norman nodded “I know you told me but still be careful alright” he nodded “I promise keep being you Norman alright and maybe when I get back we’ll have that drink like I promised or else you’ll knock me out with an hammer” Norman laughed “okay see ya around Henry” he nodded “see ya Norman” ~Flashback ended~ Henry And Bendy went back to the lift and he took one last look to see Norman Walking out and looking at him the two shared an stare at eachother bendy was on his guard he did'int know if he was here to hurt Henry or take him. Norman simply did an impression of Henry saluting and then walked off into the other room of the maze like hallways. Henry was shocked but he smiled “he’s still in there somewhere….” bendy noticed the look of relief on his face and smiled “hey come on we can take one last look around the place before we head back to Alice” he nodded “yeah come on I think that value I drained might had opened up an new area” they went back into the lift and it went back up. after what seem like hours they finally reached floor 9 and Henry and bendy and Boris both went to the room Henry was talking about they saw an lone searcher but Henry was able to put quick use to his new Tommy gun as the searcher went down quickly “why is there an tape here?” Boris asked and Henry walked over and pressed play on it “only 2 weeks into this company and already it’s gotten interesting. Joey is a man of ideas.. and only ideas. When I agreed to start this whole thing with him, I thought there would be a little more give and take. Instead I give and he takes. I haven’t seen My Friend Linda For days now. Still though someone has to make this happen, when ever in doubt just keep drawing Henry. On the plus side though I’ve got a new character That I think people are going to love.” Henry listened to it replaying itself “Henry?” Boris asked and Henry silently turned to look at him but turned around and walked back up bendy could of sworn he saw the old animator frown slightly “come on… let’s just finish this and find joey..” Henry said in a serious tone as the two toons followed him. Henry leaned against the wall in a corner with insturments nearby and a piano “henry you alright?” boris asked him “y-yeah yeah im alright j-just go on wait for me by the lift i’ll catch up i need to… catch my breathe” bendy and boris nodded and walked off Henry was breathing as he accidently hitted an few inturemtns and touched the piano “shit!” he cursed and he did’int see the room going dark. Instead he heard footsteps inside of the wall curious he leaned towards the wall trying to see what was happening behind it and he heard an voice he though he never thought he hear again he was shocked to hear Sammy lawarance's voice “we have all been waiting but now he will….. set….. us……. free” Henry ran quickly back to where bendy and boris were waiting they looked at him with worried and concern faces “Henry you alright?” Boris asked him “gee old man you looked like you seen an ghost” bendy said trying to make him laugh but it did’int seem to work. Henry was breathing heavily “it’s n-nothing!” he said and quickly went over and putted the 5 hearts in the box. Boris grabbed henry by the shoulder “hey come on you can tel-” he was interuppted by alice’s speaker turning on again “ahh that should be enough now return to the elevator, it’s time to go home” Henry was breathing still but he glared at the speaker he did'int want to leave just yet but something came up in his head an thought ‘maybe after we all ascend i could find another way to reach joe’ the three sat in the lift Bendy was jumping with joy while hugging boris “hey Boris you hear that bud we finally get to outside! your gonna see the things Henry told us about! the beautiful skies, the nice open fields! and the wonderful amazing ocean! oh man it’s gonna be so great we don’t have to be in the studio anymore! we finally get to go outside for good this time!” Boris smiled kindly at his friend “that’s great b-b-bend-” than all of a sudden the three heard the lift go down very fast Henry’s eyes widen and screamed in an very angry tone “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK LADY?!?!?!?!” he shouted at alice as she screamed into the speaker with an demonic voice “DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN LEAVE THAT EASY?!?!?! NO! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE HENRY! AND I KNOW WHY YOUR HERE!!! YOU WON’T STOP WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE! NOW COME BACK HERE AND BRING ME BACK MY BORIS!!!” bendy’s eyes widen before glaring “HEY HE’S MY PAL NO ONE TAKES MY BROTHER CRAZY LADY!!!” He said now very very angry at the now possessed voice of Alice angel “HE IS THE MOST PERFECT BORIS I HAVE EVER SEEN AND I WANT HIS INSIDES TO MAKE ME BEAUTIFUL AGAIN!! SO GIVE HIM TO ME!” Henry glared and saw Boris was cowering in fear as bendy was getting ready to transform “OR BETTER YET I’LL TAKE HIM!” Bendy growled and Henry did’int know what else to do so he tried to look at the buttons and tried pressing one but it did’int stop going down he silently cursed as it went down even faster and Alice’s voice started to get more demonic “ONCE. YOUR. DEAD!!!!” She said yelling and Than an big loud crash to the ground and the elevator breaking is what sent Henry and bendy to the darkness ~Flashback~ Bendy was watching the others drove off away from the studio he sighed and saw that Henry’s Car was still here he was confused “I don’t see Joey’s car so why is hen still here?” He got off and walked around and noticed someone sleeping he looked to see the young but old looking animator sleeping on his desk again bendy sighed deeply “overworked again I see” he said quietly before going to the closest and grabbing an blanket and putting it over him “Jeeze Henry you gotta learn when to stop overworking yourself” he said knowing the old man couldn’t hear him he looked to see what was he drawing this whole time and raised an eyebrow he picked up the drawing it was an drawing of him and what looked like Henry in it he noticed that in the drawing Henry was showing Bendy what seems to be outside the studio he noticed how happy he himself looked and he noticed the words “happy birthday Bud” was written on it he smiled and putted the drawing back on the desk he smiled at the animator and patted the sleeping Henry while putting an pillow underneath his head “night hen” he said walking off. Bendy heard muttering going about he looked to see Sammy was still here chanting something that bendy couldn’t hear him say he tilted his head to see what was he doing he saw the room he was in darken his eyes widen and quickly slammed the door shut and backed up and ran off surely something did pop out of the pentagram an demonized version of bendy as the ink demon slowly grinned but then it melted back into the pentagram Sammy’s eyes widen and shouted "NO!” bendy could hear him shouting repeadtly he was breathing heavily and quickly ran off to find Boris and Alice “maybe they know whats wrong with Sammy” he said to himself as he kept running. ~flashback ended~ Henry could barley open his eyes as he slowly opened them to find Boris shaking him “B..Boris what are you doing here..? G-get out of here b-before she gets you…” He slowly cough and Boris kept shaking him he slowly turned to see bendy knocked out leaning on the wall with his hood covering most of his face. He turned to see Alice slowly coming towards them he tried to warn Boris but he couldn’t speak Alice grabbed him and pulled him away into the darkness Henry tried to reach out to get him as he heard Boris yell “HENRY!! P..PLEASE SAVE ME!!!!” Henry had tears dripping out of his eyes “Boris… I’m sorry..” He thought in his head as he slowly slipped into darkness As Alice’s Laughter is the last thing he hears as he blacks out before getting two pictures flashing up in his head an vision of boris strapped on an table with Alice’s Shadow looming over him and the second one shows the ink demon with his minions looking like they’re going to plan something to take down The Angel once and for all ~40 minutes later~ Meanwhile in an rather normal looking office, an short black haired man was sitting down on the chair reading some files he hears the door open and turns around to see an rather happy ink demon “well? did you figure out something yet my little devil?” the voice known as Joey Drew said as the tall ink demon nodded while it’s grin was wider than before joey smiled “good susie is no longer useful at this point even though she never was… make sure you finish the job and end both her and that…… AnGeL’s life” he said shivering after saying the word angel The ink demon made an sound that sounded like an happy child and clapped it’s hands repeadtly and ran out Joey smiled as he sat back down and putted on his reading glasses and kept on turning the pages of an book he was reading he then frown as he heard an deeper voice inside his head “S O O N” joey sighed and kept on reading

#MODERN BATIM AU #my AU #batim fanfiction #FINAL UPDATE TO THIS CHAPTER #story #my writing #BATIM AU #enjoy #hopefully i can finally remuse working on inky terrors chapter 4 now

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