The text down below shows a story that is purely non-cannon to the actual game, but it may contain spoilers, so proceed at your own risk!
Bendy and the Ink Machine belongs to TheMeatly.
Henry took a couple steps backwards, clutching the handle of the ax in his hands. A small section of ink was bubbling up in front of him like water in a hot cooking pot. Or that soup he made for that Boris clone.
His knuckles were turning red from his tight grip. Thoughts of fear and worry piled and piled on top of each other. What if it was Bendy? Oh shit; what if it was a new ink monstrosity? Would this new monster be weaker than Bendy, or stronger? Would he... Die?
The ink puddle started to bubble up even faster now, moving slowly towards the old former animator at the same time. Henry took more steps backwards, fearing of what would happen to him if the puddle reached him, until he felt something large come in contact with his back. Taking one of his now aching hands off the handle of the ax, he began feeling around the object that was behind him. Scratchy, moldy wood and dried black liquid... A wall. An inky wall, to be exact.
But the familiar feeling of the wall didn't cause any less fear for Henry. No, it only made him feel more scarred. Especially now, since he was trapped. When the bubbling ink came closer, Henry could feel his heart beating more and more in his chest.
Thu-thump!
Closer...
Thu-thump!
And closer...
Thu-thump!
And closer. The puddle was now only a few feet away...
Thu-thump!
"He... ry..."
In that moment, all time and space and the rushing of ink seamed to all stop instantly for Henry. That voice... He's heard it before. It was unlike any of the voices he had heard so far in his trip of life or death in this studio. It was soft and sounded kind, a bit higher in pitch compared to Alice's. It sounded like a young female child, maybe around 6 or 7. But, in the voice, it sounded more aged than a young child.
Black speckles appeared at the corner of Henry's field of vision He let his body become limp and closed his eyes, becoming consumed by the darkness once more...
"Here it is!"
"Yup."
It was everything Henry imagined it would be. Bright lights and a clean, new painted sign that read "Joey Drew's Studio". Joey had asked him, when they ere coming up with names, if they should make something up. Henry had told him that they should go with the name that is on the sign right now, since nobody would really expect an animator to be a manager at the same time. Joey tried to come up with reasons why that wasn't true, but despite the very logical facts, most of them weren't very great or well thought. He eventually gave up, remembering that when Henry set his mind to something, he wouldn't stop till he got there.
Henry glanced a look at his old friend and partner. Joey was beaming, a huge smile plastered on his face. His blue eyes were wide with amazement and excitement, like a child going to an amusement park for the first time.
Henry let a small grin form on his face, then looked back at the studio.
"This is where we're gonna make our dreams come true!" Joey said after a few moments of silence.
"It's not just our dreams," Henry pointed out. "It's going to be the workers' too!"
Joey looked at Henry with a fake but playful shocked expression."But what about the children, Henry?" he asked mockingly.
"It's less of the kids' dreams coming true and more of his," Henry replied, not phased on bit by Joey's tease.
Joey dropped the playful act and let out a chuckle. "Yeah. Our darling dancing demon."
"Devil," Henry announced. "Devil. Bendy's a devil; not a demon!"
"Devil, demon... They're practically the same thing."
"No they aren't!" Henry exclaimed, lightly punching Joey squarely near the shoulder. "Demons are more prone to punish others compared to devils. Devils are more like tricksters!"
"Well, if he's not a demon, nor a devil, then is he a cat?"
The gears in Henry's brain stopped for a few moments, then went back to work.
"A cat!?" Henry exclaimed. "Why would anybody think he's a cat?"
"Some of the people that agreed to work here did at first," Joey said, matter-of-fact. "Well, that was before most of them read his reference page..."
Henry remembered drawing the picture of Bendy and all of his details and descriptions. He was a tricky character to design with Henry debating with some of the smaller details and suck, like if Bendy should have a tail or not. Obviously, he kept the tail out of the design. It seamed like it was too much, despite that Bendy looked nice with that little devil tail trailing behind him. It was harder to animate him too when Henry was doing the animation tests. It took much more ink and planning, which ink could be very expensive and at a cartoon studio, where you were making each frame hand by hand, you still only had a limited amount of time before the next episode or short had to come out for public viewing.
Henry rolled up the left sleeve his coat and observed his wrist watch. It was almost midnight; Henry wasn't surprised. It took them at least forty five minutes to drive here to see the studio. But it was just the outside of the studio, the inside wasn't even halfway finished yet.
Henry rolled his sleeve back down. "Well, I'm going to be heading home."
Joey let out a soft, slow yawn. "Yeah... Me too," he said. "I'd better be hittin' the shed."
Henry looked at his good pal. "So, what time would I'd be seeing you?"
Joey shrugged and scratched the back of his head at the same time. "Don't know. Maybe at least three or four weeks from now?"
"So basically enough time to start on some more animation tests and such?" Henry asked.
Joey just simply nodded.
The two friends didn't say a word while they were walking. There was nothing to say and nothing needed to be said. All there was was non-shared thoughts that the both of 'em would rather keep to themselves. For Henry, it was about the frames for the animations and sketches, how they wold look like and how they would be planned out. For Joey, well, we would never know. He was a man known for sharing his plans and trying to put them into action. But maybe, just maybe, he was too tired to think clearly at this exact moment.
You see, most people thought that these two made a great team. Henry, with his determination, and Joey with his plans transforming into actions. They said that the two could get anything done. Their overall personalities matched each others as well. Henry was normally a soft spoken, indoors voice man with plenty of patience and an easy going attitude. While Joey was... More or less the opposite. Joey had more of a louder, booming voice, perfect for speaking to a large group of people. He was more demanding in most terms, yes, but mostly just to get the job done. He was more of a leader, apart from the group, while Henry was the glue, keeping everything with kindness and inspiration.
They were both ready. After many years of hard work and friendship, Joey and Henry were ready to spend all of their sweat, blood, and tears on bringing Bendy on the silver screen for everyone to watch and love. People would laugh, people would cry. They would even get scared or full of anticipation. Well, whatever would happen, this was just the start. This was just the beginning, the birth, of Bendy the Dancing Devil...
Scraped Idea #1:
Joey was originally an ass whole... Nah! He screwed over his mind himself later on in the animation business.
Hope you enjoyed! Maybe you could tell me what kind of adventures would happen in the studio next...?
...Anyways, this is the Fox saying, "See you guys soon!".