《Angels Can Be Bad Too (Bendy X Alice fan fiction)》Chapter 3
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There was a sudden silence over the workshop. There was the small hum of the ink machine, but Alice assumed it was Bendy messing around. Then, Alice reminded herself that he was mad. Or, as Henry like to put it, in one of his moods.
Alice looked around, her eyes darted around the small space she called her room. She felt as if she was not alone. "H-Hello?" She asked, as a shadow dashed across the room. She whimpered in fear as the only candle in her room whent out. She screamed, only to have a hand placed onto her. "Shhh." The voice said. Alice stoped, and bit the hand. "Ow!" Bendy said. He narrowed his eyes at her. "That hurt! You have fangs or something?" Alice shook her head, eyes wide. "Alice....I'm sorry. I blew my top and scared you...I don't ever want to scare you." He looked as if he were going to say more, but he didn't. "It's okay Bendy." Alice replied, smiling at her little demon. "Listen, Henry, Sammy and Joey are sleeping. Boris is as well. Why don't you go to your room and just, sleep." Bendy rocked back and forth on his feet. "Can't I sleep with you? I mean...I don't want to see Joey for awhile and you are the furthest from him." Alice giggled. "Sure. Here." She moved over out of her bed and let Bendy sleep on it.
As soon as his head hit the pillow, he fell asleep, snoring softly. 'Holy freckled Jesus.' Alice thought, smiling. She placed her friendly kiss on his forehead and pulled a blanket over him. She then walked to a corner and placed Ink where she could sleep, and she did.
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The morning came when Henry and Sammy knocked on Alice's door. "Alice! Joey has a surprise for you! See if you can wake up Bendy because he isn't answering his door." The boys said in unison. Alice stured, her eyelids heavy with sleep. She had that same nightmare. It got more real by the night, and with the distention between Bendy and Joey growing day after day, the nightmare was slowly becoming real. Alice shiverd in the cold. She looked up at where Bendy should have been sleeping, but instead there was only a note.
'Alice,
Don't get worried. I went to talk to Joey.
~Bendy'
Alice smiled and placed the note in her pocket. She opened her door and smiled. "He's around here..I'm coming!" She replied walking with the boys.
"Alice." Joey said, turning to her, smiling. Bendy sat in a chair, grinding his teeth at something Alice could not see. "What's up?" Boris asked Bendy. The dancing demon simply pointed. Boris, who was slightly taller than Alice could see. Joey waved him down. "Boris, Bendy, Alice. We have created a new character. His name is Aaron. He will be for Alice." Alice glowed at the thought of having someone for herself.
Joey moved back and showed a tall being who had small cat ears and a face kind of like Boris's, except with out the muzzle. He wore cloths like a prince. There, on top of his head was a halo. "Oh yeah, he's an angel." Joey said as a side note. Alice ran over to Joey and hugged him. "Thank you! Thank you! Tank you!" She exclaimed. Aaron blinked at Alice. Clearly he was impressed. "Joey. Thank you for being me to life." Aaron said getting up. Alice looked over at him and hugged him. He smiled and pulled her arm away. "Come on! You have to show me around." The male exclaimed. Alice nodded and pulled him out of the room.
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Bendy stood up after they were done. He narrowed his eyes at Joey before sulking out of the room. He could hear Henry say to Joey quietly, "What's his problem? It's not like he liked Alice anyway."
Bendy gritted his teeth at this. He wanted nothing more than to slap Aaron and hold Alice in his arms. Bendy laughed at himself. "Your just being stupid." He said, but really he knew. He loved Alice and he would do ANYTHING to keep her his.
Even if that meant killing Aaron
// Okay well, this is done! I have decided to put Aaron in here because the plot needed a little more than just the main characters. I based this off a Role Play my friend and I did. Honestly, it sounded like a good fanfic so here I am!!
-// One more note. THEY HAVE TEE SHIRTS OF BENDY AND THE INK MACHINE AT HOT TOPIC! HOLY FREAK!
//// I'm wearing one (of Alice) right now.
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