Bendy walked tentatively as he stepped out of the pub. The alleys were abandoned, the only thing present was the whistling wind. The atmosphere couldn't have been more eerie and foreboding. Bendy looked nervously around and prepared to change into his inky form at any minute. Crows cawed from the rooftops of buildings while a lone stray dog bounded around, looking for scraps to eat. A newsletter fluttered down in front of Bendy. He caught it and read it as he sat down on a pile of boxes. The headlines read: "VIOLENT GAME MASCOTS SERIAL KIDNAPPINGS"

"In recent weeks, several characters from violent video games have disappeared without a trace. These victims were Fortnite, PUBG, Doki Doki Literature Club, Granny, etc. These kidnappings have a sequential order of being one day apart. Authorities are currently investigating the case. However, there are currently no clues as to who the culprit is. There are no suspects reported. "These games are just a few of the pillars that hold the popularity of the gaming world. I feel like there is more to come," said the head of the Department of Justice..."

Bendy shrugged and threw the paper away. He was new to the gaming world. His game was released in February 2017 and right now it was May so he wasn't concerned about people knowing what he was. The demon continued down the alleyway and turned to the front door of his house. He was about to enter when he heard a loud scream just around the corner. Bendy quickly sneaked to the corner and peeked at the commotion. What he saw shocked him.

It was one of the Murder Monkeys from Dark Deception. A large monkey robot that looked like the monkey from Toy Story except its arms were blades and it was wearing a hotel uniform. If those horrific animatronics could feel emotions, Bendy knew it was in fear. Small dark figures swarmed around it stabbing it with needles filled with rainbow liquid.

"HOLD STILL MOTHERF*CKER!" shouted a high-pitched feminine voice as it whizzed around the Murder Monkey's head.

"EEE EEE EEE EEE EEEEEEEEEEE!" shouted back the Murder Monkey which most likely meant 'Why aren't you bringing me bananas?'

Bendy watched in horror and fascination as one of the figures got a clean jab at the monkey's head and pushed down the plunger. The Murder Monkey frantically shrieked as it ran around as if its programming had hit a glitch. The monkey's skin started bubbling and fizzing like a soft drink. Rainbow liquid started to froth from its mouth. It started to shrink until it was as small as a windup toy. Its bloodshot, staring eyes exploded out and were replaced with googly eyes. The blades melted and revealed a pair of cymbals. Its sharp teeth rotted and peeled away to reveal perfectly squared teeth. Bendy cringed with horror. He hated cute things. He would have hated his cartoon facade if it didn't have a creepy Cheshire smile which he liked. Bendy had to report this to the police. He was about to quietly tiptoe away when one of the hooded figures caught sight of him.

"Hey, you! Come here!" it shouted. Bendy's brain went through the options he had: run away (but they would chase him down anyway) or oblige (but they'd want his identification). Bendy decided to try his luck and walked quietly to the group.

"What are you?" said an awfully squeaky voice.

"I'm Bendy from Bendy and the Ink Machine," stammered Bendy as he fiddled with his bow-tie.

"What's that? Is ink a type of cookie?" asked another hooded figure in a caveman-like voice.

"It's a fetch quest game full of rainbows and cute little things like you," lied Bendy, hoping that his lie was convincing enough.

"Well I guess we can let you go if you don't tell the police," muttered one of the figures.

"So what are you doing?" asked Bendy as casually as possible, trying to get some information.

"We turning monsters into cookies!" shouted one of them.

"Darn it, you idiot. This is a movement against violent games and turning them into cute things."

"That's... very um... smart," muttered Bendy as he fiddled with his gloves.

"Wait a minute," gasped the leader, "You're lying. You're part of that game where that ink demon scared everyone."

Bendy's heart froze.

"I-I-I can explain," stammered Bendy, "You don't have to inject me! I'm the cute version of that monster."

"Doesn't matter!" they screamed, "Get him!"

Bendy ran as fast as he could to his house with the maniacs right behind him, jabbing at his back. He grabbed the doorknob but someone grabbed his leg.

"Oh sh*t," muttered Bendy to himself as he transformed into his monster self and sprayed whoever was grabbing him with ink. They still held tightly as they spat ink from their mouths. One of them raised their syringe to stab at Bendy but then out of nowhere, a top hat span like a Frisbee and knocked it off its feet. It hood fell back to reveal a face that anyone would recognize. It was Elmo.

"WHO THE F*UCK WAS THAT!" Elmo screamed, far out of character. Out of the darkness, an adult-sized animatronic bear holding a microphone and a tall and stocky man with an elegant mustache holding a shovel.

"Why hello there, Elmo," spat Freddy Fazbear as his top hat spun back towards him, "It's strange seeing you trying to inject people here past midnight." The Neighbor looked disgusted as the other hooded figures revealed themselves. There was Cookie Monster, Grover, Abby Cadabby, and Big Bird.

"Bad cookies," blurted Cookie Monster as he eyed Bendy who was glaring at them.

"Bad cookies indeed," snarled the Neighbor as he threw a bear trap at the Sesame Street cast. It clamped down on Cookie Monster's head and snapped it off with rainbow blood spurting out of the neck. Bendy smiled. He liked a bloody scene. Elmo took this opportunity to take his leave.

"You may bask in victory, Fazbear, but be warned. We'll have our revenge soon enough," sneered Elmo as Abby Cadabby snapped her fingers and the puppets vanished in a puff of fairy dust. Freddy and the Neighbor glanced at each other looking slightly concerned. Then they advanced towards Bendy.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there," stammered Bendy in his cartoon form, "Thanks a lot for saving me but what was that all about?"

"Not much time to explain Bendy," muttered Freddy as he tipped his top hat, "Their leader sent injectors to your area after they managed to get a hold of one of our files."

"Long story short," interrupted the Neighbor, "Your game's publicity went viral after Youtubers played your game. We find that you could be useful in our investigation."

"You mean the kidnappings?" asked Bendy in a shocked manner. The duo nodded. Bendy, now caught up with his game's popularity, realized that he was in a dire situation. He hurriedly went back into his house and packed his luggage. He collected the miniature windup monkey while Freddy shook his head sighing to himself. He followed them and as they rounded a corner, he looked at his house wondering whether he'll see it again.