Seriously, why is dying my hobby ever since I came back here!? I'd rather die being killed by the ink demon back there than having to interact with Sammy, because I know very well that he was stingy, and he still is. He crawls closer to me, who just got up from the floor, dead is the best word to describe me right now.
Sammy has always been so grumpy for no reason, and I don't like it; I really wish he wasn't like that. But he's got a bright heart shining like a diamond, and I guess he just don't like showing it, just from his habit of telling me to rest from work proves my point, doesn't it?
"Uh, my ink dripped on your cheek" he told me, wiping the ink off my cheek gently, but he ended up smudging them, so I guess I just need to wipe it myself. The ink-covered man; Sammy proceeds to smile from his half-masked face, which is pretty crappy, judging from his grumpy attitude.
Yeah, he has never really liked smiling, so seeing him smile is just too weird for me. So, why would he be smiling right now? To comfort me? to scare me? to make a fool of himself? Neither sounds nice, I feel like drowning, really want to leave this situation.
"So um, how has it been going lately?" I tried to put up a small talk with meaningless topic; something I don't really care. I've always been awful in small meaningless conversation, I talk only in needed times, so keeping up small talk is harder than drawing little cartoons.
But he only stares at me as if it's weird, as if the fact that he smiled isn't weird too "No" he answered vaguely, I'm not sure what he meant, what he's disagreeing to, or what he doesn't want to do. I hate it when he gives me the vague talk, does it seem like I understand what he's talking about? At least tell me what you meant, elaborate it so I can understand what you meant.
I remember when he'd give the musicians in the music department orders that is absurdly confusing, but then proceeds to get mad when they did it wrong. The fact that they did it wrong is justified because he was vague about it, and he'd say "Fine, I'll give you more explanation on it" then proceeds to do it again.
"What? What does that supposed to mean" I asked carefully, watching my tone to make sure I don't sound rude "No, just no, I don't want to talk about it" he explains with a firm tone, at least that explains a thing or two, right? He really hasn't changed, his attitude, his tone, his… everything, it's just his appearance; he's covered in ink like a mud.
Huh, if he stays the same, then does that mean he is still loyal to Joey? If that's the case, then trying to break free from the studio would take another story path. He's always been a goody two shoes, he'd just do the work and interact with Joey the most, even though he'd snap at him like the usual way he'd talk.
"How are you to Joey?" I decide to just ask it out, because I know that I can't answer it all myself. I'm really curious, is he still loyal to Joey after all of… that?
He stares, with a hint of concern on his face "I've been too busy on pleasing the lord, and can't you see what he did to me? what do YOU think?" he asked, indirectly telling me that the answer is obvious. Oh, right, he wouldn't have the time to deal with Joey if he's still busy on praising the ink demon.
"Why do you even care?" he asked, with obvious annoyance on his tone, as he looked away, and I don't really like it. He'd lock an eye contact, as if thinking of something to make it "not weird" which it has never been weird.
"Well, is it wrong for me to care? We're colleagues, and I left you, I'm just worried that things might have gone wrong ever since I left" I looked away, I know well the things between me and the others are ruined already, so it's quite obvious that they might hate me.
He turns at me, with anger, I can't really red his expression due to his ink-covered face, but I know very well he's furious "Oh? Now you're saying that you care, after what has happened because you left us? I've suffered enough from Joey after you left us!" he yelled, pushing me off. Oh, so this is what it's all about.
"I-" I stopped, I know very well the chance to change what has happened to them all after I left is thin, I don't even know what happened. But that doesn't mean I can't change it, I want to fix the consequences of my actions, and Joey's, of course.
"I'll try my best to save you all, just tell-" I was cut off "Oh!? No! I bet you won't even bother listening to me explaining the whole situation!" He yelled, while he raised a hand; he was seriously about to slap me. Damn, this fella has never changed.
"What's… going on…?" a voice was heard beside us; the voice was awfully familiar that it hurt so bad. It sounds like something that's a part of my life, Bendy. Sammy and I quickly turn to the voice, and… it IS Bendy, but he looks like a cartoon, I thought we need a soul to possess a toon if we want it to look cartoon? Whose soul is it, is my only question right now.
My view shifted to Sammy; I know he's got something to do with this. He noticed me staring at him, he anxiously turns to me and says "I can explain, Henry, just let me explain" with tons of stuttering, his ink slightly melting down, as a sign that he's in distress.