Bendy is walking to the throne room with the newspaper rolled up under his arm. He peeks in from behind a pillar and sees his father sitting on his throne. The Devil was seething, his hands clutching to the arms of his throne, he was groaning, and his sharp teeth showed in his scowl.
'Maybe I'll ask him later,' Bendy thought. He was about to walk away until he spotted Henchman flying to The Devil.
"Uh, hey, boss, want some leftover congratulations cake?" Henchman asked. "Uh, you look mad for somebody who just got that cup's soul. Congratulations, by the way."
The Devil lets out an angry roar. "I didn't actually get his soul yet, okay?" he admitted. "I just said that to buy myself some time before Stickler finds out." He crossed his arms. "I hate that guy."
Henchman spots the little devil at the corner. When their eyes meet, Bendy hides. "I think Bendall wants to talk to you," Henchman said.
The Devil sighed. "Bendall, come on out," he said. Bendy steps out from behind the pillar. "How long were you hiding there?" The Devil asked.
"I came in just before Henchman," Bendy admitted.
"Henchman, I need to speak to my son alone," The Devil said. Henchman was about to leave but was stopped. "Wait. Leave the cake."
After giving the cake slice to his boss, Henchman flies away.
The Devil looks at his son and pats the left armrest of his throne. Bendy quickly walks over and places his hands on the armrest.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" The Devil asked.
"I wanted to ask if I could go to the surface world today," Bendy said, the Devil opened his mouth to speak, "And before you say anything, just hear me out." He interjected. "I know you're grumpy, but I think this'll cheer you up. The Obliterator!"
"Is that some new form of torture?" The Devil asked.
"Close! It's an amusement park ride. It just opened at the Inkwell Pier." Bendy holds up the newspaper showing an advertisement for the ride. "It goes so fast, it'll tear the clothes right off of you. I thought maybe you and I could go together."
The Devil takes a calming breath. "It's a nice idea son. But the only thing that'll cheer me up is getting that cup's soul."
Bendy looks down, disappointed. The Devil noticed and offered the cake slice but the little devil declined. After a moment, The Devil places a hand on Bendy's shoulder.
"Tell you what, stay in today while I go get the cup's soul and tomorrow, I'll take you to the pier and we can ride the Obliterator."
Bendy looks at his dad, "You promise?" he asked. "No matter what you'll take me to the Obliterator tomorrow?"
"You have my word," The Devil crossed over his heart, "and a devil's word..."
"Is the law," Bendy finished crossing his own heart.
"That's right," The Devil said ruffling his son's hair.
"Dad! Not the hair," Bendy said swatting at The Devil's hand.
The Devil chuckled, grabs the little devil, and tickles his sides. Bendy's grunts turn to laughter as he tries to escape.
"Let go of me, you weirdo!" Bendy shouted playfully.
"Never!" The Devil chuckled.
Their laughter echoes throughout the throne room. The Devil sighed and stopped the tickling after a few minutes.
"I needed that," The Devil said. He stands up and places Bendy on the throne. He hands the slice of cake to the little devil. Bendy takes the cake this time. "Stay put." He backs away from the throne. "I'm off to take that cup's soul," he slams his pitchfork down and disappears into smoke.
Bendy sits back putting his head and feet on the armrests. "He's never gonna get Cuphead's soul. Not if he's wearing that sweater," Bendy said before taking a bite of the cake. "Cuphead, you better keep wearing that sweater."
"I can't keep wearing this sweater," Cuphead said.
"You're wearing that sweater forever!" Mugman argued.
"But..."
"No buts. That sweater's the only way the Devil can't get your soul. You can never take it off! Ever!"
"Eh. I ain't too worried about it."
The Devil appears in a puff of smoke and Cuphead screams.
"Your soul is mine!" The Devil said.
"He's never taking that sweater off!" Mugman said.
"Yeah. Give it up!" Cuphead shouted.
"Never!" The Devil yelled. He slammed his pitchfork down and disappeared.
Cuphead laughs victoriously.
For the rest of the day, The Devil returns repeatedly to steal Cuphead's soul but fails every time thanks to the sweater. The next day, Cuphead is listening to the radio while Mugman is reading the newspaper.
"Will the fireproof pants of Dirk Dangerous be enough to save a flaming bank vault full of orphans? Tune in tomorrow for the stunning conclusion of Dirk Dangerous vs. Pyromaniac Pete!"
Cuphead turns off the radio. "So sweat inducing!" he said sweating profusely. A puddle of sweat pooled around him.
"You wanna see something even more sweat inducing?" Mugman asked excitedly.
"Do I?" Cuphead replied excitedly.
Mugman holds up the newspaper, "It's a new ride! New, Cuphead, new! Says here it'll go so fast, it'll... something. I dunno. But it's new, Cuphead, new!"
"Oh! If we go now, we can get there before Elder Kettle wakes up from his nap."
Cuphead and Mugman open the door to leave but The Devil was right there waiting for them.
"Hand it over." The Devil said, reaching for Cuphead. The cup smacks his hand away. "Oh!"
"Would you get outta here?" Cuphead whispered. "Elder Kettle can't see you."
"Who is Elder Ket-?" The Devil asked but Cuphead slams the door on him. The growls with anger before letting out a roar and burning the grass and fence around him.
Cuphead opens the door. "Would you cut that out?!" he whispered. "Look, meet me around back."
"Listen, you little shoehorn..." The Devil started but Cuphead closed the door on him again. He goes around the back of the cottage while grunting. "Stupid cup making me go around the back. I'm the Devil! Nobody tells me what to..."
Cuphead and Mugman come out the back door.
"Do you have any idea how much trouble we'll be in if Elder Kettle sees you here?!" Cuphead whispered.
"You already are in trouble! You owe me your soul!"
"Hey!" came Kettle's voice from inside the cottage. Cuphead pushes The Devil into a bush before Elder Kettle opens a window. "What's with all the noise?!" Kettle yelled.
"Uh, nothing," Cuphead said. "That was just a large cat... man."
"Well, tell him I'm taking a nap!" Kettle shouted. "And another thing. Paint that fence!" He points to the smoldering fence. "It looks terrible!" Then Kettle closed the window and went back to sleep.
The Devil comes out of the bush and brushes himself off.
"Thanks to your little tantrum, the fence is all burnt up!" Cuphead said.
"Yeah! What do you intend to do about that, huh?" Mugman said.
"Nothing!" The Devil shouted, "I'm the Devil!"
"Hmm... Tell you what." Cuphead said. "You paint the fence; I take off the sweater."
Mugman flinched and pulled Cuphead closer. "Are you crazy?" he whispered.
"Hold on. Let's see where I go with this." Cuphead whispered. He turns to look back at The Devil. "Well, what do you say?" he asked.
"Let's see. I paint the fence. You take off the sweater. I take your soul. Hmm..."
Cuphead, Mugman, and The Devil go to the fence. The Devil grabbed a paintbrush and dabbed the brush against the wood.
"Have you ever actually painted a fence?" Cuphead asked.
"Yeah, 'cause it looks like you have no idea what you're doing," Mugman said.
"Is that so? Watch this." The Devil said. He clears his throat. The paint in the cans starts to bubble and change colors. The Devil uses telekinesis to make the brushes fly. With a wave of his hand, the brushes dip into the paint cans and start painting the fence. "And on the one, and on the two, here we go."
Cuphead and Mugman remember the ride they wanted to go on and sneak away quietly.
The pier is crowded, the late-day sun is still out, and the brothers get in the long line to ride The Obliterator. Cuphead taps his foot impatiently.
"This line!" Cuphead groaned. "Hmm, say, Mugsy, hold my spot. I'm gonna go grab us some funnel cake."
"But you don't like funnel cake," Mugman said.
"And you don't like knitting soul-saving invisible sweaters, but you made me one. The least I can do is buy you some funnel cake." Cuphead walked away but came back a few seconds later, asking, "Can I borrow five bucks?"
The Devil skipped and danced as he makes the brushes paint the fence. Lightning strikes the fence, and the fence is now perfectly painted white. The brushes shake off any residue paint and drop to the ground.
"And that is how you paint a fence!" The Devil said taking a bow. He lifted his head and found no one else was around. "Unbelievable! Where did those two nitwits go?" he took a step forward and felt something wet under his foot.
It's paint. A bunch of paint in the shape of shoe prints leads to the road. It doesn't take The Devil long to figure out who these belong to and decides to follow the trail.
Cuphead, covered in powdered sugar, walks back to the line with a plate of funnel cake. "There was a little powdered-sugar mishap." He said.
"No problem! I never say no to extra sugar." Mugman said. He grabs some cake and dabs it against Cuphead's chest. "Let's hope I don't eat any invisible sweater hairs." He said with a chuckle.
Cuphead chuckled. "You might. If I didn't take it off hours ago." He said.
Mugman laughs before spitting out the cake in his mouth. "You what?!" he shouted.
"I took off the sweater."
"Well, where is it?!"
Cuphead thought for a moment. "Hmm... Looks like I don't remember."
"What happened to "never take it off"?!"
"Big deal. It's not like the Devil's around or anything." A familiar cloud of smoke poofed behind Cuphead, who jumped and yelped when he saw the angry devil. "The Devil!" the cup screamed.
"Stay calm, Cuphead," Mugman whispered. "He doesn't know you took the sweater off."
Cuphead relaxed upon hearing this. "Oh, yeah!" he said.
"I painted your little fence." The Devil said. "Now, off with the sweater. Let's go."
"How do we know you painted the fence?" Cuphead asked.
"I don't know. Go look! It's actually quite good."
"Fat chance, buddy. We've been waiting in line all day to ride the Obliterator."
"The what now?" The Devil asked. He looked up and saw the ride going so fast that the riders' clothes flew off. A sock landed on the Devil's face. He took it off and suddenly remembered what Bendy said yesterday.
"It's the Obliterator, Dad! Remember! It goes so fast, it'll tear the clothes right off of you!"
The Devil smiled sinisterly as an idea formed in his head.
"On second thought, I think I'll join you, boys." The Devil said, "This ride looks like fun."
"That's the spirit!" Cuphead said.
"Oh! There's just someone I need to get first. Don't move, I'll be right back!" The Devil slammed down the pitchfork and disappeared.
"C'mon Cuphead! Let's go and get your sweater back on before he comes back," Mugman said urgently.
"But it's almost time for the ride," Cuphead whined.
Before Mugman could say more, The Devil returned only this time with Bendy next to him. The little devil flinched when he saw Cuphead and Mugman.
"This is my son, Bendall Devil, I promised I'd take him," The Devil said. "We just have to wait behind these two, son, okay?"
"Y-yes Dad," Bendy said, some uncertainty in his voice.
Cuphead was so happy to see Bendy, but when their eyes met, the little devil looked away and hid behind The Devil. The cup wondered why and was about to ask before he remembered what Quadratus had said.
"To protect Bendall from family strife, keep the friendship secret with your life,"
The cup and mug gave each other knowing looks and said nothing at first.
Mugman broke the silence. "Say Cuphead, shouldn't you be getting back to the cottage to get that thing you forgot? That thing you took off and need to put back on."
"But the ride," Cuphead whined.
Mugman threw his arms up. "I'll go." He said walking away.
The Devil started filing his nails and Cuphead smiled at Bendy.
"Hey, you two wanna hear a joke?" he asked.
"I hear nothing." The Devil replied.
Bendy shrugged.
"What's worse than finding a worm in your apple? Finding half a worm in your apple." Cuphead said.
Bendy stifled a laugh.
"Get it? 'Cause that would mean you ate the other half? Get it? 'Cause it's only half of it in there? 'Cause you ate the other half?"
"Yes!" The Devil yelled. "We get it! Thank you!"
"You know what's worse than finding half a worm in your apple?"
The Devil pinched his brow, "What?" he asked.
"Falling in a sewer."
This time Bendy and The Devil gave stifled laughs, but the big devil tried to cover it with a cough and pouted.
"I saw a smile!" Cuphead said.
"You most certainly did not." The Devil said.
"Oh, we most certainly did," Bendy teased.
Mugman opens a closet, frantically searching. "Where did he put it?! If I was Cuphead, where would I put an invisible sweater?" he wondered.
"Attention, Dirk Dangerous fans." Said the announcer on the radio. "Did our last sweat-inducing episode leave you sweatier than ever?"
Mugman smiled.
Cuphead, Bendy, and the Devil are at the front of the line. It was nighttime now and the stars could be seen overhead.
"And then the banana says, "Thursday!" Cuphead concludes the joke.
He and the devils laugh.
The Devil wiped a tear from his eye. "How delightfully unexpected!" he said. "You know, Cuphead, you're not so bad after all." He pats Cuphead's back.
"Thanks," Cuphead said.
The Devil keeps patting Cuphead's back, slowly realizing he's not getting shocked.
Bendy curiously glanced over and noticed this too. He pokes the cup's arm and then gasped into his hand as the Devil poked and patted Cuphead's torso before gasping too.
"You're not wearing the sweater!" The Devil exclaimed.
"Uh... Am too!" Cuphead shouted.
The Devil grinned and snickered, "Are not!" he said.
Bendy wanted to stop this but didn't know how and The Devil pulled Cuphead's soul out of him.
"You're right, Devil!" came Mugman's voice. "He's not wearing the sweater." Mugman jumped. "You are!" and slipped the sweater on The Devil.
Electricity buzzed from the sweater and the Devil grunted from the pain.
Mugman patted Cuphead's soul back into his body.
The shock intensifies and the Devil screamed as he is shocked.
The brothers and Bendy flinched at the sight. Cuphead elbowed Mugman and gestured at the ride. They grab Bendy and drag him into the ride with them. As The Devil continued to scream and grunt, Cuphead and Mugman laughed as they enjoyed the ride. Although reluctant at first, Bendy joined in.
"Well, that went just as I planned." The Devil said smiling with satisfaction.
Bendy and The Devil are back in the Underworld. Bendy sitting on the steps to the throne fixing his tie while The Devil is being treated for his burns by Henchman. The sweater had burned the fur from The Devil's torso and arms. The purple demon dabs anti-infection on The Devil's arm.
"Yow!" The Devil yelled from the stinging medicine.
"Uh, sorry, boss," Henchman said.
The Devils sighed. "And where is the sweater now?" he asked.
"It's hidden away..." Henchman said before whispering the rest. "in an undisclosed location."
The Devil pushes the demon back. "Thank you, Henchman. Perfect. Without the sweater, I can just go and take that cup's soul any time I want!"
Henchman dabs The Devil's shoulder again and the king cried out from the stinging.
"Uh, sorry, boss," Henchman said.
Bendy shook his head as his dad whimpered from the pain. The little devil put his chin in his hand.
'Cuphead and Mugman didn't give me away.' Bendy thought. 'Cuphead even joked around with Dad? Was it an act or was he really trying to get along with him?' Bendy's head filled with just more questions, giving him a headache. He stood up.
"I'm going to bed," Bendy said before walking away.
"Alright, good night son," The Devil before getting stung again. "Yow!"
"Good night little boss," Henchman said.
"Yow!"
Cuphead and Mugman are walking back home from the pier.
"Wow! What a great day." Cuphead said.
"Except I'm pretty sure the Devil's angrier than ever," Mugman said. "and you no longer have the one thing that'll stop him getting your soul."
"True. But, hey, I got the best brother in the world looking out for me. Really makes me feel so much less exposed."
They lost their shirts and pants on the ride. All they have on now are their gloves, shoes, and underpants.
In the city's church, a man in a trench coat comes out holding a bottle. He's also wearing a fedora and thick glasses over his eyes.
"Just follow my instructions and you should have no further troubles with that demon," said the parson.
"Thank you so much," said the man in the coat walking away. Once he's far enough away, the man drops his glasses, revealing his green eyes. He smiles down at the bottle in his hands. "This will get that little creep," Charley said before laughing.
"Uh oh! What is Charley planning to do with that bottle? Will Bendy be able to play with Cuphead and Mugman again? Or is their friendship doomed to go up in flames? Tune in next week for answers to these questions in one of the most adventurous episodes of The Bendy Straw Show yet! All Bottled Up!"