A/N: To whoever decided to follow me, thank you. You're a good person.
As the title suggests, the story finally starts to pick up some steam today. Enjoy!
Chapter 6: The Start of an Adventure
The Player spawned into Joey Drew Studios, Freddy and Mr. Peterson at their side.
The Neighbor snickered. "You have more facial hair than me now," he chuckled.
Freddy just sighed. "I've never been here before, but I'm assuming you two have? And that you, uh, know what to do?" he asked.
The Player nodded. Then he realized that Freddy couldn't see him nod in real life. "Yup."
And, sure enough, all six objects quickly found their way onto their pedestals.
"You act like you've been here before, uh, Neighbor." the Player mentioned as they walked to the switch that would turn on the Ink Machine.
"I have." And that was the end of that conversation.
Quickly, they flipped the lever, then their way to the room where the gigantic Ink Machine resided in, the entryway boarded up, just as it always was.
"Stand back guys. Let me handle this." Mr. Peterson said as they neared the doorway.
Freddy shrugged, and him and the Player backed away.
The Neighbor slowly walked up towards the door, his every step causing the floorboards beneath him to creak. The quiet, intense music didn't exactly help relive the suspense that all three of them were feeling.
After an eternity, the Neighbor finally made it to the door.
DUNNNNNNN! Out popped Bendy. The music began to pick up, ink began to flood the room, the lights overhead began to flicker wildly. Just as they did for every single other person who had ever played the game.
Bendy made a grabbing motion. And then he stopped. In fact, everything stopped. The music shut off, the ink stopped flowing, the lights stopped flickering. It was as though the game had suddenly frozen.
Everybody just stood there for a few seconds.
Bendy broke the silence. "Theodore?!" he cried in a small, high-pitched voice that completely contrasted with his terrifying persona. "Theodore?!" He slipped through the boards that covered the door, reverting to his smaller, more identifiable cartoon form in the process.
"Jo - Bendy! Yeah, yeah. It's me." the Neighbor stuttered.
"Theodore!" Bendy jumped up into the Neighbor's arms in a gigantic hug.
"How have you been?" Bendy was saying excitedly. "I haven't seen you since our crossover mod! What have you been up to? Do you want to write another song?"
The Neighbor gently set the excited demon on the ground. "Hey, now. I'd love to answer all your questions, but… I have one to ask you. Have you felt anything weird lately?"
Bendy's eyes widened. Even more so than usual. "Actually, I have," he said. "This whole place is getting really weird. Everyone's acting strange. Hiding. It's as silent as a tomb, these days."
"I think you need to come with us." Freddy said.
Bendy smiled. "Hey there, Fredboy. So we're off on an adventure that nobody else here understands? Alright! Let's go!"
Freddy blinked. "You agreed that fast?" he asked.
The Player narrowed their eyes. "What do you know about what's going on?" he asked in a not-so-subtle accusational tone.
Bendy glared. "The only reason I haven't killed you yet is because I understand that you're not Henry. Now, then. You have to understand that games want their timelines, their stories to happen. And they will happen, unless something that isn't supposed to happen occurs and forces them off track. Now, would YOU know anything about that?" Bendy said, shooting a look that was just as accusational.
"Uh… uh... Maybe…" the Player stammered.
"I thought so." Bendy said, satisfied for now. "Well, then. Where are we going? How are we going to get here?"
Freddy pointed. A door towards the end of the long hallway had transformed while none of them were watching, its face now a handsome dark oak.
"Well, then!" said Bendy enthusiastically "It's the start of an adventure!"
"Prove yourself. Prove that you are strong enough to survive!" the goat mother told Monika.
Monika laughed. Before she could ever react, she had taken out her knife and slashed her.
Toriel sank to her knees. "You really hate me… that much?" she asked. "Now I see…"
But Monika never got to know what she saw, because she had taken her knife and stabbed her again.
Toriel evaporated into dust. Her soul appeared, shaking, devoid of a body.
Monika decided to stab through that, too.
It splintered into a thousand tiny little pieces.
"Yes!" Monika raised her hands in the air in triumph as she felt the LOVE coursing through her body, making her stronger.
And, as she did so, she pulled up the file directory.
"Oh…" she said to herself. "This is much better."
