Soon enough; days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months , and eventually years.

The young gentlewomen, (Y/n) , had a blast time to accomplish her one and only dream as an artist ; she worked on Bendy and helped Henry on creating a new character - Boris the Wolf, a sidekick best bud for Bendy. They both spent the whole day discussing how Borris should be a parallel comparison to Bendy. Bendy was short and round, while Boris was taller and almost rectangular. Bendy would be a mischievous troublemaker, while Boris would be calmer yet a shy dork. Soon enough, more characters came up - Alice Angel, the Butcher Gang... a whole load of suitable secondary characters for the show that Joey accepted as well.

Speaking of Their Head manager, Joey Drew - he also had a time of hard work and more specifically - responsibility.

from time to time,he had to call on for some construction technicians. Most of the employees, including (y/n) and Henry , used ink on the main broadcasts for animations and projectors. And with wasting so much ink daily meant that there should be a whole storage room for their ink. at first Joey ordered thousands and thousands deliveries of ink storages to last everyone.

At first that seemed a normal thing an animation group should have, right? Well not literally.
The animation facility had to go through several different technical construction. Half of The first floor was completely reconstructed by building and injecting pipes and gears through walls. It upgraded the technology ,eventually ,making the animation much easier.

But the reason the pipes were there - was a completely different reason.

The crew in the studio noticed how Joey started to work on a huge mess of a machine. A gigantic machine connected with pipes through whole facility and pumping ink everywhere. At first everyone was confused - why would they need this huge loud and noisy thing ... for ink?

Joey only answered that this machine will bring creation to life and success. But Joey never explained what that really meant. Everyone started to grow suspicion about Joey. But Alas, the gossips couldn't continue since everyone got back focusing on their work.

Everyone But (y/n).

(Y/n)'s trembling heart couldn't get rid of a suspicious feeling towards her boss and colleague - Joey Drew.
Henry - being the trustful friend that he was to (y/n) , He tried to confront her. Telling her that she may anger or bother Joey, which could lead to no good, (y/n) - being the naive person that she could be , only puffed and turned away from Henry.

Henry silently hoped that everything will turn out alright as he saw (y/n) walk toward the ink machine room where Joey is.

Henry was wrong.

The next day, when everyone got back to their casual work spots, Henry noticed how (y/n) could barely touch the ink bottles.

Years has gone past, the very first nostalgic memories of Animating and owning a honest motivation has slipped away. Ever since the day Bendy came out on Television - everything has been flipping upside down.

Joey started to get more aggressive and frustrated towards everyone. And Miss (L/n) ...? well, simply saying , her condition got worse. (Y/n) no longer held the innocent and cheerful smile that brings life to everyone around her - she seemed rather dull or depressed, her personality turned from sweet and ongoing - to quite and strict. First , the workers stopped trusting Joey with his aggressive shenanigans ... or "pleasing the Gods" speeches ... and now everyone is secretly sick worried about what's going on with (Y/n) (L/n).

"I'm not sure what's going on with him... saying stuff about sacrifices and pleasing the Gods? And then there's this huge ink machine ? It's messy , loud and noisy ... and who needs that much ink anyway ? Ugh... and, get this , if one more ink pipe is gonna break burst opens - I'm OUTTA here!"

One of the co-workers confronted Henry and the others, while (y/n) was quietly observing from the corner.
Joey started to act stranger than other day, being obscurely strict and frustrated about the Ink machine - making everyone who works there to hate him. Some believed he got mentally sick : mumbling stuff to himself, flinching and shouting on every wrong or mistooken action, and even bringing rumors about appeasing the gods' requirements by bringing random object. Everything started to get downhills for everyone, many were concerning about dropping out.

(Y/n) sighed dramatically. Crossing her pale (skin-color) arms, she went down the hallway. She agreed with everyone and understood them personally, but there were few things that she hoped to protect and finish - for she also wished to stop this madness and bring everything back to normal. But little did everyone knows, that our dear (y/n) is the only one that understands what's going on with Joey and his mentality. Today, being a short shift, everyone was leaving early home - except for (y/n) who was requested to meet Joey at the ink machine room. Strolling down the hallway and entering the door - (y/n) could only guess what Joey wants from her.

"Joey, You asked me to come today ?"

(Y/n) asked from outside while slowly approaching the room.

"Ah yes! (Y/n) I've been waiting for you, hurry , come in!"

Joey maybe lost his sanity , becoming extremely rude and aggressive - however his opinion and trust towards (y/n) never changed. She was the only human soul that knew his secrets.

"My dear, I hope you didn't even consider telling anyone about our 'discovery' ?"

Joey asked the women in front of him with a hint of threats and dread in his voice.

"No, I did not."

(Flashback to the Day when Miss (L/n) wanted to ask Joey why he started to act suspiciously few years ago)

"Excuse me, sir? Mr Drew, I would like to talk about few things!"

(Y/n) knocked on the door of the ink machine, where Joey Drew spent most of his days in lately. She couldn't help but notice how Joey was intensely staring at the ink tank in the machine, his back facing her.

"Oh god... (y/n) ... it's just you , you're here ! Perfect , you'll be the first!!!"

Joey sharply turned facing her, with widen dark eyes, quickly approaching (y/n) with an unexpected shock and excitement in his voice.

"First ...what sir? I came here to talk abou-"

"(Y/n) , dear ! You'll be the first to witness this discovery with me ! Come here..."

Drew shook her shoulders as he led her closer to the machine with him. (Y/n) couldn't un notice how his apron ,gloves and full attire were completely stained with ink stains and drops. What could've been Joey doing all that time here , (y/n) wondered.

"Here, stick out your palms ..."

Joey demanded, while dipping his own hands in one of ink tanks that they stood next to.

"Excuse me, what? Why?"

"just YOUR HANDS , NOW !"

Joey's shouts, obviously not containing any patience in his tone, made the poor (y/n) jump a little in her place as she immediately obeyed and sticked her hands out, waiting to see what Joey wants to show her so badly.

"Alright ... alright just wha- ..."

(Y/n)'s jaw dropped wide open, leaving her speechless. Joey just scooped up a small pile of ink into her hands to touch. But what actually made (y/n) and Joey speechless was - The ink was breathing.

In (y/n)'s delicacy and soft palms, she felt how the ink didn't seem like a normal , black liquid substance - but it felt as if it was a melting, squishy pile of something that is vibrating and visibly moving. Her dear fingers trembled as they felt the cold pile of ink almost pulsating - it felt rather organic.

"J-j...Joey... what is... what is this.. in my hands?"
(Y/n) little and quiet voice shook with fear , holding back a sob. while being unable to dart her watery eyes from the ink, she didn't notice how Joey was grinning to ears, happy to share his discovery.

"Oho...heh! It's AMAZING isn't it, (y/n) ! It's s like organs, if just building ... them correctly - it could compile an actual ... living being!!!"
Joey barely explained, unable to hold back from jumping his happiness out like a child. He wanted to see (y/n) react to this just the moment he found out, but it seems that fate it self brought sweet (y/n) to witness it.

"J-Joey, what are you talking about... what's... ughhh.... w-what is this ...?"
(Y/n) started to feel dizzy. Before she could puke her guts out, she quickle poured the ink puddle back into the tank from her arms. (Y/n) feet couldn't bare to hold her as her ankles started to shake.

"(Y/n) , dear , I'm telling YOU ! This thing ... it's can... live ! Not quite , but by forming it correctly and building- we can bring our creation to life !"

Joey held her shoulders tight again, seeing how she couldn't hold herself.

"Why... what are you trying to do with it?"

"Don't you understand? The Gods have gifted us ! We can create him - we can bring Bendy to life and sauces as we dreamt of !"

(Y/n) mind went blank

"We can make him as an actual being, that'll obey us, and it'll make our work much easier ! We will show the rest of the world who are they messing with... I just need a little of your hel-"

"NO"

(Y/n) pushed Joey's arms from her shoulders with all force. Joey clearly didn't expect that, as he just looked at her sadly with a frown.

"COME BACK TO YOUR SENSES, Joey ! What are you talking about - this is not a gift , it's a curse ! And you want to create something with ... with , THIS hell of an abomination? We need to get rid of it... burn it or-"

"You.. you don't like the idea ?"

"LIKE IT? Are you insane ? How dare you to think to demolish MY dear Bendy with THIS ? Are you out of your mind?"

(Y/n) let out her rage with all the might from her lungs, not being afraid any more. Instead, she felt anger boil within her as she realized why Joey was acting suspiciously and hiding something lately. Yet what surprises her the most that Joey expected from her to react positively?

"...Maybe I'm out of my mind... but you're out of your depth! This is our chance to bring success and fame to us - and no one will be able to stand in our chance! People will realize that they made a mistake for choosing ignorance over us... our work, talents and hard effort will finally bring us what we deserve!!!"

Joey raised his voice with each word, rage boiling through his veins. He believed that (Y/n) will trust him and understand his action, therefore he wanted her to keep this secret and help him. He wanted to convince her, but realizing that (Y/n) decided to pull up with her naive and selfish acts - it won't be easy to convince or just talk to her normally. In all truth (Y/n) decided to bring up her whole courage and braveness into this situation , against this all.

"WE - deserve better, and we shouldn't stop now that we are this CLOSE , (Y/n)! I'm Sick and Tired of people mistreating us, thinking that we are just some silly people with no actual profession and skills. You'll keep this as our secret , and leaving this job and telling to everyone what you witnessed won't help either ! People will never believe you , and second , I'll make sure to end you myself ! Remember My warning (L/n)!"

(Y/n) didn't have the chance to respond as Joey continued to stomp and threat her. Facing her - Joey's back to the machine - they both didn't notice how the barrels with ink started to rapidly and aggressively vibrate in boiling motions. While Joey and (Y/n) continued to shout at each other, the Ink behind Joey from the barrel started to rise in a pile.

While (Y/n)'s fierce eyes glared at Joey, her eyes caught a dark blob moving in the corner of her eyes. Before she could say anything, her eyes widen in Horror and fear as she looked at the huge Wave-like Blob of Ink towering behind Joey;

Joey noticed that (Y/n) expression suddenly changed in a second, probably looking behind him. Confusingly yet frustratingly, Joey turned to look where (Y/n) was staring at -

He instantly regretted his decision.

Before Joey could let out a gasp of surprise, the Ink immediately leaped on Joey and (Y/n) knocking them out of their place. With a loud thud, (Y/n) was aimlessly pushed to the wall and Joey fell to the other Corner of the room. Before blacking out, (Y/n) quickly shot her eyes open to spot Joey grunting on the floor with pain.

"Joey!"

The shapeless Blob of Ink felt how (Y/n) was running towards the Man for aid. The ink began to vibrate again as it tried to warn (Y/n) before she could come any closer. Sharply attacking (Y/n), the poor women cried in agony as she felt a huge cut and bruises from the several impacts she received.

"(Y/n) !!! RUN, NOW!"

Stained fully in Ink and cuts, (Y/n) noticed in the far back Joey tried to grab an axe and Matches to somehow stop The Monstrosity of Ink. Now that the shapeless Blob's attention was fully on Joey, it leapt on the man instead , forgetting completely about the Injured poor (Y/n). The women herself couldn't bare anymore, as she already felt Ink staining her wide cuts on her arms. Before she could risk it anymore, (Y/n) tried to get and up to crawl out of the room and run away back home.

Running away from the studio at night, the bruised women didn't dare to look back. That night, (Y/n) burned her clothes from ink and cleaned her wounds - unknowing to her that few drops of ink already got inside of her bloody wounds.

(Y/n) didn't sleep later on.

(End of the long traumatic Flashback)

"No, I didn't tell anyone."

"Good Girl. I was about to show you something."

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Check my other work : Come for Thee, my Muse [Bendy x Animator!Reader x various human characters]

https://www.wattpad.com/story/148708721-come-for-thee-my-muse-bendy-x-animator-reader-x