Well I said there would be some sad drabbles and here's where I'm gonna kick that part off with! I had this pictured in my head for a few days and thought it would work pretty well for this.

Bendy sat in the chair near Henry's old desk, his little legs pulled up to his chest as he sat and waited for the animator's return. He played with a pen on the table with one hand while the other was wrapped around his knees. His friend Boris wasn't that far away from him, sitting close to the Record Player that Henry had brought and let them keep in his work area to play some tunes whenever he got them.

"Ben… when's Henry coming back?" Boris whimpered, his ears lowered as his pie cut eyes stared at the empty player just begging for a record to be placed on it. Bendy turned his attention from the desk to his tall friend then turned it to the doorway as if expecting the mentioned animator to walk through any moment now.

"Soon I'm sure, I mean today's Saturday and old Henry's never missed a swing session Saturday…" Bendy responded and forced his usual smile on his snow white face to try and reassure his friend… and himself as well. Both toon's perked up at the sound of approaching footsteps and Bendy's smile became less forced and more genuine.

"See, told-" Bendy started with enthusiasm only to falter when it wasn't who they were expecting… it was Alice Angel, the only female living toon in the studio. "you…"

"Thought I'd find you boys here…" Alice stated, a sad look in her own pie cut. Boris immediately deflated and whimpered a little while Bendy's shoulders slumped and he went back to playing with the pen.

"... What brings you to this little corner of the world Toots?" Bendy asked, his eyes focusing on the pen more than anything else.

Alice bit her tongue to prevent herself from lashing out at the "Toots" comment.

"Henry's not coming back you know…" The angel stated, standing her ground near the entrance to the little area the animator once occupied.

"Alright just cuz he's missed four days doesn't-" Bendy started to protest but got cut off by Alice rather quickly.

"Henry got deployed, even if he does come back it won't be for a long time. Joey told me that much…" she said in an apologetic tone. Her eyes turned to one of the few posters for their shows on the walls then focusing on the other toons. Though just because she wasn't looking at them didn't mean she didn't notice how sad Boris got from the news or how Bendy seemed to be trying to fool himself into believing Henry was going to come back much sooner.

She also really didn't want to tell them the worst part… that there was a great chance Henry wouldn't come back at all. Whether it came from the War or from the argument Joey and Henry had before he left. Bendy and Boris had been in the Music Department when it happened and she was looking for something when she overheard everything.

"... Look toots I know joke's ain't yer strong suit but that one was probably the worst you've ever made," Bendy nervously laughed and seemed to be trying to keep up a whole 'Everything's fine, nothing can keep me down' air about himself… but seemed to be failing a little as his own usual grin faltered a little.

"Say what you will Bendy. I just don't… Never mind forget it," Alice started but stopped when she almost said "Want to see you get hurt" after all he was a demon and she was an angel. As such it was supposed to be natural for them to not care about one another… at least that's how she thought it was supposed to be.

Not wanting to be around for much longer in that area she was about to leave the room but said one thing back to the toon demon.

"Henry's really not gonna come back for a long time though Bendy… You're gonna have to accept that." Having said her piece she left the area, the more steps she took from the little room the more she felt herself trying to fight back her own inky tears from escaping.

The old animators room was silent for a while after Alice had left. Boris had started to cry not long after, already missing Henry so much while Bendy looked lost.

It can't be true… Henry's gotta come back. He promised after all… and Henry's never broken a promise before.

Days bled into weeks and Bendy's visits to Henry's desk started to become less and less frequent as reality finally started to set in for the little demon.

At first he had messed around and even doodled a few things on the desk thinking about the reaction he would get out of the old animator when he came back… then a few days after Bendy had taken to scattering papers all around making an all around mess almost to spite Henry, even when Boris protested to him about how it wasn't going to help anything.

But finally, after nearly two months of waiting came the day when Bendy had stepped into the room and finally broke down to cry as he finally accepted that Henry wasn't gonna come back.

You promised you wouldn't abandon us! Bendy thought as his sorrow filled eyes landed on the record player that was left behind.

So many songs had played from that little thing… so many happy moments that filled the majority of his three years of being alive. They all came rushing to the little toon demon making the ink tears that much worse… and a strong feeling to build up in Bendy's chest.

Through that as well as his own sorrow the toon demon had picked the machine up and then threw it hard onto the ground, causing a large chip to form on the horn and a little more damage to the base.

"You lied Henry…"