Bendy didn't know what happened.
One minute, he was sprinting away from an upset owl, albeit snickering as he apologized, and the next his body felt...different.
No longer was he just cartoon matter that would bend and shape to his will. No longer did he feel a deep connection to Hammerspace, as if there was some sort of filter on his reach. No longer was everything just black and white. Now, now it was, was...
"SERIOUSLY JOEY! WHAT THE FUCK, YOU ASSHOLE!"
Bendy's head whips around to find the source of the voice, recognition bursting inside him at hearing it.
"HENRY!"
"FUCK!"
The borrower didn't know how it happened. One moment, his creation was just a tittle darling devil on a damn page. The next, those gloves he meticulously drew now grabbed him, as if Bendy was...real. And with a New York accent.
"I nevah thought I'd meet ya Hen! Ya don' know how muchah honah this is ta actahlly meet ya!"
Bendy was ecstatic as he held the man in his gloves. Never has he heard a toon meeting their creator! Yet here he is, in the flesh! Henry! He had to tell Boris and Alice about this! Had to tell all the toons!
"C'm'n Hen! Ya gotta meet the othah-!"
"Hello Bendy," Joey smiles when those pie-cut eyes finally land on him, making the demon blinking owlishly before he turns to the struggling man in his gloves.
"What th' hell are ya Hen? If Joey's a humahn too, then what are ya? Jus' shoahta?"
"PUT ME DOWN!"
Henry didn't mean to yell at this creation. His heart was thumping too fast and those ink gloves didn't realize how much pressure was being put on him. He didn't want the darling devil to feel bad, but he also didn't want him to kill Henry and feel even worse.
Surprisingly, Bendy only grins mischievously down at the teenager.
"I gottah creatah who c'n't tell me nothin'!"
"I'll tell ya somethin'!" Henry mimics, almost managing to escape Bendy's grasp before the toon tightens his grip again, though being more careful than before. "PUT ME DOWN!"
"Henry is a human, per-say, Bendy. He's just a bit smaller," Joey smiles, offering a hand for the toon to put Henry down. Bendy smirks as he carefully gives Henry to the man, laughing at the death glare given.
"You little-!"
"Henry, he's just excited." This makes the borrower immediately calm down, flopping down in Joey's palm. Honestly, he wasn't hurt. Bendy had simply grabbed him quickly and solidly and spoke loudly. Compared to humans, Bendy also didn't really hold him well, more like a full Barbie Doll than a Lego Figure. And besides, Henry couldn't be angry at that adorable little face.
He sure as hell could try to though.
"Sorry fah grabbin' ya, Hen," Bendy begins, tail whipping in shame as he glances away. "I kinda thought ya humahns were all small when I saw ya. Maybe thought the toon world was biggah than yahs. Guess not though."
"I'm sorry for yelling," Henry mutters, offering a smile. "But don't do it again!"
"No prahmises!"