Chapter 7
Henry stood there by the shelf and was fiddling around with something. Not quite sure why he had called her there, she waited for him to explain.
"One sec! A little piece of its cloth ripped."
She let him continue to fuss over the mysterious object as she looked around. Bendy's and Boris's plushies were crowded on the shelves. All of them were round and somewhat plump versions of the original characters. Although they were still cute and the extra "fat" on them made they nicer to hug. She let Henry finish up his little patch up job while she picked a Borris one and looked at it. She remembered thinking that his little overalls and buttons were adorable.
"So, uh, What do you think?"
She put the little wolf back in his spot and turned back the Henry. He was holding a little angel, an Alice Angel to be exact. She didn't know what to say as he passed her over to him. The little angel had round checks and wasn't as plump as the others, but definitely still chubby. It had soft black fabric for its dress and hair with two little white fabric horns that poked through it.
"What do you think?"
Henry sounded nervous as he waited for his response. He was a little fidgety and seemed to be looking anywhere but her. Whatever her reply was, it made him happy.
"I knew you would like it."
He continued to speak to her but the words started to blur together and they grew quiet. The world began to fade away into the darkness where she could only hear the creaking of birds. An unknown man's ruff voice echoed loudly,
"So, when can you start?"
An unknown lady's voice replied to him a second later. Even though her it shook with nervousness, you could hear the gentleness and a sort of soft tone to her voice.
"Well, I can start any time that's good for you, but um...I thought this job was already taken."
It was quiet for a few minutes before the man's voice returned.
"I'm sorry but I think that she's better for the role."
A new mysterious woman's voice desperately followed after his. Her throat sounded raw from crying, and like she was going to burst into tears once more.
"Please, sir. You can't take this from me. I-I"
Sobbing echoed into the darkness and she felt something drop on her head. As more drops of something continuously fell onto her head, she slowly opened her eye. It was blurry for a few seconds as Alice blinked away the darkness from her sleep. She slowly moved off and away from the wall, she had been leaning against. Soreness became apparent in her back and neck as she stretched. She got off the floor and groaned at the little bit of pain. She looked around the room for a moment till her eyes fell on her patient. The Piper was still lying unconscious on the table, and it occasionally twitches from under its straps.
"...We really have to do something with him soon."
"IS THAT SERIOUSLY WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND RIGHT NOW?"
She just let out a sign.
"YOU GONNA ANSWER ME?"
"I don't want to talk right now."
"ABOUT WHAT, HENRY?"
"Lets not."
"OKAY, THAT'S FINE WITH ME."
"Good."
"GOOD."
She looked away from the piper and dropped her gaze to the ground.
"WHICH MEMORIES ARE YOURS?"
"I thought we weren't going to talk about this."
"NO, WE WEREN'T GOING TO TALK ABOUT HENRY."
"Well, I don't want to talk about this either."
"IT'S THIS OR THE ROPE MAN."
She started walking around uneasily in circles and wrapped her arms around her.
"What should we do with the Piper?"
"YOU'RE CHANGING THE SUBJECT."
"We should probably just go ahead and operate."
"YOU'RE NOT GETTING OUT OF THIS."
She stopped her loops and looked back at her patient.
"You're right."
"I'M GLAD YO-"
"-We should wait till he wakes up. It'll be a better punishment for him."
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M-"
"I'm glad you agree, it seems like we rarely ever-"
"-SHUT UP!"
She clamped her mouth closed and stop walking over towards him.
"JESUS, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? USUALLY, YOU'RE THE ONE BUGGING ME FOR A CONVERSATION."
"Sorry."
"I SWEAR ALL YOU DO IS APOLOGIZE."
"I.."
Alice took a deep breath and rubbed her head with her right hand. Around her halo, her head started to pound a little.
"I'm just not sure what to think. I'm sorry."
The other half became soft for a moment, but only a moment.
"Stop it, just stop it. You don't have to always apologize to me."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because I don't deserve it."
"What?"
"ANYWAY, WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS."
She could feel her reluctance, so she decided to get back to that later.
"About what exactly."
"I DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS HERE."
"I didn't expect him to be here, nonetheless, to ever see him again."
"IT WAS SURPRISING, TO SAY THE LEAST."
"Heh, I'm still not sure how I feel."
"YEAH, I KNOW I SAID THAT WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS, BUT I HAVE LIKE NOTHING TO SAY."
"Really, that doesn't sound like you."
She chuckled.
"AW, SHUT IT. I WAS KINDA HOPING THAT YOU HAD THE ANSWERS OR SOMETHING I GUESS."
"Sorry, I don't."
"STOP APOLOGIZING."
"Sorry."
She rolled her eye at that reply and leaned against a nearby wall. They said nothing to each and closed their eye. Just enjoying the tiny bit of piece they had achieved. However, no comfort stays long in the inky building.
"I don't know."
They still didn't open their eye.
"Hmm?"
"I don't know which memory is mine."
"NEITHER DO I."
"What should we do?"
"I DON'T KNOW."
"Wanna go back?"
She opened her eye in dread in response.
"TO THAT FREAKSHOW AND HIS GARAGE DOOR? HECK, NO!"
"I don't mean there."
"THANK GOD, I THOUGHT YOUR BRAIN FINALLY SOAKED IN TOO MUCH INK."
"Funny, but no I was thinking of somewhere else."
"Where?"
"Let's go back to the toy shelves."
"Where we-one of us got the angel plush?"
"Eyeup."
"WHY?"
"Maybe, we'll remember whose memory is whose."
"I GUESS I WON'T HURT."
A groan caught their attention, and they looked back over at the Piper. Who was starting to twitch more frequently.
"What should we do about him?"
"JUST LEAVE HIM, IF HE WAKES UP HE WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE SO."
"Okay, he should be good then."
"Let's GO."
Alice left her safety room and the Piper behind. She started her journey down the halls to were the plushies were kept. Where she hopefully could jog her memory and figure it out. Until she reached it though it was just her and her thoughts. Them and their thoughts, she supposed. She smiled to herself.
"It's nice."
"WHAT IS?"
"Nothing."
"OKAY."
"Although."
"ALTHOUGH?"
"If my brain did soak up too much ink, you know you would've been affected too."
"WHATEVER."
The other part laughed and they continued onwards down the dripping halls. She could sense the other's happiness and decided to talk about whatever this "nothing" was later. For now, she left it alone as that half started to hum a little song.
Author's Note-Thanks for reading! I feel like this chapter and the last chapter aren't as great as they could be. However, with my finals coming up and my AP class projects I've been very busy. So let's just get through this, and enjoy Bendy Chp 4 End the Angel. Thanks again.
