You were a friend of Bendy, an unpopular opinion after all these... years down here. It's hard to remember who you are anymore, the cycle continues. Bendy comes, Bendy goes. You've been able to have the pleasure of having him as a sort of... guard dog. You've always been with him and he's soon been forced into a cutesier form recently, albeit it breaks and he transforms into the Ink Demon you know of. It's not too bad, now that you're able to feel safer with Bendy around, now that when he's calm he's bound into a cute lil cartoon body about half the size of you. It showed you something you'd never expect, though, how sweet he is when he's not... just kinda teeth. You can see his expressions now, and honestly, it's easier to figure him out.

Being good friends didn't mean you were.. completely safe, though. Sometimes when he's angry or overwhelmed enough, he transforms into Ink Demon form and it's hard to escape him because when you run he has the instinct to chase. You've gotten alot of scars from him, but atleast he's never torn off a limb.

And now in present time... You were in the spare room--almost like a bunker--that Bendy brought you to ages ago. You can't remember when, all you know is that it was a long time. You were in your bed, waking to look at your inky hands as you sat up, noting Bendy wasn't here because you'd hear his little feet shuffle around. Standing, you swayed your feet off your bed and walked out of your little room and into the bigger one. Seeing how little puddles of ink were everywhere, you were a bit worried. Was he okay? Was everything alright?

Well, everything was cut off as you heard a raspy, choked roar and it made you jump, and you squinted as you realized he probably became his Ink Demon form... Only thing being, what angered him, or overwhelmed him this time?? You could hear the clip-clop of his hooves as you stood there, and so you decided to duck and sit under a desk in case he came in and decided to choose violence.

What angered him though..?