If you were looking from the perspective of another person, today would've been a beautiful day. It would have been the kind of day where you would go to the beach for some fun. Blue skies, green grass, not a threat in sight. However, for you, there was no escaping the simple fact that there was a threat. You just didn't know it yet because you had taken a nap in the park. Someone prodded you awake, but it wasn't with the same intent as Bendy's that very morning. Not the same at all.

"(Y/N)! Wake up!" Boris told you practically dragging you to your feet before you were even fully awake yet.

Upon the rude awakening, you slowly forced yourself to open your eyes. Annoyance filled you, but there had to be something more important than that. "Boris...? What's with all the shouting? I would've gotten up if you'd just asked... What happened to Bendy?" you asked noticing that he was nowhere to be found. Not an inch or shadow of the park seemed to reveal where he could be.

Boris didn't wait for you to stop and completely wake up. Whatever was up must've been important. "I don't have a clue except for that after finding Lesla, he stormed off in this direction and he didn't seem to have any good intentions! Come on! We gotta catch him!" Boris forgot about your leg and when you were about to run after him, you shouted in pain and fell down. Nothing like pain to get you up from a nap.

"BORIS!!" you shouted angrily now on the ground.

Finally stopping, Boris looked sad for a moment and this time slowly picked you up from the ground. "I'm sorry... Forgive me for that... I didn't mean to do that..."

"Yeah, you'd better be sorry!" you snapped in reply.

As soon as he was off in a dead sprint once again, you wondered where you were going. Raising your voice over the wind flying past you, you asked about it. "Where are we going?!"

"To Lesla's house!" Boris shouted in response.

"WHY?"

"Because that's where Sammy is!"

Lesla's house looked almost like the White House. That meant that she was incredibly rich. Boris completely ignored the sign that said 'Keep Off The Grass' and went tearing across the carpet of greenery. You wondered how Boris knew Bendy was that way, but you didn't question the wolf's tracking skills.

The backyard was a disaster. Ink blotches were scattered across the ground and what looked like tentacles were surging left and right from them. Each encircling the helpless victim. Sammy Lawrence in a panic in the middle of the chaos... with an angry Bendy.

Should you wish to know what he looked like, Bendy was mysteriously taller (probably from the amount of ink all over the place). Devilish wings sprouted from his back and large horns curved in the shape of a crescent rested menacingly on his head. Black ink dripped down into his eyes hiding his gaze and all you could see was his demon grin. Sammy was trembling and you knew Bendy was enjoying it. Boris's eyes grew wide from horror and you could barely process what was happening.

"Well... Look who decided to show up after all! Probably here to stop me...," Bendy said in a distorted, insane voice. He crossed his arms and laughed. "And I'm supposed to be the good guy here! Why defend this guy who tried to kill both of you?!"

"But Bendy! We're only here to stop you because it's wrong and I know you won't forgive yourself if I let you do it! And I know I won't be able to forgive myself either!" Boris shouted.

"Whatever I feel... does not matter. What he's done can't be forgiven! I've put up with him for long enough! Wouldn't you agree with me, Sammy?" Bendy growled in the music director's face.

Sammy struggled to scurry away but was stopped by the ink tentacles which flocked in to block his escape routes. He fearfully turned back to Bendy. "M-My lord! I-I just... I don't th-think I-! Please! Don't kill me, my lord!" he cried throwing himself at his master's feet.

Bendy shook his head at Sammy. "You don't understand... Do you really think I'm going to accept that?! It's not like I really wanted to hurt you but seriously?! What you've been doing for so long... is inexcusable. You tried to kill my friends. I can't forgive that! That is attempted murder! You went against your own words to me. That makes you a liar. You tried to destroy the only place that's safe for me, Boris, (y/n), the searchers, and everybody else who lives under that dark, dreary roof! Do you want to know what that is?! TREASON!" the demon snapped slapping Sammy across the face with an inky attack sending Sammy to the ground from the force of the impact.

The music director didn't say anything in response and it was better that he didn't. Bendy sighed really not liking his new set motive. Boris couldn't speak and you didn't know if rushing in to 'save the day' would help at all like it did for Joey. Sammy looked up pathetically from the inky restraints and the now stained-black grass. "I'm... sorry..."

"SORRY?!" Bendy snapped whipping back angrily to confront the music director. "YOU'RE SORRY?! That's got to be the biggest lie yet, Sammy! I don't care what happens to me or you! I just want to know why! How could you have the audacity to tell me that?!" Bendy yelled slashing him with an ink tentacle.

As soon as the attack hit, he demanded again. "Why?!"

Another attack.

"WHY?! Why are you such an idiot?!" he demanded finally thrusting him back to the ground. Suddenly he froze right in the place he stood as if a sudden thought daunted on him. He didn't move.

"Bendy...?" Boris asked barely at an audio level you could hear.

Despite how quiet his comment was, like magic, Bendy came back to the realm of reality. He began to tremble and when he spoke, his voice wavered. "Why do you want to take everything away from me...?"

No answer.

Bendy couldn't stop trembling no matter how hard he tried. He was once able to kill someone without a second thought. That was then. Now he had the opportunity to end it and he couldn't move. "It shouldn't hurt this much... to destroy the one I've loathed and hated for so long..."

No answer.

"You should be the one terrified. Not me!" Bendy cried sounding very unsure.

You thought about his words but said nothing.

Finally, Bendy gave in to his conscience and the ink tentacles melted into nothing more than ink puddles on the ground. The black liquid dripped from his body and he shrunk considerably in size back to his normal form. His gaze was still shrouded by black ink, but his harmless form returned. His voice returned to normal. "I... don't understand..."

Sammy, not willing to hang around to see how it played out, scurried away. He ran so fast that he tripped over onto the ground a few times. You hoped to never see his ugly face again. After what you just witnessed, it didn't matter to you what happened to Sammy or what he did.

Bendy fell to his knees on the ground. "I don't understand... I could've just ended him! What happened...? It shouldn't have been so hard..."

Boris rushed over with you still in tow. He knelt down next to his best friend with a look of sympathy. Bendy didn't even acknowledge him in the slightest. You still couldn't see his face. The passion and motivation that once sent him flaring with burning desire were now completely extinguished.

"Do you remember... when you asked me to kill Sammy?" Bendy asked Boris after the lifetime of intense silence.

Your mind raced back. The gun. In that room. Sammy was going to get rid of you when Boris attacked Sammy to save your life. In the end, Bendy got the rifle. He was holding it up towards Sammy with Boris telling him to do it. Boris's eyes clouded when he remembered.

"I don't know what came over me that day... Maybe the thought of someone trying to hurt my friend was what made me do it...," the wolf said.

"I tried so hard to get rid of Henry, Sammy, and Joey. But... maybe it's not worth it anymore. Each time I get involved with the three of them... something happens to ruin everything... My relationships, my sanity, my home, and heck, my life! If those three are just going to curse the life they gave me, then I'll remove them from everything I do. I won't think about this stupid grudge anymore! Maybe if I leave them behind, things will stop contorting into monstrous figures before my very eyes... A little girl to a monstrous lying viper. A happy man with no true faults to a dead corpse rotting away somewhere to be locked in my mind forever. A cute little cartoon character with no wish other than to make people smile...," his voice faded and became deep and dark with disgust. "...to the Devil himself..."

He stood from the ground with energy renewed and quickly whisked the ink from his face. His eyes were still grim but filled with a new determined hope. It was almost as if he simply tried to forget everything that just happened. The idea of thinking a moment longer on that thought seemed to be too much. That and there were other things to worry about.

"I can sense rain," Bendy said with a glance up at the sky with a dark look in his eyes.

Boris stood up from the ground acknowledging the fact it was about to rain. "We should head back to the studio."

"While it's still there...," growled Bendy in response.

Now this story doesn't have a sad ending. Sure, everything was completely lost when the studio was completely wrecked, but there was another side to the destruction of that studio. A happy side that, for the first time, didn't have a negative side effect.

Balancing on one foot, you were next to Boris, and Bendy was riding on his shoulders. Bendy Jr. was resting on Bendy's shoulder because he thought that the only thing in that studio worth saving was his own little plushie. It was demolition day and you kind of wanted to watch.

"I hope this is the last we ever see of this place. Only death and misery shall live there now," Boris said with a slightly satisfied nod.

"I just hope the searchers will be okay...," you mumbled sadly at the thought of the ink blobs.

"May their souls rest in peace from this day on...," Bendy replied in hopes of making you feel better.

The moment the studio was smashed by the wrecking ball, peace seemed to flood your senses. It was officially over. Anything that happened in the past was over and gone. "That's the last we'll ever have to worry about that," you said before you turned away from the sight of the rubble and stray wooden planks.

"The future can only get better from here!" Boris chirped encouragingly.

"Unless if it rains! Are there any signs of rain?!" Bendy demanded searching frantically through the sky. Like usual, the sky was still as blue as it always was. Bendy then pointed an accusing finger up at the sky. "You are very indecisive! You first want to be calm and blue, but the next second, you're then stormy and angry! You might as well be an ambivalent human with constant mood swings!"

You chuckled at his random shouts at the sky. He obviously knew that the sky wouldn't answer or even contemplate a little on what he was saying. What he was saying was, 'Water cycle, stop working this instant!'. With the little burst of humor from your only love, you nodded to yourself. This is what the future will be. No doubt about it.

And it will be perfect because Bendy will be there with me.

Bendy's POV

So, what are you going to do now?

I glanced over at Bendy Jr. who was sitting on my shoulder. I had finished demanding answers from the sky and glanced back at him. It would be strange to talk to a doll out loud in front of my friends, so I answered it in my mind. Huh?

Are you going to make me say it again? What. Are. You. Going. To. Do. Now?

Why do you want to know?

Because. I'm you. You have no clue. Where are we going to go? What are we going to do?

Uhhhhhhhh...

Exactly! You have no idea!!

Maybe you just have no imagination!

You just said that you didn't have any imagination.

Shut up!

I looked away with annoyance at my own thoughts which were impersonating a doll of myself. However, I knew very well that it was right. After this, who knew where we were going to go? What would we do? I turned back to my friends to ask, but Boris beat me to it.

"So..., does anyone have a plan about what to do now?" he questioned looking specifically at me for an answer. I stiffened unsure of how to reply.

"I-- Uh..."

(Y/N) walked over and drew our attention over to her. She had a thoughtful expression and her eyes seemed to be gleaming with an idea which she was still debating to share. "There is someone who I know... Do you remember when Sammy was terrorizing us with that gun a while back?"

"Not actually all that long ago, if you think about it," I pointed out.

She nodded her head obviously remembering the whole thing with Sammy Lawrence regretfully. "Sammy said he gave my uncle one for his wedding. Bendy, you may have brutally drowned Henry, but Aunt Reina is still living in Maine completely unaware of what happened to her husband. Reina has always liked me... and if she hears about my situation and doesn't hear about what happened to Henry... We could just stay in Maine!"

Boris's ears perked up at the idea she had. "Say, that's not a bad idea! I just have two questions... Will your aunt allow us to be there and where even is Maine?"

"Maine is in one of the farthest northeastern corners of America near Canada. And if she doesn't allow you in, then I could simply ignore her and... smuggle you in any way. She has a pretty big house," (y/n) replied with a defiant grin. "I'd rather be evicted and stay with you guys anyway than live alone in her house without the two of you!"

"I dunno... If she evicts you, I might have to go on a murderous rampage again...," I pointed out non-seriously.

"Oh no! Whatever will I do then?! It's only never happened in the few weeks I've been stuck with you guys! That sounds so horrible!" she said sarcastically.

Boris sighed semi-sadly. "If only if those statements weren't sarcasm..."

As we set off to find our new destination who-knows-how-far-away, I noticed that for once, I wasn't dreading the coming adventure. Sure, we'd have to tell a few lies and steal a few train tickets from helpless people, but our futures were bright. I then realized how cliche my thoughts were and thought about accusing the sky again of being indecisive.

Is this the ending you were looking for...?

I glanced back at Bendy Jr. knowing I didn't think the thought he just thought to me. If I did think it, it wasn't on purpose. Glancing from side to side to make sure nobody was taking note, I nodded to the doll.

Nobody I loved was lost or taken from me. Surely that's as good as an ending can get, right?

...

You're right, Bendy Darling. This is the ending you deserve... As for me, I completely deserved the gruesome fate I received.

ALICE?!

Yes... And... I think I understand why now.

What do you mean? AND HOW ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?!

I understand why you lived and why I didn't. You have someone to live for. You loved (y/n) more than any toon ever loved a human, Bendy. I was selfish. There was nothing I could do to redeem myself from such a nasty deed... I didn't truly love or care about anyone besides myself.

But... Why are you confronting me with this only now?

You may second-guess your past decisions, but I think you were completely right in everything you did. Do you truly not understand how much love means? If I had, this probably wouldn't have happened to me...

I get what you're saying, but why are you having self-reflections in my head?

You... You're going to love (y/n) forever, right?

Oh, silly little angel. Of course, you would be asking me that.

Why are you always like that?!

Because... I won't love her forever. I'LL LOVE HER LONGER THAN THAT!! No matter how many bow ties I have to wear!

You and your bow ties.

...

Then you were right. This is the ending you were looking for this whole time...

I looked up from the Bendy doll with Alice's voice out of my head. What was the point of this? Her attempt at self-assuring me? Was she doing it for me or herself? I never understood her. Maybe that was why I could figure it out now.

My thoughts were snatched away from me once more after my confusion about Alice. This time, it was by her angelic voice. She sang. Alice couldn't even compare to her. I had forgotten... how it made me feel.

"Once upon a time

When there wasn't pain

And wandering was I

Through the darkest of shade.

A crazy man came

Sent my mind ablaze.

Where was this place

Where dreams came true?

Found myself guilt tripping over leaving you

Yet you terrified me like the ways you always would do.

And there was something resonating in my heart

That said we were never really ever apart.

Through the dark of night

And the hands that steal.

Sometimes held too tight,

It was no big deal.

The wolves are crying in the night

Enemies smiling wide.

But a memory is spinning

Of us, both guilt tripping.

What happened to the lake of silver?

Or the smile of a sheep in wolf's clothing?

My hands began to shiver

Through the danger worth noting.

May not be magnanimous,

But that's fine with me.

He may not have loved an angel

But he sure did love me.

The Devil's advocate

Sings into the night

With her master's love playing

Into the moonlight.

You can mend the broken fences

Which were broken in the past.

There may be no self-reflection

But your memory is vast.

Do you remember me crying

to the dark of night?

It makes me dream of flying

And it's your wings that give me flight.

What happened to the lake of silver?

Or the smile of a sheep in wolf's clothing?

My hands began to shiver

Through the danger worth noting.

May not be magnanimous,

But that's fine with me.

He may not have loved an angel

But he sure did love me.

He sure did love me...

I remembered a girl. She was eight years old. Her eyes would gleam at the sight of a cartoon in a projection. The girl loved him... and he loved her back. They never knew they would meet and have their love renewed. It was my story. Our story. Even after ten years of being apart...

I still feel all the same as then.