A/N: Ok so this is my first story so take it easy on me. There haven't been an awful lot of Bendy fanfictions out there lately so I decided to write one. I checked the story for spelling mistakes so there shouldn't be any but if there are I'll be sure to correct them. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: South Park belongs to Matt Stone and Trey Parker.
Wendy's POV
Me and Bebe have been best friends for quite a while; ever since preschool in fact. We have always gone to each other for advice, which often caused us to get back up after being knocked down. We've also had so much innocent fun together throughout the years: on several occasions, we've given each other makeovers, painted each other's nails, thrown slumber parties, and gone shopping together. It feels great to just hangout with my best friend doing all these things together, not caring what others think of us.
Another thing I love about Bebe is how her beauty catches my eyes. I love her long-length frizzy blonde hair that has the scent of cotton candy. As weird as it sounds, I've always wanted to just play with her hair and run my fingers through her curls. That aside, I admire the light amount of makeup she wears, consisting of mascara, blush, and strawberry lip balm, as well as her usually-red painted nails that culminate beautifully with that red coat of hers. I've never developed feelings for her before, however, due to me reminiscing the memories we've shared together as well as how close our friendship has been throughout the years, I think I might be developing a bit of a crush on her.
After another lousy week at school, we were all relieved to get on the bus and go home to start the weekend. As we got on, me and Bebe sat next to each other in the back row as usual.
"Hey Wendy," Bebe greeted as we sat down.
"Oh, hey Bebe," I kindly greeted back.
"Wanna come over to my house later today?" the blonde asked.
I'm taking this as an opportunity to confess my feelings for her, so without hesitation, I respond "yes".
"Great! Be sure to arrive by 7:00pm. Bring your makeup kit if you'd like," the blonde enthusiastically responded.
Giving makeovers is a common part of our friendship. We just mess around and put large amounts of makeup on our faces and take pictures of ourselves after the process, not caring how silly we look. God I love my best friend.
Once the bus arrived at my house, I stepped out and opened the door, about to ask my parents for permission to go to Bebe's later on today. As soon as I enter my house, I hear my mom ask me "How was school today?"
I respond with "Eh, just the same old same old. Nothing new, really," rushing to the point where I can ask to go to Bebe's house tonight.
"You always respond with that question. Are you in a hurry to ask me something?" my mother responded in a rather exhausted tone of voice.
"Yes, I want to know if I can have a sleepover at Bebe's tonight,"
"Alright, but be back by tomorrow, okay?"
"Alright,"
With that being done, I went in the bathroom to take a shower. After I was done, I put on my purple pajama shirt that contains a pattern of daisy flowers and dark pink pajama pants that contain a white polka dot pattern. I went up to my room quickly to get my makeup kit that Bebe advised me to bring. I then told my mom "Bye, I'll be back tomorrow morning," then headed out the door. Luckily Bebe's house was only a few blocks away, so it wasn't that energy-consuming to walk there instead of having my mother drive me there. As soon as I approached the Stevens residence, I knocked on the door to find her mother answering.
"Hello, is Bebe home?"
"Why yes, she's upstairs in her room. I heard you and her are having a slumber party. Come on in."
"Thanks Mrs. Stevens"
"Anytime, Wendy."
After thanking her mother, I walked upstairs to Bebe's bedroom and saw the beautiful blonde in her white-trimmed pink pajamas. My heart beat faster and I felt butterflies fluttering in my stomach; I started debating whether or not I should actually confess my feelings for her. She's my bff and I love her, but with this type of anxiety, should I have even thought about it in the first place? Eh whatever. I'll still go through anyway.
As I entered her room, I removed my shoes and socks in order to feel more comfortable. I then sat on the floor next the blonde girl, and set my makeup kit down.
"Hi Wendy, nice of you to show up. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine. I was too excited to attend your sleepover, and now here I am. I brought my makeup kit as you advised,"
By 'too excited' I was obviously referring to the moment where I'll tell Bebe that I love her more than a friend. I was still a bit anxious to do so, but it started to cool down after a while and I thus became more confident about it. And I wasn't going do it right away, so I started to worry less.
"That's great! Do you want to give me a makeover?" the blonde asked cheerfully.
"Sure!" I opened the box to reveal the makeup choices to her "Which makeups would you like to wear?"
"Hmmm... Eh I don't care, just go crazy with it and put whatever makeups you want on me. After all that's part of the fun."
"Alright," I then proceeded to pick up the tube of red lipstick and smear it on those luscious lips of hers. God they look so kissable. I'm trying so hard to resist them right now. I can just picture those lips on mine; it would be my first kiss from a girl. Oh dear, my cheeks are turning red. Better move on to another part.
After I applied the lipstick, I grabbed the pack of blue eyeshadow, dipped the brush in it, and then proceeded to apply an overwhelming amount of it to her eyelids, followed by mascara, and then blush.
"Hey Wendy, do you want to go shoe shopping at the mall tomorrow? Could really use new shoes for my feet right now."
"Sure Bebe! Sounds like fun!"
"Thanks! Speaking of feet, could you give me a pedicure? My toes need a new color of red," the blonde asked as she put her feet in my lap.
"Sure thing! Would you like a manicure afterwards too?"
"Yes please,"
"Alright then," I then proceeded to grab the red nail polish and brush it on her toenails on her left foot, making them look pretty, and then did the same on her right foot.
"You have cute feet," I complimented Bebe after I finished painting her toenails.
"Awww, thank you!" said Bebe wiggling her toes after she heard the compliment, "Wanna do my fingernails now?"
"You bet. Give me your hands,"
Bebe did so as she laid down on her stomach with her feet in the air, allowing me to paint her fingernails a beautiful color of red. After I finished, I gave her this compliment:
"You look gorgeous Bebe. Let's take a picture of you." I grabbed my phone on Bebe's dresser and took a picture of me and Bebe together after her gorgeous makeover.
"I look like such a stupid spoiled whore," said Bebe after she saw how she looked in the picture.
"Aw, but you're my stupid spoiled whore," I complimented her as I gave her a hug.
"Aww, gee, thanks Wendy," the beautiful blonde girl responded as she reciprocated my hug. I felt butterflies again due to the proximity of Bebe's body to mine, but this time were of excitement rather than anxiety, so I felt comfortable with the feeling. I hope she'll take this as a clue that I'm in love with her.
We continued hugging, and during the process she finds out my secret, much to my surprise and excitement: "You love me more than a friend, don't you Wendy?"
And just like that, I metaphorically exploded. I didn't even have to hesistate to tell her; she just found out on her own. That was impressing.
"Yes! Yes Bebe, I love you as more than a friend! I've been meaning to tell you that throughout all these years but I didn't have the courage to, but I'm so relieved that you found out."
"Well, I have to tell you.. I've loved you more than a friend too. You're very smart, funny, and absolutely gorgeous. No wonder I've always ignored my boyfriend Clyde to hangout with you. I can safely say I'm ending my relationship with him to be with you."
"I already broke up with Stan months ago due to him never being there for me, and although we've gotten back together several times, I think I'm officially done giving him chances. I want to be with you now since you're more sympathetic towards me and are actually fun to hangout with."
"Good idea Wendy. I love you."
"I love you too Bebe," we then share a long, passionate kiss.
After that, Bebe asked, "Do you want to cuddle in bed with me tonight?"
"You bet I do, cutie."
Bebe turned off the light and got into her bed and I followed suit. We then wrapped our arms around each others backs and I proceeded to rub myself up against Bebe whilst smiling as we cuddle.
"Good night Bebe,"
"Good night Wendy,"
We then had a brief kiss before falling asleep. After that we fell asleep while cuddled with each other.
Second chapter coming soon.