“No no! Wait! I mean, yeah I’ll come with you. I mean if you want, not going force you to come with me if you feel safe here.”īoth of Bendy’s eyes shot open at that and he reached out to Henry. “Hey little buddy, I’ve decided we pack up and start trying to find a way out of here again. Bendy opened an eye and the string of Zs over his head vanished. He reached out and nudged Bendy’s small frame to wake him.
Henry had said he’d get them out of here and he meant it. Well they would never know if all they did was stay held up in this safe house for the rest of eternity. It had taken a while for him to accept Boris wasn’t like the other ink creatures they had encountered and he wondered if it would be the same if they met Alice or if he’d be more open to idea that maybe not everything in this studio wanted them dead. Henry wondered if there was a living version of Alice like there was with Boris and if there was how Bendy would react. Currently said toon was curled up on the plushies and hugging the Alice Angel one tight. They had found a few plush dolls of the characters around the studio and arranged them like a small bed on the shelf for Bendy. All of them were still trapped there.Īfter rubbing the sleep from his eyes he looked to the shelf build into the wall and gave a small smile at what he saw. He didn’t want to seem ungrateful Boris had done a lot to keep him safe and helped him recover from everything he’d been through since entering the studio, but that didn’t change the fact that he was still trapped here. He sighed and rolled out of the hammock Boris had set up for him.
Henry cracked his eyes open and was once again greeted by the ink stained ceiling of the studio.