"IͬT̑'͊S͍̆ A̽L̷L̿ Y̜O͟U̷R͚ F͇A̘̯̗U͒ĽT͗.̚"

A scream pierced the late evening like the air raid sirens did a few years before. It echoed through the Animation Studio making the origin hard to pinpoint. The first cries were undoubtedly terror, but not the shrill cries of a movie theatre, the cries of one with eyes locked wide and every muscle rigid. The next were of pain, garbling and pitiful.

"No...! My lord... I apo-!"

The cry of mercy was cut short, followed by another scream of utter pain. A gloved hand ,gripping on the Axe handle , swung onto the regretful man, cutting him off shortly. Crunches of bones were heard upon the harsh impact of the sharp iron slicing through the body yet again.

"I don't recall ever allowing you to open your filthy mouth."

Another loud swing followed, aiming for the lying dead Samuel. The oozing blood and ink crept within the damp room. Bendy glared at the corpse, his Inky figure glowing in the dark.

"That what happens when She allows you to have some freedom..." - Bendy spoke, his voice full of venom and disgust upon the pathetic human whom used to be Sammy Lawrence. "She's too delicate and merciful. I knew I shouldn't agree on giving you a break, you worthless worm."

The Sadistic Toon knew that Sammy saw the whole argument between the two - he thought he could help her. To give (Y/n) some time. But that only exasperated him more. Bendy didn't hesitate to swing another shot at Sammy's abused body.

"But you had to interfere. Now look what have you done...She suspects me, she wants her freedom."

Lawrence's Inky face gaunt and immobile, the fists clenched with blanched knuckles and the nails digging deeply into the palms of his hand. The Demon Kept swinging the axe onto his back over and over again.

"... she's probably mad at me. What if she loathe me. No no no, my poor sweet (Y/n). I should've guessed that something was bothering her." - Bendy cried out, his voice shaken with distress over the realization what he has done earlier.

The axe fell on the wooden scrapped floor. Bendy's violent tortures suddenly stopped, causing his Gloved hands to slowly trail towards his horned head.

"I'll deal with you later, for now...I better help her with fixing Boris and Alice."

"So I've reload the axles , replaced the spark plugs , sealed the leaks in the manufacturing caskets , and calibrated the timing joints - as long as they ease on the second heel, their transmission systems should be fine." - the female muttered, making sure everything was done and attached to it's place.

"I mean... that sounds about right? It should work." - Benday hummed.

"At least for a day? To be honest if this doesn't work, I don't know what does!"

After half of an hour, the whole room was crowded with several small ink barrels that held few deposits. Spending some time connecting the pipes and tubes - Boris' and Alice's bodies were just lying unconscious, calling to be awake again. The Female and the Dancing Demon were sitting in front of the Wolf and Angel waiting for the ink to fully pump inside of their guts.

"That was a hassle. Now it's the game of waiting." - Bendy bellowed, too irritated to see Alice's unconscious face. But at this point, he didn't care about what enemies he'll have to face - as long as (Y/n) was satisfied, then he is too.

"Yes, unfortunately the Ink will take some time to fully pump and recirculate within those two." - (Y/n) replied with a hint of worry, her towel hanging on her shoulders as they both sat down.

"We'll hope for the best, Sweetie. Just wait till you see - Boris and Alice will be back just like new!" - the Cheeky Demon commented enthusiastically as he gently held (Y/n)'s delicate (skin-color) arms to show some support and affection, rather than envy and anger.

"I surely hope so... thank you, Bendy. You've helped me more than I could've asked." - the 26 year old woman lovingly wrapped her fingers around her Toon's gloved hands, earring a chuckle from her Little Devil Darling.

"Ha, you're telling that to me? Our Pal here is the one who's usually brightening up the mood. You remember how he would cheer you up all the time after work?"

"Well, you two were good at it. What can I say, his good little music was pretty catchy"

"- and how he was always nagging you to teach him more tunes to play on the flute?"

"Ppffft- he won't calm down until I sneaked into Sammy's Music Department Office to fetch some sheets"

Laughter covered the whirring noise of gears and the tubes that slowly pumped ink. The cheerful memories that they spent together brought small tears in (Y/n)'s (eye-color) eyes.

They were best friends with the Goofy Toon whose black eyes sparkled like those of a child in a candy store and whose laugh was so contagious they often found themselves breathless in his presence. The Angelic Toon didn't last as long as Boris did, but (Y/n) tried to show her the best of times while spending together.

"These were the good old days..."

"Huh... I just hope Alice would appreciate that as much as Boris, you know?"

"...as if she could."

"Please, Bendy, is it ... alright if you can be patient with her a little bit? I know that she can be a little... unstable... but I'm sure you two can get along?"

"I wouldn't, but I promised you."

Since their chuckles and giggles dyed off , Metal gears and liquid flow was the only sound in the room ; Bendy and (Y/n)(L/n) sat in silence - hoping that Boris or Alive may somehow react or open his eyes. The two sat while contemplating in silence, letting awkwardness settle in.

'Come on...'

After several minutes how Boris guts quickly fed up with few litters of Ink, the gears and pipes stopped pumping, killing any hopes of success that (Y/n) had. The woman sighed , Boris still didn't move.

"Bendy , I don't think it wo-"

Boris the Wolf Finally stood up and immediately proceeded to smile like a goof. The startled Bendy and (y/n) stood with hanged jaws, eyes filled with shock and surprise. Boris' smile was as warm as hour old coffee, limp, anaemic. (Y/n) took a small step backwards, making an effort to keep her own smile intact.

"BORIS ! You're alive !" - Bendy finally spoke and chimed as (y/n) and the Dancing Demon engulfed the confused Wolf into a tight bear hug.

"Boris, are you alright? Can you see us!? Do you remember who we are!?"

Right now and then it is a spark of hope, a ray of sunshine yet to be born, but it is there as Bendy and (Y/n) could feel it. Perhaps that is optimism, the anticipation of good things to come. It is a feeling The Female Creator haven't had in so long that it feels as foreign as it is welcome.

But Boris couldn't mutter a word, he didn't feel his vocals.

The shorter Toon and the Lady clenched into their awoken Friend, their voices full of worry and eyes on the verge of tears. The innocent Wolf was still confused, he tried to wave his arms and point into his mouth to show how he can't speak.

"..."

"wha...?"

"oh no...Boris, can you speak?"

                        "Wha- ..."

A small cough emitted from the Female Toon, proving that her vital signs are stabilizing back to life. Sharply turning aside, (Y/n) was relieved to notice that Alice the Angel was Awake. Her dark eyes opened, eyelashes faintly batting against her lids when she lazily blinked. As She started rubbing her eyes, Alice couldn't help but notice how worn out she was.

"Alice !" - (Y/n) chimed, running to help her fellow friend in adjusting her balance to stand on her two high heels. The Demon and The Wolf stood close by observing ; Bendy crossed his arms as he tried to avoid looking at their direction - It'll be a long day.

"Huh? (Y/n), is that you? Boys ? I-I'm awake ?!" - gripping on the Female Animator's support, The Cartoonish Angel managed to stand up and fully open her eyes. But she stopped dead in her tracks - her face was deformed, feeling as ink was dripping from her eye socket. The Poor Angel stood up running to find a piece of glass to see her reflection.

Stumbling to a dusty mirror, Alice saw her face.

"...no....NO, NO! H͘O͢W᷅ C͋Å̫N͝ I̥̜ B͗É A͘N̳ A̛N̐G᷿E̫L͟ ŇO͗W͑ͣͅ?̝!"

Alice Angel's voice rang all around the music department in a loud manner as she placed her gloved hand to cover her lips. After hard work and boring days, Bendy and his Beloved Muse were finally able to bring Alice and Boris back... except they weren't the same.

(Y/n) and Bendy kept quite, they took a good look at the Angel toon that was standing in front of them. Alice has changed, dramatically. She no longer possess the positive and cheerful characteristics or looks that made her so alive. Instead, now stands a monstrous human fusion with a toon, with pale ripped skin, showing some decayed bones and a broken Halo on top. But no matter what,this was still (Y/n)'s friend, that she darley cared about.

Boris worriedly shook his head in fear. He could clearly see, hear and feel everything around him, just like normal, except he couldn't feel his vocals forming any voice. The taller Toon turned to the female and the demon with widen eyes, as he started to make rapid hand gestures around his face.

Meanwhile , the beloved (Y/n) and her Little Devil Darling sighed.

"So, Boris is mute, Alice is deformed, the Ink Machine isn't working - we failed."

"Crap."

"WHAT HAPPENED, YOU DID THAT! (Y/n) , Boris and ... Bendy... you're here? What happened? How long has it been? "

Even though Alice lowered her tone when pronouncing Bendy's name, the Little Devil was already grunting towards his old rival. But Alas, that didn't keep (Y/n) from smirking in excitement - appreciating the moment of reunion as a family. The Inky gang is back yet again ; Except it's been over 3 years since Boris and Alice were awake, meaning they were confused as ever.

"Oh dear, take a breath Alice- Um, yes... it's such a long story... I don't even know where to start." - (Y/n) breathed out, nudging at Bendy's shoulder to ask for some help.

"Right, I think we need to show them. Maybe the Music Department first?"

"Yes, that sounds good, let's go-"

"Wait!" Alice interrupted "guys, what do you mean go to the music department? We can't go there." - (Y/n) and Bendy were faced with worried and scared gazes from Alice and Boris, who clearly didn't knew what was going on in this place. "What if that old man Mr. Drew will find us? We are never allowed to wander around!"

(Eye-color) orbs exchanged glances with Pitch Black eyes in worry. The poor Wolf and Angel were standing together , utterly scared. At least the Cheeky Demon and the female Creator will have great news to deliver. (Y/n) bit her bottom lips.

"Well, great news about that..."

(Y/n) took hold of Bendy's hand, Her fingers were frailty and caution - easing the Demon to relax before they explain what they have done to this place.

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Alice is corrupted, Boris is Mute ; And Bendy and (Y/n) have to explain everything that happened in here.