Bendy managed to sneak away without the others noticing and finding a quiet corner where he wouldn't be bothered for a while. Letting out a small pained whine, Bendy allowed his body to transform into his Ink Demon form. His inky shadows spread out as he sunk down into a corner, making sure his shadows remained isolated to this room. He pulled his legs close and buried his face into his knees, doing his best not to cry while Ink Blot rubbed herself against his horns in a comforting manner.
He knew from experience that suddenly turning into his Ink Demon would startle and scare the others, sometimes even triggering a panic attack. Combine that with his shadows and even Henry would be filled with fear, something which Bendy absolutely hated. He loathed his Ink Demon form. It only held bad memories for himself and everyone else. Everyone was so much more comfortable around him in his toon form and it made it easier for them to overlook the things he had been forced to do in the studio. The problem was that Bendy could not maintain his toon form forever.
He didn't know if it was because his Ink Demon form was his original form when he was first summoned or if become the power he gained couldn't be contained to such a small vessel, but Bendy had to return to his Ink Demon form every now and then. He tried to avoid it and to force himself to remain in toon form, but that only lead to causing himself pain until he was forcibly returned to his Ink Demon form in order to make the pain stop.
Bendy let out a sniffling sigh as he finally calmed down enough to lift his head. The room was still filled with his inky shadows, making it dark and damp. Like his current form, those shadows only brought bad memories of fear and death. He held out one hand and caught a blob of ink that was dripping down. He could feel it, he could feel the all the ink in the room and throughout the house, including those that made up the others. He was called the Ink Demon for a reason, he was connected to all ink and could even control it to an extent, but that was usually only to break it down into puddles. Henry could make wonderful things with ink, from beautiful drawings to creating objects in the studio and even repairing and healing all of them. Henry was called the Creator for a reason while Bendy could only destroy.
Bendy tossed the ink up and down slightly in his hand, reminding himself as of the balls he had seen the kids playing with from the window. As soon as he thought that, the ink solidified and became perfectly round. Bendy stopped his movement, bringing his hand closer. He seemed to have turned the ink into a ball, like those mini ink machines that were in the lower levels. He tilted his head slightly in confusion. He had never been able to make anything with his ink before.
Ink Blot jumped off his head to pounce on the ball in his hand. She batted it to the floor and proceed to chase after it. Bendy's grin felt less strained as he watched the kitten's antics. Excited by this new possibility, Bendy summoned another blob of ink. Looking at carefully, he imagined one of the Bendy plushies like those he had seen and loved in the studio. The Ink began shifting in response to his mental command, growing and forming into a perfect replica of a plushie. Thrilled by this discovery, Bendy summoned more and more ink to make all sorts of objects, making everything from ordinary objects like mugs and plates to complicated sculptures of flowers and birds. He couldn't make anything living, just figurines, and sculptures and he had to really concentrate to get the details right, but Bendy was so proud of everything he could create.
Now able to shrink back down to toon form, Bendy melted all the objects, except for his best flower, and reabsorbed the ink. Ink Blot meowed in protest at losing her toy but soon climbed back up onto Bendy's head. Bendy eagerly bolted out the door in search of Henry, holding out the flower once he found his creator.
"That's a very pretty flower," Henry complimented once he took it from Bendy. "Where did you find it?"
"I made it!" Bendy exclaimed happily, summoning more ink and turning it into another flower to show Henry. Henry looked stunned before breaking out into a huge smile.
"Well isn't that something," Henry said in wonder as he took the second flower. "You've really are full of amazing surprises. Come on, let's show the others your new talent. I'm sure they'll love it as much as I do."
Bendy nodded and skipped happily next to Henry. Now he wasn't just a demon that destroyed things. Now he was someone that could create wonderful things, just like Henry.