Authoress' note: Sorry I didn't update yesterday, was really behind on my work. It's also really late, so I'll keep this short tonight. (Man, I can't pull all-nighters on anything. After 12 am my body's like "okay time for sleep")
On with the carols!
"Alright, we'll start off simple, this family only has one child, and he only asked for a new Wii and the new Star Wars movie. Simple enough." Santa had touched down on their first house and was instructing Henry as he used a remote to open the storage bin below them. "You'll need the teleportation magic and sleeping dust when you go in."
"Wait, you can teleport? Then why do you manually go down the chimney?" Henry asked.
"Tradition." Was Santa's reply.
As soon as the hatch opened, the group was greeted with the most obnoxious Christmas carols.
"Is that a toy going off?" Alice shouted over the noise.
"No, that's..." Henry reached his hand into the luggage and pulled out a chocolate-mouthed demon, "...Bendy."
"What? Angel said to get your attention when you opened the lid." Bendy reasoned.
"I didn't mean sing tone-deathed! Gosh, Bendy, I was right next to you!" Grace yelled as she two appeared above the present-pit. When she and her father made eye contact, she gave a sheepish "...Hi dad."
Henry looked at Bendy, then at Grace, then back at Bendy. Of all things he could have said at that moment, the first thing that came out of his mouth was: "There better not have been a mistletoe down there."
Aaaaand thats it. I am just do... bushed right now. Anyway, remember to follow, favorite, and review, and I will reply to all of your review tomorrow. Sleep tight, fellow Bendy fans, and always remember to beware the ink demon!