Hello, guys! I wanted to thank you for all of the support on this and I didn't expect for this story to really get off of the ground or anything. This is probably where I try to reintroduce the one flaw that Bendy has because he's a demon and what can you say? In this, he's mad at Joey! And I'll let you figure out the rest. Anyway, after this chapter, I'm putting up an IMPORTANT author's note. Just telling you now so be prepared. Back to reading because these are boring details and who likes reading boring details?!

Waking up in the grass, you felt refreshed. Birds sang, grass all around, and a demon staring intently from the sidelines with those Pacman eyes. Of course, he was still adorable but seemed more cautious than ever.

"Morning, Bendy... What's got you acting like this?" you asked stretching to get ready for your day.

Rather than responding, Bendy plucked something from the ground. Another bullet. You shuddered as you recognized it from the day before. "The gun... How do you always find the bullets?! But more importantly, they came back?!"

"Yep. At first, I thought it was an illusion, but that wasn't the case. They tried to fire once, they missed, and then they ran off some place," he explained.

You hugged your knees and thought about it. Finally, you replied. "I want to go see Joey..."

The surprise in his voice was astounding. You thought that you just told him that you lit the fuse to a bomb that would destroy the world. "YOU WANT TO SEE THE TRAITOR?!"

"Yes."

Just the thought of Joey made him clench his fists. He could feel his heart rate leap to a triple digit number. He finally spat out the obvious question. "Why?! After everything he did to the both of us, you want to see him?!"

You ignored his anger and calmly watched the wind gently blow the grass. It helped you think. "It's the only way I can repay you."

Bendy's anger melted away into yet more confusion. "Repay me? How? Also, what have I done that needs to be repaid? I literally haven't done anything besides try living some life for once. Joey's not going to be able to solve anything. If anything, he's only going to make more problems for the both of us!"

"Maybe, but I need to know something! I need to know if I can fix it! I'll never unsee what I saw until I undo everything that Joey originally did!" you shouted.

Joey's dark, deceiving eyes leaped through Bendy's mind. Suddenly, an idea sparked in his eyes. An evil plan up his sleeves. A larger grin slowly crawled onto his face and his eyes gleamed with the sweet thought of his revenge. "Honestly, I have no idea what you're talking about, but why should I care?! After all, I'm sure there's bound to be something there that'll ease your mind. After all, we all have friends to keep us from going crazy, right? So, it would make sense that I did you this one favor...," Bendy said sounding extremely sly.

It was easy to tell that Bendy wasn't simply allowing you to go visit Joey. You could hear the scheme he was coming up with in his voice. You could see the evil plan he was making in his eyes. The truth of the matter was that he wasn't going to see Joey unless if he got his way. Being surprised was the last thing you were because you kind of expected him to act like that. However, you knew that if you rejected him of this opportunity, he would never take you to see Joey. So, instead of arguing, you nodded. "Thank you, Bendy... I still don't approve of murder... I just wanted to say in case... you wanted to not do that. I like you a lot more when you don't try to kill people."

Bendy was completely unphased by your words. He helped you once again to your feet with the evil expression still completely clear. "I know."

Walking the entire way back was quite the trip. Bendy finally seemed to calm down and became rather bored with the trip himself. To pass the time, you asked him to tell you about what his career as a cartoon was like. Having to be able to adjust to the situation, always having a witty one-liner, or just defying the laws of physics had to be hard work. The demon just sort of shrugged his shoulders like he just didn't really care.

"Being a cartoon is easy. We have a motto. Whether if you talk to an old cartoon or a new one, they'll all probably say the same things. 'You can do whatever you want just so long as you're having the time of your life'. The purpose behind it is that if you're off doing what makes you laugh or happy, then the audience is most likely laughing too. So, I just decided to be as crazy as possible to get me highest on the popularity list," Bendy explained.

Fascinated, you continued your interview. "Well, what were the animators like?"

"They were very lousy at their jobs! None of the animations were being finished on time and they wouldn't stop complaining behind Joey's back. It got really annoying after a while. Of course, that had to be expected. They did think Joey was crazy. I didn't believe them at the time, but now I know they were right all along," he finished thinking back to that recording of the two employees that you found on the wall back in the studio.

The sun was high in the sky by the time the both of you reached the retirement home. Bendy at this point figured that it would've been better if he followed out of sight. He said he could fit easily in an air vent due to his small size and because he was made mostly out of ink. You agreed and made your way inside.

After a swift conversation with the lady behind the desk, you were able to figure out the room number. Wandering around the halls was really quite the adventure itself. You were wondering if Bendy was watching you get lost. Maybe he was lost himself? You didn't know anymore. Finally, after fifteen minutes of wandering around, you found the room number. Room 126 on the second floor was what you stood before. Slowly, you knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock...

"Come in," a voice said from the other side. You recognized the voice instantly and you forced yourself to open the door. It slowly creaked as you looked in. All in all, the room itself wasn't too threatening. It was the plan that was probably going down in Bendy's mind that was.

"Um... Grandpa Joey?" you asked slowly.

The man was lying on a white bed and his eyes widened at the sound of your voice. If he was allowed to, he would have jumped up and taken you into his arms, but he couldn't. Your heartbeat raced like a herd of wild wildebeest. There in that room with the man who ruined everything that your childhood hero had. You approached.

"Why..., I can't believe it... I thought I'd never see you again. You must have taken my advice on not going back because... you're here."

Your hands shook and slowly your eyes dropped to the floor. Sucking in a breath, you asked what you came to figure out. "What happened to Boris...?"

He realized that, in fact, quite the opposite of what he said happened. You were only still alive because Bendy wanted you to live. If you weren't on his good side, he probably would've sent you on your way to visit Henry. That was the last thing you wanted.

"So..., you did go to see for yourself what happened there... It's a long story. You might want to sit down because I also have many questions for you," Joey explained. You sat on the chair at his bedside. Listening closely, he asked the obvious question. "How were you able to escape alive?"

Thinking about the question, you realized that the answer was extremely simple. "Bendy wanted me to stay there with him. He was alone there so long and we were friends those many years ago. He was just mad at you, Henry, and everyone who didn't at least try to understand him, so he wanted revenge. I was the only one he didn't want to end. If he killed me, he'd still be alone there in the animation studio. I think he wanted me to be there..."

Joey looked amazed by your story. He slowly exhaled. "That was very gutsy of you to return to that place. However, if you want to hear about Boris, you must promise not to tell Bendy anything. I know you're friends, but there's a lot that he didn't know. So many things..."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Just promise that he'll never know and my mind will be at ease!" Joey commanded. You jumped at his sudden change in volume so much that you had to nod. He was scary when he got like that. You could only imagine what Bendy was thinking. You didn't even know if he was there.

Joey settled back down with the sudden maniac look gone. He heaved a heavy sigh and looked around. "It was supposed to be an experiment. I wanted to be sure that Bendy would be a success, so I decided to start with Boris. At first, the construction of his body was going just fine, but then something happened. It took me six years to make one heart that could support life. I wrote down how to successfully make it. The heart was just fine and the brain was actually easy, it was the body that failed. Everything went wrong and I knew Boris was going to die anyway. I just had to make sure that all of my work wasn't for nothing... So I removed his heart completely and preserved it. I figured I could just make a new one! I could try again!" Joey stopped after he said this.

You were leaning forward trying to figure out everything that happened. So, Boris was the guinea pig? While you thought that playing with life was stupid, you couldn't help but think that it wasn't all Joey's fault. When Joey began speaking again, what he said changed everything in the story.

"I still had one heart... It could support life... So I used the heart I gave to Boris to support Bendy's life instead..."

Your blood froze. Bendy had Boris's, heart?! You could almost partially understand why Bendy was so dead set on killing Joey now. To give him the heart of his best friend just to let him live but let Boris die to do it? That was so wrong it was too hard to process it. Above you, a scream of anger and agony at the truth rang out. Every feeling in you flashed into fear and you jumped backward into a wall. The truth hurt. You could only imagine how Bendy felt. You didn't want to know what Bendy felt. Joey was horrified.

"Wh-Who was that?!" he demanded looking all around trying to find the source of the noise.

Shivering, you looked towards the air vent. A puddle of ink leaked out onto the floor and materialized into Bendy. Joey screamed in terror as he flung himself back against the end of his bed. Bendy took a step forward slowly. Black ink was gushing from his eyes. You could tell that he was on the edge of weeping. Ink splattered all over the floor.

"Bendy, I-" you said but he didn't hear. He could only stare at Joey with his ink flooding eyes. What really made it quite scary was that he was still grinning. "Why...?"

"B-Bendy! H-How did you-"

"WHY...?"

With every why he took a few more steps forward. Everyone could hear their hearts pounding. You wondered if Bendy was thinking about it being Boris's heart ringing in his ears. Faster, faster, faster it went. The tension levels rose only higher like pressure in a gauge.

"Bendy... No... Please don't do what you tried to do last time! Please don't do what you did last time!" Joey screamed.

"WHY, JOEY...? I had thought I could let it go... For (y/n), I would never kill again, but now...? Would she understand if I sliced your head off with an axe? If I drowned you in ink like Henry? If I suffocated you with my own hands?!" Bendy demanded.

"Bendy, don't-!" you yelled, but once again he didn't seem to hear.

"You just don't get that this hurts! It hurts too much! This needs to stop! I don't want to do this, but if it means avenging Boris... If it means finally being free of everything! I'll kill you... I'll kill you here and now... I'll do it! I don't want to! Oh, how I don't want to! But for you, it's completely worth doing!" he announced. The jet black ink was flooding over his eyes and face to the point where you could only see the evil, deathly grin.

You shook your head almost in terror. Joey gave one more feeble attempt. "No! Please don't! You're making a mistake!"

"Making no mistake, Joey! This is my victory! This is my life! You gave it to me, so I should be free to do what I want with it!"

Bendy raised his hand ready to drown Joey for his wrongdoings. Finally, it became too much for you. You couldn't allow him to kill your grandfather even if Joey had a twisted soul. You rushed forward without thinking and wrapped your arms around him tightly to restrain him. Everyone in the room froze except for you. Every muscle and bone in your body were shaking. Despite your fears, you didn't let go.

"(Y/N)..., let go... Please..."

"I won't... I can't let you do this... Not even Joey deserves this. Let's go back... and forget this even happened. I don't want to simply sit here and watch him die! You can't do this! And I'm not going to let go until you promise!" you shouted at him.

Silence dominated words. The room became overwhelmingly hot. The rapid beating of your heart only made you tremble more. It was like in a movie when one of the characters goes out of control and someone else has to stop them. However, the moment extended from seconds to minutes. You couldn't hear a sound. Maybe Bendy was slowly choking to death on words he couldn't even bring himself to say. It felt like your embrace stopped time. Black ink still ran down the sides of his face. It felt like a burden just to breathe.

"It's... going to be over soon. You'll never have to feel this again... Because I'll make sure of it, and I want to fix what he did. I'm going to do the impossible."

"What do you mean by that...?" he asked.

"I think... I know how to bring him back. Without Joey's help."

...

A distant sound outside the window seemed to wake him up from his trance. A robin chirped and flew away into the distance completely unaware of what happened. Heaving a sigh, he rested his hand on yours. "Fine... If that's what you want..., I'll do it... It's hard to reject my violent nature, but for you, I'll do it."

Gently, you released him from your trap and he rubbed the ink off of his face. Joey was still terrified and you were still breathing hard, but most of the tension was gone. You turned to Joey. "We'll be leaving now..."

Bendy cast one final hostile look towards Joey and then left without a word. Out in the hallway, he looked towards the floor. "I guess I'm not your adorable little Bendy anymore, huh?" he asked.

"Don't kid yourself. I don't hold it against you. If it were me, I'd be mad too. You may be a little rough around the edges, but you'll always be my adorable little Bendy."

You weren't sure, but you could've sworn he was blushing. 'Heh,' you thought to yourself. 'Maybe a little bit too adorable when not wanting to kill someone'.