From what Sammy could remember, music had always been a huge part of his life. His mother had loved to sing and had encouraged his interest, having him learn several instruments, all of which Sammy excelled at. Sammy was always tapping out a melody that only he could hear and working to bring his music to life. Working at Joey Drew Studios was a dream come true. It was challenging to make all the different types of music for the show and the melodies he was creating was being seen by a large audience that was growing by the day. Sure he was frustrated sometimes and a bit of perfectionist, but Sammy was where he belonged.
But then the Cre- Henry left and at first things weren't too bad at first. Joey was little angrier and more demanding, but it wasn't anything they couldn't handle. But then Joey started getting ideas, with no one to restrain him or to steer him in what was best for the company. He started working on large ambitious projects, hiring more people but cutting pay. Demanding more and more from those within all the while feeding everyone sickly sweet words full of false hope and promises. It took all of Sammy's will power not to snap under the ridiculous pressure and stress.
Sammy wasn't exactly sure what happened next, even with all the memories he's recovered there were still many holes, but the next thing he clearly remembers was pulling himself out of the ink. His body was deformed and his mind was in shambles, whispers from the ink following him everywhere he went. During this time he found two sources of comfort, worshiping his Lord and playing the music he always heard and felt. But as the years dragged on and wore at his mind and soul, the melodies began to fade away. Whatever little creativity he had managed to hold onto died out and even the old songs were beginning to fade away. Soon all he was left with was his worship of the Lord.
But then the Cre- then Henry returned. Though Sammy did not recognize him at first, Henry had somehow managed to get his Lord on his side. They had spared him and taken him through the depths of the studio, finally freeing him and the others. Now that he was out, his mind and body had been partially restored. The music began to flow around him once again, first the old songs and then finally some new melodies. His nimble fingers danced over the keys of the Stein's piano most days, calming him and reminding him that he was finally out.
Of course, his constant playing in the main room meant that the others often wandered in. Sammy didn't have a problem with most of them, as he either had influence over them in the studio or didn't have much contact with. They would enjoy his music and they would have some light conversations. Sammy always enjoyed Boris's company as the toon wolf would often accompany him in his music, usually on a banjo or a clarinet. The only ones the Sammy had trouble with was Alice and of course Bendy.
Bendy and Sammy avoided each other at first. Bendy was uncomfortable whenever Sammy would worship him and Sammy was disgusted once he was alone and realized how he had been acting. But as they both recovered, they were able to be in the same room for expanded periods of time, though they still were a little jumpy around each other and ignored each other. But slowly, they started to relax and spend some tentative time together. During Sammy's play sessions, Bendy would listen and even started to dance along, soon joined by Boris and eventually Alice. After that, It got easier for Sammy to look past the Demon Lord he once worshiped to see the childlike toon Bendy truly was. They still had a lot to work through of course, especially when either one of them suffered from flashbacks or relapses, but Sammy was really starting to care about the little Ink Demon along with the others.
Now Alice… Alice and Sammy had a strange relationship. Sammy hated her at first, as she opposed his Lord and brutally murdered some of his followers. But as they recovered, him towards his old human self and her towards her new toon identity, they came to an understanding. They both knew what it was like to be stuck between worlds for so long and their shared past made it easier to talk to each other.
"Do you think it'll ever get any easier?" Alice asked quietly. She and Sammy were alone at the moment, sitting on the piano bench. Alice was experiencing Susie's memories strongly today so she had sought Sammy out. "Knowing who we once were, but never able to go back to it? Not that I really want to but…"
"It already has been getting easier," Sammy assured, gently squeezing Alice's hand. "Because we have friends and people that understand and are helping us. And besides, it's human nature to always be changing. It's not something to afraid of."
"I suppose. Even though Susie was… is… a part of me, there's a lot about humans I'm still trying to understand. I just don't know what to do."
"Hey… it's alright, most humans don't even understand each other. All we can do is be kind and patient to others and ourselves. In the meantime, just try and find joy in the here and now. Here…" Sammy turned around and started playing a soft melody. "Why don't you sing with me, Alice?"
"W-what?" Alice said in surprised, looking unsure. "B-but I…"
"If there's one thing I know about both you as a human and a toon, is that you love to sing," Sammy encouraged with a soft smile. "Come on… I know it'll make you feel better. Sing…"
Alice still looked nervous, but eventually began to hum along before actually singing. A smile grew on her face as she started to lose herself in the music and her voice became louder and more confident. The music began to swell and fill the whole house, bringing a peaceful smile to all the residents within and bringing them to the source. Bendy and Boris were the first to arrive, Boris immediately beginning accompaniment on his clarinet while Bendy began to dance along. Bendy pulled Henry and Linda to join in dancing to the music, and they managed to pull Allison and Tom in as well. The others watched on happily, tapping their feet and swaying to the music. When the song ended, they immediately started another one, a slight bouncer song and laughter filled the air. This went on for a while until everyone tired out and Sammy and Alice brought the music to an end.
As Sammy looked over the peaceful and content smiles on everyone's faces, he was reminded of just how much he loved making music. Music had a way of bringing people together and soothing the soul, even ones as damaged as those in this room. As long as he could keep making people happy with his music, Sammy would be fine. And with the smiles he was bringing to the others, he'd be able to make sure they were alright too.