One of the few adults closest to Bendy other than The Devil is Henchman. He's been there for him since the beginning. Pushing his stroller through the underworld, feeding him, bathing him, playing with him. One of their favorite things to do together was listen to the radio.

"Blanket!" Bendy said.

"Duh, check!" Henchman replied as he lays down the blanket on the floor.

"Popcorn!"

"Check!"

"Radio!"

"Check!"

"Underwear!"

"Che-... Uh, wait. We don't wear underwear."

Bendy snickered. Henchman soon laughs along.

"Good one little boss," Henchman said.

"Thank you, Henchman," Bendy said. The little devil taps on the mirror and an image of the stage appears while Henchman tunes the radio. The announcer's voice can be heard.

"Roll the Dice with King Dice will begin in five minutes,"

"He's so great," Bendy said. "I hope I get to dance on stage like that someday,"

"I've seen you dance on that stage the boss set up," Henchman said.

Bendy shrugs. "Yeah, but it's always in front of devil imps who just nap the whole time... and you. I want a fresh audience." He grabs a gumball and starts chewing it. "But dad won't let me up in the surface world."

"You know he has his reasons. You just gotta wait a little longer than you can go anywhere you want." Henchman said placing a hand on Bendy's shoulder.

"You really think so,"

"I bet my wings on it!"

Bendy smiles. "Thank you, Henchman,"

"Live from beautiful Inkwell City...it's everyone's favorite game show, Roll the Dice! Featuring your master of ceremonies, King Dice!"

Bendy and Henchman sit on the blanket watching the mirror as the show starts. The radio is being used as a stereo. The little devil blows a bubble.

"Careful with that, little boss. Don't want it to stick to your fur," Henchman said.

Bendy sucks the bubble back and gets an idea for it later.

Three weeks later...

"You made it to the show, okay?" Henchman asked while on the phone.

"Yes, Henchman. I'm in the box seat right now." Bendy replied on the other end and in his kitten disguise.

"I'm so happy the boss is letting you see the show live. Have a great time. But don't eat too much junk food while you're up there or you'll spoil your dinner."

"Of course not, Henchman," Bendy said.

"Good, I'll pick you up after the show. Bye,"

"Bye," Bendy hangs up the phone and then snaps his fingers. An usher comes up. "Yeah, I'll have two hot dogs, popcorn, french fries, root beer, some ice cream..."

The announcer begins the intro. "Live from beautiful Inkwell City...it's everyone's favorite game show, Roll the Dice! Featuring your master of ceremonies, King Dice!"

The band of cards start playing and King Dice dances across the stage while scatting.

"All right. All right. Let's jump right in!" King Dice said. "Who will be the first lucky contestant to Roll the Dice? Will it be..."

A spotlight goes around over the audience until it stops over the Telephone.

"You!"

Telephone gives a happy "Yay!"

"It's your lucky day, sir. Get on up here and Roll the Dice." King Dice said as Telephone hops to the stage.

Telephone reaches out to hug the host, but he is stopped. "N'ah ah. Don't touch. Now, all you gotta do is make it through three rounds, then you get to enter the mystery prize room. First up, Name That Tune!"

He conducts the band to play a song.

"Little Brown Jug," Bendy quietly answered while eating a hot dog.

"Ah! "Little Brown Jug"!" Telephone answered.

"Correct!" King Dice said. "Now, on to the trivia round! Which is the only mammal that cannot jump?"

The telephone thinks about it for a second before answering. "Hmm... The elephant."

"Correct!" King Dice said.

The audience cheered and jumped with excitement. Except for the two elephants.

"Show-offs." The male elephant said bitterly while crossing his arms.

"Now, for the final game." King Dice said. "All you gotta do is Roll the Dice!" A stand with two giant dice is rolled on stage. "Roll any number and you'll go to the mystery prize room."

Bendy just rolled his eyes and laid back against his seat. The little devil finds this the most boring part of an otherwise entertaining show.

Telephone spins the dice, and it lands on twelve. Confetti rained down on a happy Telephone.

"We have a winner!" King Dice announced. "You are one lucky phone! Now, off you go to the mystery prize room! We'll be right back." He winks at the audience.

Telephone hops into the mystery prize room and the door closes behind him.

"Hello?" he said.

The room was empty save for a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and... a furnace? The little gate of the furnace opens. Inside was a roaring fire and a clear tub that started sucking. Worry overcame Telephone and he tries to leave but the door was locked. Suddenly, his soul flies out and is sucked into the tube. The telephone, now grey, falls through a trap door and lands in an alley.

King Dice walked up to the box seat doors. He finds Bendy laying back in his seat practically surrounded by junk food.

"Enjoying the show, kid?" King Dice asked.

Bendy sits upright hearing the host's voice. He turns to face him. "That's "boss" to you mister." He said.

"Oops. Sorry, I mean little boss." Dice teased. "How's the slow descent into tummy aches?"

"How's your slow descent into unemployment?"

"Okay okay." King Dice said putting up his hands in surrender. "Boss. So, about the live show."

"It's good. Although, that last challenge gets kinda boring..."

"Can't be helped. It is Roll the Dice after all. It gets the crowd excited, and every win is a win for Big D."

"Uh hu."

The announcer calls out. "Now, we return to your favorite radio game show, Roll the Dice!"

"Well, duty calls." King Dice said. "See you later, little boss."

Bendy rolls his eyes. "Never meet your heroes they say." He said before sipping his root beer.

King Dice comes back on stage. "Who will be our next lucky contestant?"

Just then, a car tire busts into the building followed by Cuphead and Mugman. The spotlight shines over Cuphead.

"You! You're the next contestant on Roll the Dice!" King Dice announced.

Cuphead excitedly runs to the stage and hugs Dice's leg.

Bendy looks down and, once seeing Cuphead on stage, spits out all the root beer he just drank and starts coughing. "What's he doing here?" he wondered.

"Welcome to the show!" King Dice said. "Now, let go of my leg and tell us a little bit about yourself."

Cuphead grabs the mic. "My name is Cuphead, I like roller coasters, and hot dogs, and tilt-a-whirl, and hot dogs, and flying swings and hot dogs, and throwing up on roller coasters in that order!"

King Dice takes the mic back. "What a lovely introduction. I–"

Cuphead takes the mic back. "Wow! I can't believe I'm standing next to THE King Dice! You're way shorter in person."

The audience laughs at the remark and Dice takes the mic back.

"What's he doing here?" Bendy wondered again.

"Wait," Cuphead said. "Everyone in town can hear this, right?"

"That's right. First..."

Cuphead grabs the mic from King Dice and makes a raspberry. "That's for you, Jimmy! And you know what for. So, you're an entertainer, right? I'm kind of entertaining too. I got a joke for you. These two cannibals are eating a clown, and, uh... Wait. How did it go? Uh... Wait."

Bendy gets worried. 'If Cuphead competes, he'll lose his soul. And he won't be as fun to mess with if he's soulless, right?' Bendy thinks about playing with a soulless Cuphead and... nope, not as fun.

Meanwhile, Dice realizes that this cup is the same one that The Devil wants to get.

King Dice grabs the mic back from Cuphead. "Now, a quick word from our sponsor. We'll be right back." He runs off leaving Cuphead on stage.

Bendy gets up, gets out of the box seat room, and searches for Dice. He finds him on the phone. He hides and listens.

In the Underworld, The Devil is relaxing in a bubble bath with slices of cucumber over his eyes.

Henchman hands him a telephone. "Uh, hey, boss. Phone call." He said.

The Devil frowns but grabs the phone anyway. "Urgh. This better be important." He said.

"It's your number one calling," Dice said.

"Who?"

"Very funny..."

Bendy smirks. He can't hear the other line, but he knows it's his father.

"Oh yes, Dice. Is Bendall alright up there?"

"He's fine and he's loving the show."

Bendy rolls his eyes.

"Uh huh." The Devil said. "Look, I'm very busy so if you have nothing better to report then I'm just gonna-"

"Just a minute Big D, I was calling to let you know I just captured someone you might be interested in. A certain... cup?"

The Devil sits up and the cucumber slices fall off his eyes. "You actually have him?" he asked.

"Just sit back, relax, and I'll deliver his soul directly to you."

"And this is why you're my number one. Oh, and number one?"

"Yes?"

"I hate disappointment." The Devil said before hanging up the phone.

As King Dice goes back to the stage, Bendy sneaks back into the box seat and thinks.

"Okay, pros and cons to saving Cuphead," Bendy said to himself. "Pro; I get to keep playing with the cups. Less bored. Con; Dad will get really mad at King Dice. Might even take away the show. Hmmm,"

King Dice walks on stage. "And we're back! First up, you need to-"

Cuphead grabs the mic. "Name That Tune!" he called out.

Dice smiles as he takes back the mic. He conducts the band to play a song. They play Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.

"Oh no," Bendy said.

Cuphead thinks for a moment. "Oh, that's too easy. It's... Wait. I know this. Hmm... "Sprinkle, Sprinkle, Mr. Car"?"

"What?" Bendy asked taken aback.

Elder Kettle is listening to the show back at the cottage. "Sprinkle, Sprinkle, Mr. Car"?! Come on!" he shakes his radio.

"No." King Dice said calmly.

"Hmm, then I better use my helpline. My brother, Mugman, is the smartest person I know." He points to his brother in the audience.

As soon as the spotlight shines on him, Mugman freezes up.

"Well, it appears your helpline is frozen in terror." King Dice said.

"Oh, right. Mugman's got really bad stage fright. Aw, nuts! I guess I lose." Cuphead starts walking away.

"Maybe he doesn't need my help," Bendy wondered.

The band starts playing "For He's A Jolly Good Fellow" but Dice signals them to stop.

King Dice pulls the cup back on stage. "Since your helpline was frozen in terror, you should get another chance. Shouldn't he, folks?"

The audience cheered and clapped.

King Dice leans close to Cuphead and whispers. "What's the name of your favorite song?" Cuphead whispers back. "Beautiful." King Dice replied. He goes to the band and whispers something before going back to Cuphead. "Okay, Cuphead. Name this tune."

The band starts playing a tune.

"But you just asked me my favorite song," Cuphead said.

"Which song?" King Dice asked.

"The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze?" Cuphead answered.

"Correct!" King Dice announced.

"That piece of-!" Bendy said. "I won't let Dice get Cuphead. He is my plaything and no one's taking him from me." He runs out of the box seat room and melts his body down to sneak past security and gets backstage.

"And now, on to the–" King Dice said before being cut off by Cuphead taking the mic.

"Trivia round!" Cuphead said.

King Dice takes the mic back. "Isn't he great, folks?"

While Dice asks the trivia question Bendy finds a wrench and the giant dice stand. He climbs up the stand and starts messing with the pipe that holds the dice up. Suddenly, the stand is pulled up to the stage. Thinking fast, Bendy grasps one of the dice with the wrench between his teeth.

The audience clap after Cuphead answers the trivia question.

"Now, it's time to Roll the Dice!" King Dice said. "Roll any number and go straight to the mystery prize room. Literally, any number. It's basically impossible to lose."

"And then I'll get what's coming to me!" Cuphead said.

"Couldn't have said it better myself." King Dice replied. A sinister smile on his face.

Bendy knows that if he moves now, he'll be exposed, but if he doesn't move, he'll be spinning with the dice and then exposed. He feels Cuphead move the dice slightly, he gets ready for the spin-

"Wait!" Cuphead suddenly shouts. "I remember how the joke goes!" He takes King Dice's mic and walks away from the dice stand. "Two cannibals are hanging out eating their lunch, which is a clown, you see? 'Cause, they're cannibals. And one cannibal says to the other cannibal "Does this taste funny to you?"

The crowd laughs and no one notices the black mass slipping away from the dice.

Cuphead snaps his finger and winks at the audience. "We'll be right back." He said.

"No! We are not going to break!" King Dice shouts. He picks up Cuphead and places him back with the dice. "Roll the Dice!"

The people chant. "Roll the Dice! Roll the Dice!"

Cuphead places his hands on the dice. "Watch this." He said before spinning them.

The dice spin so hard and fast before they suddenly pop off the stand and shatter after hitting the ground.

King Dice looks on in shock before falling to his knees and picking up tiny fragments of the dice. "How?" he said.

"Aw, dang it. I guess I lost." Cuphead said.

"Oh, that's actually a good thing," Dice said. "When the dice shatter, you go directly to the mystery prize room, yay! In you go." He tries to push Cuphead into the prize room.

"Hey! He lost!" Elephant said in the audience. "He's not supposed to get a prize."

"This show is rigged!" Female Elephant exclaimed.

The audience starts booing.

"You shut up!" Dice exclaimed back. "Get in there!"

The audience kept booing.

"Rigged?" Cuphead said before he 'hmphed' and walked off the stage. He grabs a frozen Mugman and carries him under his arm. "Come on, Mugsy. Let's leave with our dignity intact." He walks up the stairs.

"No! You have to win!" King Dice exclaimed. He breaks a piece of the set, "You're going in that room one way or another." He charges for Cuphead, but suddenly the tire that the brothers chased into the building suddenly bounced on stage, knocks Dice down, and rolls the brothers out of the building.

Bendy chuckles from behind the prop before he melts down and slips away.

Dice slowly gets up before he hears a familiar ding. He turns his head and sees the Devil's elevator. Henchman steps out of the elevator.

"Uh, Boss wants to see ya," Henchman said.

Dice sighs defeatedly.

"Hi Henchman," Bendy said as he walks up to the elevator.

The tire takes Cuphead and Mugman back to the kettle cottage. Kettle steps outside, looking annoyed.

"It's "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"!" Kettle yelled.

In the elevator, Henchman, Bendy, and King Dice are going down to the underworld.

Henchman looked particularly excited to see the celebrity while Dice looked worried. Probably because his career is in jeopardy.

"Uh, gee, Mr. King Dice, sir, I know this is a little bit awkward, but, um, could I get your autograph?" Henchman asked.

"Not the time," Dice said.

"There may not be another time after this," Bendy said.

As soon as the door opens Dice steps out looking confident. "Hey-hey! Oh, um..." His confidence is dashed though once he looks around the intimidating throne room. "You're way over there." He walks down to the throne.

Along the way, there is fire burning, tall columns, and three tapestries depicting The Devil in three different forms. The throne was facing away from Dice.

"Done some redecorating, I see. Uh..." King Dice said, sweat droplets around his head. "Say, um, how..."

"So, Dice," The Devil cuts in. "you know Henchman, don't you?"

Henchman waves. "Hi!"

"Yeah. I know Henchman." Dice replied.

"He's a big fan of your show. Never misses an episode."

King Dice gulps nervously. "Is... is that a fact?"

"He was telling me that tonight, you had your first loss. Ever."

"Look, I can explain!"

"Silence!" The Devil exclaimed. His throne turned around, but he wasn't there.

"We should go," Henchman whispered to Bendy patting his back.

"No. I want to watch this." Bendy whispered back not taking his eyes off the scene.

The Devil reappeared behind King Dice who screamed at the sight of the underworld king.

"You had him right in the palm of your hand!" The Devil yelled at Dice. He picks the host up telekinetically with the pitchfork. "I am very, very disappointed!"

King Dice flew his arms around as he floated. "Give a second chance to your number one!" he pleaded.

The Devil drops Dice on his face. "You are no longer my number one." The Devil said. "And you will not be hosting your precious little show."

"But if I'm not hosting, then who?" Dice asked.

A loud burp cuts through the air. The two turn around and see Bendy looking winded.

"Henchman!" The Devil exclaimed.

"Duh that wasn't me, boss," Henchman said.

Bendy lets out another burp.

Henchman smells the air. "Little boss... why do your burps smell like hot dogs and root beer?" he asked in suspicion.

Bendy tries to think of an excuse. "I... I was just- uh... Say, dad!" He runs to the Devil. "I know who can run the show."

Later...

The announcer declares at the show. "Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight's master of ceremonies, the Henchman!"

"Break a leg Henchman," Bendy said backstage.

Henchman steps on the stage wearing a tight-fitted purple jacket.

"Uh, hi! Time to Roll the D... Whoa!" Henchman trips and falls into a tuba.

Bendy shrugged. "Close enough," he said.