Henry groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. He tried to move his hands up, but something was preventing his arms from moving. His eyes opened wider and quickly realized that he was tied up with rope. He was still standing, and he turned his head and realized he was tied to a metal beam.

The man tried to recall what happened before he got knocked out. Let's see... he was going somewhere.

The abandoned warehouse! To get to the ink machine.

"That damn machine..." Henry said. He looked up and saw said machine ahead of him... along with a small campfire, and a weird ritualistic-looking circle painted on the floor around him. "What the hell is going on here?" he wondered.

Suddenly, Henry sensed that he wasn't alone. He heard squishy footsteps behind him and then he stepped into view.

"We meet again, little sheep," Sammy said as he held an axe in his hands.

Hours Earlier...

Shortly after Christmas, Cuphead and Mugman went to see Herny Stein at the rental house.

They were in the garage when the underworld elevator arrived. The doors opened and Bendy stepped out dragging a box out. The elevator left and the four opened the box.

"Behold, dancing demon memorabilia and film reels," Bendy said. "Everything is authentic."

"Ooooh," Cuphead said as he dug through the stuff.

Henry pulled out one of the film reels. It was labeled 'Hell in a Hand Basket'.

"I remember this one," he said.

"It's so neat that you got all this stuff with your name and face on it," Mugman said after he unrolled a poster.

"And he's own cartoon series. I wish I had one." Cuphead said.

"A cartoon about a cup kid. Who would watch that?" Mugman asked.

"You'd probably be surprised," Henry said. "Trust me, I've been in the animation business a long time."

"You still animating?" Bendy asked.

"Yeah," Henry said. "After the army and the war, Linda and I settled down in California, and I found a studio willing to hire me. I've been working there ever since."

"How's the boss there?" Bendy asked.

Henry smiled. "Nice guy. A little impatient at times but nothing I can't handle." He said. "Okay, you boys get the popcorn and I'll set up the projector," he said as he held up the film reel.

"Okay," the boys said.

A Few Minutes Later...

The four were eating popcorn and watching the cartoon projected on a tarp against the wall. Bendy did a little dubbing as the episodes played. The boys laughed while Henry watched in amused silence.

Henry didn't think he'd ever see one of these again. Then again, last year he didn't think he'd see Bendy again either but here they were now, laughing, getting along. Making up for the time they lost after he was drafted. Henry still doesn't know the full extent of what Joey did all those years ago. He didn't read that book, and he didn't want to pry it out of the little devil. What he did know was that he didn't want it to be repeated. With Joey's book back in the Underworld and Sammy's disappearance, there seemed to be one thing left. The ink machine. It's a stretch, but Henry couldn't help but worry what would happen if anyone tried to use it again.

An hour later, Henry took the boys back home in his car due to the snow falling outside.

Bendy sat in the back with the brothers. "So Henry, where you off to after this?" he asked.

"Nowhere in particular, just getting you boys back to the cottage," Henry said.

Bendy hummed. "And you thought you needed your axe for the trip?" he asked before he pointed out the fire axe Henry had set on the passenger seat.

"This is just my emergency axe. I meant to put it in the trunk. You never know what you need if a snowstorm comes in. Trees, ice, weirdos."

The little devil eyed the man suspiciously before moving back to his seat.

Henry didn't feel good lying to Bendy, but he knew if he told him his intention of damaging the ink machine the little devil would jump at the chance to join him. The man wanted to do this as quickly and as quietly as possible.

They soon reached the cottage. Cuphead, Mugman, and Bendy stepped outside the car and went through the fence.

"Thanks for the ride, Henry," Cuphead said.

"Yes, thank you," Mugman said.

"See you later, Henry," Bendy said.

Henry waited until the boys went inside the cottage before he drove the car back towards the city. But he didn't stop in the city, he drove towards the docks, and to the large, dilapidated warehouse where the ink machine was kept. He put on his coat, grabbed the fire axe, and walked to the warehouse.

There was a chain link fence around the warehouse, but Henry soon found a corner of the fence pulled up. He went under the fence and went into the building through an opening.

"Okay, just gotta break the machine and get out without being spotted," Henry whispered to himself. "Am I forgetting anything?"

"You need a light?" came a young voice and brought up a camp lantern.

"Yeah, thanks," Henry said before he grabbed the handle. Then he looked down to his side and saw Bendy standing next to him. He gasped. "Bendy!"

"What's up, pal?" the little devil asked casually.

"When did you—? How did—...?" Henry asked before he took a deep breath. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I knew you were lying back at the car, so after saying bye to the cups, I followed you here with the elevator," Bendy said. "And now that I know what you're up to, I want in."

"Bendy, you don't—"

"Henry!" Bendy interjected. "Wilson was going to use that machine to hurt my friends. Now I'm not leaving this building until that machine is in pieces." His eyes glowed a reddish-orange. "You wanna try and stop me?"

As much as he wanted to argue, Henry knew it would be fruitless at this point. "I do not," Henry said.

"Good answer," Bendy said before his eyes stopped glowing. "Besides, you might need some backup,"

"I hope I don't but alright, let's go," Henry said. "And stay close to me."

"Okay," Bendy said.

The warehouse had been filled up since the last time they were there. There were stacks of boxes everywhere and the holes in the ceilings were fixed.

"I wonder why they fixed the place up," Henry said as he walked with the little devil.

"Who knows," Bendy said.

"At least it's not snowing in here."

"Yeah, actually, it's kinda warm."

Henry stopped and took notice of the temperature. It was warm. Warm enough that he took off his coat and tied it around his waist.

Neither noticed that they had been spotted by someone. Sammy, Bendy's devoted masked stalker, watched the two from above on the boxes.

Bendy and Henry came to a fork in the path.

"Left or right?" Bendy asked.

"Let's go left," Henry said.

Just then a rat scurried across them. The man flinched.

"I hate rats," Henry said with a slight tremble.

"I'll catch it!" Bendy said before he chased after the rodent.

"Bendy no!"

The little devil stopped.

Henry caught up with Bendy. "We need to stay close. Maybe I could carry you," He said.

"I can walk. I'm not a baby, Henry," Bendy said.

"Bendy, someday you're gonna be too big to carry. Believe me, if I had someone who could carry me everywhere I'd take the chance."

The little devil hummed and stroked his chin. "Okay," He said.

Henry bent down and let the little devil climb into his arms. Bendy held out the lantern. As Henry walked, Bendy couldn't help but rest his head on the man's shoulder and let out a purr.

"I missed you when you left," Bendy said. "Both times."

"I missed you too," Henry said. "And I'm sorry again for how things went the first time. But at least we're making up for it."

"Yeah, nothing says bounding like planned destruction of private property."

Henry chuckled and Bendy joined in.

Seeing this moment of bonding and laughter between the man and the little devil, a pang of jealousy and hate welled up inside Sammy. 'He'll pay for this,' Sammy thought. The masked man pulled out a bottle with swirling black liquid inside.

"Distract the young lord while I deal with the man," Sammy whispered into the bottle.

He pulled his arm back before he threw the bottle away.

WOOSH

"Did you hear that?" Bendy asked.

CRASH

Henry and Bendy glanced at each other before the man paced toward the source of the crashing sound. The walk to the end of the building. They witnessed a large blob of ink forming arms, legs, empty eye sockets, and a large mouth.

The ink monster roared as it stood at least 10 feet tall with various objects sticking out of its body.

"What the hell is that?" Henry wondered.

Bendy flickered his tongue. "He smells like ink." He said. "Maybe he was left behind by Wilson?"

"But I thought everything Wilson made was destroyed."

The ink monster scratched its head.

"Oh please let me fight this thing!" Bendy pleaded as he took hold of Henry's shirt collar. "Please, please, please!"

"Are you sure you can take it?" Henry asked.

The ink monster took out one of the pieces of debris from his torso and ate it. Then it reappeared out of its chest. When the monster noticed, it pulled it out and ate it again.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Bendy said. He pulled out a pocket watch and handed it to Henry. "Time me. My record's three minutes and forty seconds." Then, without another word, the little devil hopped out of the man's arm and jumped on the ink monster. He kicked, punched, and slashed it with his claws.

The monster roared and grabbed Bendy by the bowtie.

"Bendy!" Henry exclaimed.

"Don't move, Henry! I got this." Bendy said reassuringly. Then he melted his body into a long snake form and used his tail to make the monster hit itself with its fist. "Why you hitting yourself? Why you hitting yourself?" he mocked.

The monster fell backward.

Henry couldn't hold back the chuckle. "What a goofball," he said.

THUNK

Henry felt a sharp pain when something hit the back of his head and he fell forward.

"Yeah! Take that!" Bendy exclaimed. "How am I doing on time Henry?" he asked. When no response came, Bendy looked up and saw that the man was gone. But his jacket was on the floor. "Henry?" he asked.

Now...

"We meet again, little sheep," Sammy said.

"S-Sammy?" Henry asked. "You're here too? Where's Bendy?"

"The young lord is still playing with the monster I let loose," Sammy said before he walked away.

"You're behind that monster? Where did you even get that thing?"

"I found it while I was protecting my lord from Wilson. That foolish old man thought he could defeat the little devil. Ha!" Sammy took out some candles, lit them with the campfire, and placed them around the circle. "I must say I was surprised to see you and my lord return to this place... but I was also a little moved."

"What are you doing, Sammy?" Henry asked as he struggled on the rope. "Untie me!"

"What am I doing? I am fulfilling my role as Bendy's loyal disciple." Sammy said. "I'm preparing to give him a sacrifice. I must have him remember me."

"Sacrifice?"

"That's right, little sheep," Sammy said after he placed the last candle. "I did this many times for Bendy when we were still at the studio together and even after that when the studio burned down."

"Y-you did?" Henry asked.

"Yes, I sacrificed many for his sake. He'd send me little messages, and I'd kill whomever he ordered me to. Because I care. I am loyal. And, unlike you, I never made him cry. Joey told me how upset you made my lord when you abandoned him." Sammy then slapped Henry tightly across the face.

Henry hissed from the pain and a handprint formed on his cheek.

"Before long I will return to his favor," Sammy said. "He will thank me and then he will set me free. Free from this hollow, black shell I call a body."

"Sammy, please, whatever this freedom is that you want, I'm sure Bendy will give you without sacrificing me. Bendy doesn't even like that stuff any—"

"QUIET!" Sammy interjected. "How dare you to presume that you know what my lord likes!? Only I can give my lord what he likes. I am his prophet! I am his disciple! I should be the one by his side, NOT YOU!"

Henry reeled back in shock.

Sammy took a deep breath. "But that hardly matters now." He said calmly. "Once he sees what I have done for him he will grant me my deepest desire, and all accounts will finally be settled."

"...I'm sorry you feel this way, Sam," Henry said.

"I don't need pity from a sheep," Sammy said before he wrapped cloth around Henry's mouth to gag him. "I just need you to die."

Henry huffed under the gag.

"Shh. Listen." Sammy whispered.

The sound of large footsteps could be heard, and they were getting louder.

"He is here," Sammy said. "Goodbye, my last sheep." He tenderly stroked Henry's swollen cheek, but the man pulled back. Sammy then walked away and hid himself behind a wall of wooden planks.

Henry tried to free himself from the ropes, but it was proving in vain all while he tried to suppress his trembling.

Sammy took out a megaphone and sang into it.

"Sheep, Sheep. It's time for sleep. Rest your head. It's time for bed.~ In the morning you may wake, or in the morning you'll be dead.~"

The footsteps were getting louder and there was a subtle growling sound.

"Hear me, Bendy! Arise and claim this tender sheep! I summon you now, my Dark Lord. Take my offering and grant me—!"

The ink monster appeared with a roar and Bendy was riding on his shoulder while holding a fishing pole with ham tied to the end with string.

"Will you shut up already!?" came Bendy's voice. "Hell's Bells Sammy, I can't even hear myself think with all your yakking. Shesh," The little devil then slid off the monster and untied the ham before tossing it to the monster. "Here you go, Big Steve. You earned it."

The ink monster, or Big Steve, plopped himself on the floor and began to eat the meat.

Bendy approached Henry and quickly cut the rope. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Henry pulled the gag off. "I'm alright." He said as he rubbed the back of his head. "Did you call that thing a name?" he asked. "And ham?"

"Yeah, Big Steve," Bendy said. "Turns out the guy was just hungry." He turned his attention to the monster and held his toes. "Weren't you? Weren't you hungry? You were cranky cause you wanted food, yes you were," he cooed.

"Um, Bendy?" Henry said.

"Yes?" the little devil said.

"Sammy?" Henry said as he pointed at the wooden planks.

"Right," Bendy said with an eye roll. "Sammy! Get your butt out here!"

The masked man stepped out of hiding with his hands behind his back and his mask facing the floor in shame.

"I am very, very disappointed in you Sammy." Bendy said. "Henry is not a sacrifice and I never asked for any sacrifices. Joey tricked you into doing that stuff thirty years ago. He lied to you to use you for himself."

Sammy lifted his head. "But he said—"

"I'm not finished!" Bendy interjected.

Sammy went quiet again.

"I didn't want those people to die. I never asked for any of it." Bendy said. "I didn't ask for what Joey did to you. Or Tom. Or Susie... Or Audrey." Black tears fell from the corner of his eyes. "Joey used us because he wanted to be immortal. He dealt with demon magic and cursed us all. And then? I killed him. Along with all those other people that day..." he wiped away the tears but more fell from his eyes. "At least I'm sure I did. I honestly don't remember too much cause the Ink Demon in my head won't let me. But I get flashes of their faces. Especially... Hers."

Bendy wiped away more tears as everyone watched him in silence.

"I'm sorry Sammy, but I just can't kill you," Bendy said. "it's not what Audrey would have wanted. And it's not what I want either. I'm sorry,"

Sammy just stood there, still, and silent, before he brought out an axe.

"I'm sorry too, my lord, but if you can't give me what I want. Then maybe the ink demon in you can," Sammy said as he slowly approached Bendy.

"W-what are you doing?" Bendy asked.

"I'm about to bring forth the Ink Demon," Sammy said before he raised his axe. He swung the blade down towards Bendy's head.

But Henry pulled out his axe and blocked the attack.

"Henry!" Bendy exclaimed.

"Bendy. Whatever happens, just stay calm," Henry said before he pushed Sammy back.

"BETRAYER!" Sammy yelled before he started to attack. "Everything I did, I did it for you!"

Henry fought Sammy back with his axe.

"All the blood I shed! All my devotion to you! And this is how you repay me!" Sammy yelled.

Henry swiped his axe towards Sammy's head and the mask fell off. The ink man covered his face.

"AH! No! Don't look at my face." Sammy said before he backed away.

Henry stepped closer.

"Henry, no!" Bendy shouted softly.

Sammy grabbed Henry's arm and pulled him down on his back.

Bendy gasped and emptied his pocket to find something that could help.

Henry froze when he saw Sammy's demon eyes and sharp teeth.

"And you!" Sammy yelled. "You lied to me! You said he'd free me." Sammy stood up and held up his axe. "Well, now I shall free you. Free you from your mortal body and send your soul to hell. Say hello to the big devil for me." he raised his axe. "Sheep, Sheep, Sheep. It's time... for sleep..."

SCHHRIP

Sammy dropped his axe to the side and looked down to see three sharp, black points impaled through his chest.

"M-my lord?" Sammy stuttered.

"Don't get your hopes up, Sam. This won't kill you, but you do need a time-out." Bendy said. "And I know just where to put you. Oh, Big Steve," he passed Sammy over to the ink monster.

Big Steve grabbed Sammy, pulled him off the pitchfork, and swallowed him down in one gulp.

"No! NO!" Sammy yelled before he was swallowed.

Big Steve wiped his mouth as Sammy kicked inside his belly. After a few seconds though the kicking stopped, and the monster stood up.

Bendy pocketed Sammy's mask before he helped Henry sit up.

"Thanks, Bendy," Henry said. "And... you too, Big Steve."

"Do you need a minute because I wanna break the machine already?" Bendy asked.

"You go ahead, I need a minute," Henry said.

"Okay," Bendy said as he draped Henry's jacket over his shoulders. "C'mon Big Steve, let's work up another appetite."

Big Steve gurgled in response before he walked with Bendy to the ink machine.

After a while, all three managed to disable the machine, took several important parts out, and let the ink monster eat them. Bendy sent Big Steve to the Underworld via the elevator with a note for his dad before leaving with Henry back to his place.

A Few Days Later...

Big Steve was sent to a pen where he would wait until The Devil figured out what to do with him. Eventually, Big Steve managed to expel Sammy from his body and the masked man was taken back into a special prison cell where he will remain until further notice.

As for the little devil...

Bendy was saying his goodbyes to his adult friends.

Henry and Linda had finished packing and put their bags in the car. Cuphead and Mugman were also there to see the Steins off.

Linda hugged Bendy tightly and kissed his forehead. "It was lovely meeting you, sweetie," she said.

"You too, Lin. Now could you... loosen your grip please," Bendy wheezed.

"Linda," Henry said before pulling Bendy out of his wife's hold.

"I'm sorry, but his just too cute not to squeeze," Linda said.

Henry hugged Bendy and the little devil hugged back with a purr.

"You'll write soon, right?" Bendy asked.

"I promise," Henry said. "And you write back too."

"Okay,"

"C'mon Henry, we don't want to miss the boat," Linda said.

"Just another second," Henry said.

Henry set Bendy down.

"Come back sometime?" Bendy said.

"Definitely, you and I are not done yet, little devil," Henry said.

Bendy chuckled.

Henry and Linda got in the car. The man waved at Bendy before he drove away to the docks.

Bendy waved back. "I will see you again," he said.

Cuphead and Mugman waved too.

The cup took the little devil's hand. "Wanna get some ice cream?" he suggested.

"Yeah," Bendy said as he wiped a black tear from his eye.

"Great, you're buying," Cuphead said.

"Cuphead..." Mugman said exhaustedly.

Bendy chuckled as he and his friends walked away.