A/N - These chapters titled 'Sweet Dreams' are what Bing was 'dreaming' of while he was in the active nightmare for a week.
Bing is sat in the bare garden, knees pulled to his chest as he rocks back and forth nervously. There used to be trees that towered high above where he sat. To the others they were just trees but to Bing they were the last connection to his best friend in the whole world. King was out looking for his forest and apparently had found somewhere he wanted to live more than the building.
Of course the cyborg hadn't believed Dark when the leader told Bing that King wasn't coming back. There was no way King would just up and leave, at the very least without saying goodbye. But the next morning, Bing comes outside and the trees are gone. Every last one. He'd run to King's old section of the building to find that gone too. No longer needed, the squirrels and the recovery rooms and even King's room, vanished like they'd never been there.
As the wind blows past Bing, there's a faint tingle that's almost like King is still there. Like there's someone somewhere who is thinking about him. It doesn't last though, breaking like crackers and blowing away.
Of course King doesn't care about him. He has to take care of his trees now. He has real responsibility. Entertaining a cyborg really can't be high on the list of an ancient tree spirit's duties.
The garden feels dead without the trees. Like it was never really alive in the first place. Like….not like a garden at all.
Bing continues to rock back and forth, listening to the wind and the approaching storm.
King's not coming back.