#hat-engineer

Honestly, both are factors!

He instinctively had the desire to create life but that purpose was also incentivized by wanting some company, as he was quick to realize how dark, empty and lonely his life was.

What the fuck is up with that smeargle. Why is she 80% badness. Also I love her? I love her. Is Fran going to tell me it's a bad idea that I love her.

holy shit

I know we talked about this before with him and Gingie, so your boy is gonna be in this! :D

(For those who are not familiar, SINdy is my Wandering Sin Bendy oc who has the ability to wander into other universes)

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Colors are possibly the most amazing thing about traveling between dimensions for the wandering demon. SINdy’s own universe was rather bland and boring, considering his studio was nothing but sepia tones, yellows, and blacks, it got rather bland.

His favorite place to see colors was his grandfather figure from another reality, Joey ‘Gingie’ Drew’s garden. He was currently sitting outside with the whimsical man, an easel in front of the little devil and a set of paints next to him.

“It’s rather simple,” Joey explained, a smile on his face, “it’s like drawing! I’ve seen how well you’ve been working on that, except in this case, it’s with a brush.” To prove his point, he held up the brush, dipping it into the green paint, before handing it to SINdy.

He took the brush before holding up his sign. *What if I mess up?*

“That’s alright! Every artist isn’t perfect from the get go, it takes time to learn a craft, and there’s nothing wrong with mistakes, it helps you learn.”

SINdy smiled, placing the brush to the canvas, making a few gently brush strokes with fascination written all over his face. He glanced over, looking at all the colorful flowers before him as he got to work on making things more green. He smiled happily as he did, listening when Joey gave him helpful advice, even showing him how to blend colors for shades.

They spent an hour or so outside, the painting was childish, but there was a charm to it as SINdy painted a few more blue flowers before looking at the artwork. *Does it look good?*

“It’s beautiful.” Joey praised, patting him on the head. “Not bad for a first timer! When it’s dry, you can take it home to show your father!”

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