"Wow! I think we're done! Nothing like a bit of teamwork to resurrect an old friend!" Bendy said as he dusted himself off.

Nodding to his statement, you couldn't help but feel relieved by how excited he was. It made your dream less likely to come true. "Well, you're really chipper!"

"Are you kidding?!" demanded Bendy as he sprang from one side of the room to the other. "I'm so excited that I'm about to explode!" he shouted. Springing himself off of the wall, he landed beside you. "It's all thanks to you, you know!"

"I don't deserve that much credit! I'm sure that you would have figured out how to do it... eventually," you replied with a smirk.

Bendy crossed his arms at you. He wasn't being serious even though he was trying to look like he was. "Why, (y/n)! Are you calling me slow?" Bendy then shook his head. "How rude! Go to the time-out corner, (y/n)! Don't come out until I say so!" he commanded.

"Okay. Can I come out yet?" you asked.

"Well, technically you didn't go anywhere and no time has passed, but I guess you can. Anyway, let's just do this thing!" Bendy shouted as he raced to the ink pressure room. You looked annoyed for a moment.

"You know, I can't really run after you! I'm physically impaired!" you shouted after him. He stopped and shouted back.

"Get to the main power room, then! I'm sure you'll get there by the time I hit the switch!" he commanded. He bounded away before you could object.

Slowly making your way there against the wall, you heard the pipes begin to make strange noises that indicated that Bendy pushed the pump pressure button. You reached the main power and turned everything on. Bendy came loping back. "We're all set here! Now we just have to wait. Quick question, how long are we waiting?"

You thought back to the book. "I think it said we had to wait about... two minutes," you answered.

"Wow. That's fast. Okay, then you stay here to prepare to turn the machine off on my command. I'm going back," he said. You could hear his rapid footsteps down the hallway due to his shoes. It was easy to tell where Bendy was because of them. A minute and a half went by and you could hear Bendy shout his signal. On cue, you turned off the machine. The studio fell silent.

Trying to get to the next room, you could hear someone stand to their feet. Black fur brushed up against the floor and small black ears twitched. You peered into the room and you could see the wolf in white overalls standing looking somewhat confused. Your heart raced.

"Bendy...?" he asked.

"Oh my gosh... I can't believe it! It worked! Boris, you're alive!" Bendy yelled as he tackled Boris which sent them both crashing to the floor.

"Oof!" Boris said, but his face immediately brightened. "Bendy! I thought I'd never see you again! I don't even know what happened... I just remember ink flooding everywhere and... pipes breaking and... What happened?" he asked glancing around. "The place looks... more dead than usual."

Bendy jumped to his feet. "Boris, you have no idea how much you missed! I want to tell you everything, but I have no idea where to start..."

"Why not try from the beginning?" you asked from the hallway. Finally, you were able to walk into the room. Boris's eyes widened with wonder and recognition.

"Bendy..., is that-?"

"Boris, I'd like you to meet 18-year-old (y/n)," Bendy introduced. You nodded your head in greeting.

At first, Boris didn't know how to reply. You were one of the last people he expected to see. "Wow... You've certainly matured a lot. It seems like only yesterday that you were eight years old and watching our show with stars in your eyes."

You smiled as you tried to make a good first impression. "It's good to see you, Boris! I've always wondered what meeting you would be like."

"Yeah, Bendy always wondered what meeting you would be like, too," Boris said while looking to Bendy with a smug grin. Bendy's eyes darted towards the wall.

"Boris, shut up!" Bendy snapped. He tail swished back and forth like a cat's tail would when annoyed.

Boris chuckled at Bendy's response. "Just like old times, right pal? It's like nothing's changed!" he announced. Now standing tall, he glanced around the room still confused. "So, uh, are you going to explain or what? I mean, surely something must've happened to give her that broken leg, right?"

"Ugh... Don't remind me...," you said.

The three of you sat in a circle (more like a triangle) and began to swap stories. Bendy's was by far the longest and Boris's was the shortest. It was interesting to hear Bendy's side of the story and hear about all of the things he did when you weren't around. A few times you thought you saw Boris put the smug look back on his face whenever Bendy spoke about you. He seemed alarmed by the fact that Bendy murdered Henry and nearly did the same to Joey. There was a lot he knew about Bendy, but there was quite a bit he didn't know as well.

"So that's it, huh? Wow... I really did miss out on a lot," Boris said.

Bendy nodded slowly. "But what matters is that you're not missing out on anything else. Now that you're real, is there anything you wanna see or do?"

"I do want to see what the outside world looks like... The way you described color made me want to see it for myself," he replied.

Bendy sprang from the neat triangle formation you were sitting in and dragged Boris to his feet. "Well, come on! We're going outside, then!" He began to drag Boris away. You didn't want to stand from your spot and you just watched. You never saw him so happy. It was like something in him completely changed in a split second. Something in him sang louder than it did before.

"Well..., I did it," was all you could say.

Bendy's POV

"Look, Boris. Behind this door is a world of possibilities that were closed to us before. And here we are! We are about to do what no toon besides me has ever done! Are you ready for this?!" I shouted as we stared at the door. Boris shrugged his shoulders.

"Gee, I don't know. Let me think about it a moment because I think this is way too intense. Let me catch my breath," Boris said sarcastically. I wondered if that was what (y/n) would think whenever I started talking like that.

"You're right. I should just open the door."

Twisting the knob, light flooded into our faces and we both had to shield our eyes from the blinding sun. "Whoa... What's that giant glowing orb in the sky? I don't think I've seen it before!" Boris announced.

"Uh, yeah. It's called a giant flaming ball of gas in outer space that is hundreds of times bigger than the Earth. AKA the sun," I replied. Boris looked amazed.

Strolling outside, we just stood and stared at the scenery for a while. It was a beautiful world. Living with just two colors all of your life sure got annoying really fast. It was like a whole new way of seeing things. Rather than a white sky, it was blue.

"So..., have you told her yet?" Boris asked with his tail wagging back and forth excitedly. It took me a moment to figure out what he meant. When I did, I shook my head.

"Of course, you have to ask. Isn't it obvious? No. And she isn't ever going to know. I can hint and prod at the thought all I want, but I'm not going to come out and say, "I love you, (y/n)!" Never! At least..., not until... I don't know! I just... I don't know! You can't understand this, Boris!" I shouted. I didn't know why I was making a big deal about it, but the thought of coming out and saying it just scared me.

If I knew anything about Boris, it was that he would never back down from this type of conversation. Just as I had suspected, he said what he always used to say. "You're just denying yourself."

I huffed. It was one thing to dream, but the reality was completely different. "Well, what would you do? If you're so intent on getting us together, what do you propose?"

"Proposing to her will be in there somewhere, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, Bendy," Boris joked. Before I could facepalm myself, he winked at me. "Well, I do have a little idea that might work to get her to notice you in the way we're thinkin'. Just leave it to me, your wingman!"

I kinda gave in as soon as he brought up being my wingman. Instead of arguing, I decided to go along with it. "You're going to be my wingman? Well, what's your scheme?"

Boris shook his head. "I'm not telling you! I want this to be a surprise!" he answered.

"I shoulda known."

"Well, we should be getting back inside. I don't think your girlfriend will appreciate us abandoning her," Boris said as he began to make his way back through the door.

I got this deep nostalgic feeling deep in my chest. It was almost like Boris's heart that was now mine could feel what I felt all those years ago. I missed those years with Boris on the big screen. I even missed the years alone in the projector with him. I wanted to convey that to him, I guess. "Hey, Boris?"

"Yeah?"

"I missed you a lot... And it's good to have you back... I'm glad that... you haven't changed," I told him sincerely. My tail swished as I tried to find the right words.

Smiling and walking back over, he knelt down to my level. "I'm just happy to see you're okay. I mean, it was supposed to be my job to make sure you didn't get into trouble and to keep you happy! I wouldn't change if the world depended on it unless if you wanted me to." He turned his back towards me still in the kneeling position. "Well? You wanna hop on? Maybe we'll get an ice cream later to celebrate our reunion. Sound good?" he asked.

"Yeah... I'd like that." And so I hopped onto his back with thoughts of dates and ice cream going through my mind.

(Y/N)'s/2nd Person POV

You could hear footsteps walking towards you. Knowing it was Boris from the heavy footsteps, you sat and waited on the floor for them to reappear. When they did, you couldn't help but think that Boris carrying Bendy around on his back was just as adorable as Bendy was. "Hey! You remembered me!" you shouted in greeting.

"Sorry!" Bendy apologized. Boris stopped in front of you and Bendy looked to the ground. "Uh, Boris, can you put me down?" Bendy asked.

"Whatever you want, Bendy!" Boris said. He released Bendy and sent the ink demon crashing to the floor. Bendy groaned.

"That's not what I meant, Boris..."

As Bendy recovered on the floor, you couldn't help but notice Boris staring thoughtfully at you. You blinked at him awkwardly. "Boris, what did the both of you talk about? Also, what's with the intense staring?"

The wolf snapped out of thought. He heard your question and tried to pull the wool over your eyes. "Sorry! I was just thinking about something and happened to be staring in your direction. We were just talking about how pretty the sun was. Nothing much."

"Yeah..., nothing...," Bendy mumbled.

"Okay... I just wanted to know why-"

"By the way, (y/n), I forgot to mention that you look really nice today!" Boris complemented completely changing the subject you were bringing up.

Surprised, you went with it like Bendy would. "Uh, thanks? What brought this up?"

Boris shrugged his shoulders casually. "I dunno. Maybe Bendy brought up how nice you looked outside or something. He always used to talk about you all the time in the projector, you know," he told you.

Bendy hopped to his feet in a split second. "Hey! I know how a prank is innocent, but lies aren't!" he snapped.

"The man denies, so it's true," Boris pointed out.

"I'm confused," you said.

"Be confused, (y/n)! Be confused! Boris, why are you doing this? Did I ask you to randomly compliment (y/n) on how nice she looks and then say I said it? No! If I wanted you to, I would've asked you to. And another thing I think you should know is that I didn't talk about... her all the time in... the...," Bendy's voice faded as he suddenly went pale. The energy drained from his face and he got this sudden zombie look. Boris looked alarmed.

"Bendy?!" he demanded.

"Boris, I... feel really dizzy... all of the..." Bendy flopped up against a wall. Boris rushed over to him and tried to keep him from falling.

"Bendy! What's wrong?! Is he sick?!" you asked Boris with worry.

You raced to Boris and Bendy and placed your hand on Bendy's forehead. He wasn't burning up or anything. Boris then checked for a pulse and shoved his ear up to his chest.

"...His heart is kinda slow," Boris said. He scooped Bendy up into his arms and glanced around. "Do you know what might've caused this?" he asked.

You shook your head. "No! Nothing happened. At least, I don't think anything did..." You raked your mind trying to figure out what might've caused this.

Before you found a solution, Boris began to search for a place to put Bendy. He found Joey's old room and set him down on the bed. You followed behind him and arrived just in time to see Boris tuck him in. It was probably the first time you ever saw Bendy look asleep.

"Boris... I don't... feel..."

"I know, Bendy. We'll get you better soon. For now, just try to save as much energy as possible and don't get up from this spot," Boris explained sounding a lot like the doctors at the hospital. You could see it now. Dr. Boris the Wolf.

Bendy gave up the struggle of keeping his eyes open. "What happened...?" he questioned with his eyes shut.

"I think I have an idea. Bendy. For now, you just have to rest and I'll make sure you get better," Boris said as he began to leave.

"Righto...," Bendy replied making a final attempt at humor.

Boris went back to interrogating you outside the room. You wouldn't be surprised if he had experience being the interrogator in court. His eyes gave away his worry throughout all of his seriousness. "Listen, has Bendy been... acting strange lately?" he asked.

You shook your head no. If anything, he was more energetic than usual. "I don't think he's been any different! You saw him earlier. Completely normal. The only thing I can think of that's in any way different is that he's been extremely active lately."

Nodding to himself, Boris looked a little less concerned. It seemed like what you told him confirmed one of his suspicions. "I think I know what the problem is. Usually, a cartoon can't get sick or die. I don't think Bendy's sick. He might just be wearing down because he's, in a manner of speaking, expiring."

You tilted your head at him with an odd look. "Expiring? You mean, like, your driver's license has been expired kind of expired?"

Boris shook his head. "No. You know what happens to the ink you write with? It dries to the paper. People tell you not to touch the paper immediately after using a pen because it's not dry. This case is kinda similar. Due to him being constantly active and using up all of his ink to..., well, drown people, he now is short on ink. This makes him considerably weaker because he's completely made out of ink and without ink he doesn't exist. It's not a problem unless if he continues to squander what ink he has left. He just needs a recharge," Boris explained so you could understand.

Finally figuring it out, you nodded. "Well..., he has used a lot of his ink last week... Like when we fell off of the rope, that was a lot of ink. Also, when he left last night, he probably used a lot of ink then, too. After all, he said himself that the police were after him."

"He's gotten himself into a lot of hot water if he even dared to actually mess with the police. Maybe now he won't find any reason to do this anymore. I'm not worried about him getting caught because no normal person can stop him. I'm just worried about Bendy taking it too far."

You didn't want to think about his new criminal history. Abduction, murder, and who-knows-what. Shoving the thought to the back of your mind, you tried to change the subject. "Well, we're his best friends. We should start up that machine! Um, just make sure that this time he doesn't turn into this tall, freaky ink monster like last time."

"Tall, freaky ink monsters will hit the road! I'll make sure he stays his adorable self. Maybe a few issues, but adorable," Boris explained with an assuring grin.

"Hooray. Only this time, we'll give him bunny ears!" you suggested.

"Oh my gosh. Bendy the dancing bunny. I can see it now. He'll hate us forever!"

"It's totally worth it, though!"

Boris is silent and you begin to huff from all of the work you were giving your arms to get around. Seeing how you were struggling, Boris scooped you up into his arms like you were light as a feather. He began to carry you towards the ink machine. "Thought you mind need a lift."

"Wow... Swept off of my feet by the big bad wolf!" you announced with amazement. He was so tall, you could almost touch the ceiling now from within his strong arms.

Boris's tail wagged. "I'm a big bad wolf? I had to kidnap the beautiful Red Riding Hood for my master. You know, I'm every toon's best friend."

"Master Bendy the evil warlock!" you shouted. Remembering, you scratched Boris's ear. "Bendy and his trusted canine Boris, the big, bad wolf!"

As the two of you laughed in the hallway, Bendy still wasn't completely asleep. He heard most of the conversation and got a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was too weak to react in a way that required more than saying three words at a time. However, his thoughts went bonkers. What if Boris became new competition and you started liking Boris instead?

"Boris..."

He remembered who he was thinking about and immediately retracted all of his panicked thoughts. Boris. The wolf who earlier wouldn't stop shipping with the smug look on his face. The same guy who openly volunteered to be his wingman. The same guy who decided to scheme to bring them together. No. Not Boris. Not after all of this time. He promised.

"He promised me..."