Bluh havent had the chance to work on anything but its summer now and i figure why the heck not with a new story.
Reminders
1 Reverse Pines is up for grabs. I have no inspiration for it and if anyone wants to finish it PM me.
2 SAO-Style World is on hold until I can get Emma to work on the next part. However there is a good chance it is dead.
Disclaimer: I Dont own Bendy and the Ink Machine, Im just using the characters made by the Meatly.
Haesel is the daughter of Henry and followed in his footsteps in being an Animator.
Drew is Haesel's childhood friend and is a composer for Haesel's shorts.
Kaylee is Haesel's roommate in college and a musician, she plays Drew's pieces for Haesel's shorts.
Lewis is Drew's roommate in college and another animator who collaborates with Haesel.
Mariah is Lewis' twin sister and a computer genius. She helps with digitizing the shorts on a blog that she made.
Without a further ado, Onto the Story!
Prologue
Haesel was working on the next portion of her short for Mackenzie Muse, the original character she and Lewis had created when a knock sounded on the door of the apartment.
'How strange. Who would be knock on the door this late at night? Not to mention we do have a doorbell.' Haesel thought as she set aside the sketchbook and stood from her nest of blankets and pillows.
Pulling her sleep clothes back out the scrunched up way they became while she worked, Haesel padded through the apartment near silently, mindful of Kaylee who was asleep, to the front door. Undoing the chain after checking through the peephole, Haesel found only a letter on the doorstep, addressed to her.
'What the hell?' Haesel regarded the letter as she redid the chain and bolt, making her way to the kitchen where the letter openers were.
"Evenin' princess. Whatcha got there?" Drew slurred as he made his way to the fridge for some of the berries that Mariah had bought the day before.
"Letter that just came. Didn't see who left it though. Weren't you asleep?" Haesel replied, shooting a confused glance at Drew over the letter.
"Maybe. Or more like I was avoiding Kay again, Haze. What it say?" Drew shrugged, trying to look at the letter in Haesel's hands.
"Its a letter from a co-worker of Dad's. Joey Drew? I think Dad said he went crazy, fired the majority of the company after Dad left for the war when he was drafted and then he and I think three other workers disappeared. I think Dad said that Sammy Lawrence, Susie Campbell and Wally Franks never were seen or heard from after the company shut down. What I don't get is why he is sending me a letter now asking me to come to the old studio for something. I shouldn't-"
"Should go! Haesel this is a great opportunity to learn from one of the best Animators besides your dad. He can give you more insight on Bendy and those other two cartoons you love to draw. I doubt he is actually crazy, I personally think Mr. Henry and this Joey Drew just got in a fight when Mr. Henry left and there is still some bitterness between them." Drew interrupted, almost pouncing on the poor twenty-six year old.
"You, my dear friend, are sleep drunk and need to get back to bed. Go back to your girlfriend and stop avoidin' her every wakin' hour. Get!" Haesel replied, stuffing the letter back into its envelope and sliding it into her mail folder in the kitchen.
Drew just chuckled as he made his way down the hall calling,
"Don't stay up till morning light working Haze. We have a breakfast date tomorrow with the others."
Haesel mutter something in the affirmative after him as she made herself some sleep tea and cleaned up the others mess from dinner that they probably hoped she would be too sleepy to actually notice.
Again, Haesel quietly padded down the hall, pass Kay and Lewis' room, Mariah and Drew's room to the last bedroom that was hers. Moving the sketchbook from her bed to the desk her dad had gotten for her once she finished college and moved into the apartment with the others. Her eyes skimmed over the various sketches of Bendy, Boris, Alice and Mackenzie and pages of music that Drew left for her to match with the shorts.
'What could Joey want to show me? What is so bad that dad had to avoid talking about his work at the studio before the war? Or more importantly, how does Joey know of me? Dad left four years before I born. Over-thinking much, Haze? Drew's right. I need sleep.' Haesel thought, shaking her head as she made her way to bed, turning off her lamp.
Unknown to any of the occupants of the apartment, one of Haesel's larger complete sketches of Bendy went from smiling to frowning as he used some of his ink to write a message.
'Do not trust the Creator, He has lied to Us!'
Whelp I hope y'all like this. Check out my poll on what fandom my next story should be for.
As always,
Ciao!
-Cate
