#grimmflame

( answering solely on this blog, but i will reblog to my other blogs!! )

“A course! One a my partners an’ I are already married!”

“Heavens, no! A man like me, getting married? I legally cannot, as nice of a thought as it is to be another man’s husband…”

“Nah, gettin’ married means tyin’ myself down. An’ that ain’t somethin’ I’m into, unless it’s in tha bedroom~”

He was just watching him dance. Grimm and Bendy were sharing a moment, teaching each other their respective dance styles, when he was watching Grimm wistfully. Was he distracted from his work? Absolutely. He was even having his warm up drawing pose stills of Grimm, a small smile on his face.

And then Grimm approached him in the middle of his dance.

“Grimm!!” He squeaked, caught off guard. He wrapped his arms around Grimm’s neck for support, eyes going wide.

“Aren’t you supposed to be teaching Bendy??”

Henry was in the middle of working, focusing real hard before he got sniped. And with a squawk he turned to see red smoke. What just... happened...

Oh!

“Aw... he’s so sweet...”

Of course when she’s acknowledged, she steps into proper view with the book she’d gotten from a Maskie and a small bag. Hope had something in mind, but what it was...