#ink!dean

          Henry looked around with a frown on his lips as he looked around at the ruins of what looked to be a town splatters of ink covering either the floor under their feet or the walls. He looked over at Sammy who was looking around, the same frown painting his face as he too looked about at the ruins before the man walked over to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder the other male just shook it off “let's go nothing we can do here,” Sammy tells him before they walked away.  Henry got ready to follow him only to stop when he thought he heard a noise as he went over to where it had come from Sammy calling after him asking what he was doing. But he ignored him as he knelt down near a pile of wreckage, squinting a bit till he gave a yelp and fell back upon seeing a pair of glowing yellow eyes. He heard the sound of Sammy making his way over to him as he held his ax ready as if ready to fight the ink-covered man looking around “what happened?” he asked him. Henry shook his shock off and got back on to his knees looking under the wreckage once more “I thought I saw a pair of glowing eyes” he tells him. Looking around trying to find them once again as Sammy just scoffed behind him “Henry come on your just seeing things like I said there is nothing we can do here” he tells him. Before they heard a loud clatter causing both to jump and look back over to the pile in front of them where the sound had come from making the two look at each other then back again. Standing up Henry grabbed the edge of the scrap metal with Sammy did the same, both lifting it up before they finally got it up as it fell away as the two stood staring.

        Henry and Sammy were walking down the hall one of them holding Dean’s hand in their own to make sure the boy didn’t get separated from them. They didn’t want a repeat of last time when they had left him alone back in the safe room, nor did they want the demon to find them again. That and the fact the ink-covered child had been off for the past few days never speaking much or looking at them. Whenever they’d try and talk to him, he would just keep his head down or his eyes adverted before giving a nod to what they told him or shake his head no. And when they passed any poster of Bendy, he’d flinch or move closer to them in fear and look about to go into a panic. Causing either Henry or Sammy to pick the boy up and carry him right past them which didn’t help since there were so many damn posters. Dean would often say sorry when this happened feeling bad for having the reaction he did then tighten his grip on them shaking. Both men weren’t going to lie they were slightly concerned knowing if they didn’t find out what was wrong it would just cause more issues later. So once they found a good place to rest for a moment they’d talk to him and find out what was wrong and try and help him. Thankfully they didn’t have to look too far as they found a room after a bit of walking and it didn’t seem to be full of ink or anything that could set Dean off. Which was perfect since they wouldn’t have any distractions when they talked to him, so walking in they shut the door and had Dean sit down.

         Once that was done the two men went over to the boy already thinking of a way to talk to him with Henry taking the lead. Henry knelt down while Sammy stayed standing arms slightly crossed tho not in a way to show he was annoyed or mad. Dean looked at the two before adverting his eyes in response to this shaking scared tears welling up in his eyes. Seeing this both men sighed before Henry started to speak “Dean, we noticed you’ve been acting off for the past few weeks and you know we care about you. Even if we don’t show it and we wanted to ask what’s wrong?” he asked him. Both waited for a response patiently seeing the boy was thinking but the response they got they didn’t expect. Dean looked at them tears going down his face “I-I’m sorry, I promised I-I’ll be better please don’t leave me I d-don’t want to be alone I don’t want to go t-to the scary place” he says to them. Henry and Sammy looked at each other as Dean just sobbed his small inky frame shaking before they looked back at Dean in response to this. Sammy walked over to join Henry kneeling down also as Henry got ready to speak to Dean some more. Reaching out Henry lifted Dean’s chin gently so the boy could look at him as he smiled gently “Dean listen to me, we will not abandon you we would never do that, what the demon told you isn’t true” he says to him. He went on gently wiping the tears from Dean’s ink covered face “And we aren’t going to let you go to the scary place we would never ever do that.” he tells him before Sammy added “we sure as hell won’t let anything take you to the scary place” getting a nod of agreement from Henry.

             Dean sat up and looked around shaking the boy was confused as he saw neither Henry nor Sammy around. This caused a slight panic to rise up in the boy as he looked for them holding his stuff toy tightly. As he walked, he noticed the light flicker a bit before the finally went out causing the boy to gasp in response. Despite having glowing eyes like the other lost ones did it wasn’t enough to light the way seeing as they really didn’t work like that. And he didn’t know what scared him more the fact that he was alone and possibly forgotten about that or it was because of the darkness tho it was probably both of those. Taking a moment to calm himself he slowly moved “H-Henry, S-Sammy?” he called out hoping they would hear him and come out of one of the rooms but they didn’t. Noticing this Dean gave a small whimper as he kept on moving leaving small inky footprints as he did so. As he walked Dean noticed that not a sound was being made by searchers, other lost ones, butcher gang members or anyone else for that matter. All that was heard was the sound of his footfalls against the wooden floorboards as he kept on walking. Still walking along he slowly noticed more and more ink showing up on the walls making everything get darker and darker. And as if someone just opened the door to a crowded ballroom he heard voices loudly in his head as he gave a gasp putting a hand to his head. The boy looked around quickly as he saw Bendy the boy quickly turned and ran as fast as he could away from the demon. Who chased after him a wide grin on their face arms reached out for him still chasing after him. Dean kept on running from Bendy even as his lungs burned from exertion and his whole body ached. At the end of the hallway which felt long, he saw a door opened as he gave a smile and ran into it slamming the door behind him. Taking a moment to catch his breath he smiled as he gave a small laugh happy to be away from the ink demon but that was short lived as Bendy came up behind him. Slowly realizing his mistake he turned to face the other before he gave a loud terrifying scream. 

                     Henry, Sammy, and Dean were sitting in a room where the three of them stopped to take a rest for a moment. Things had been hectic a few moments ago with Bendy showing up and Sammy nearly going full prophet on them. Thankfully they were able to snap the man out of it before he could do anything rash and ran right for this room to bunker out for the night. As they sat around not talking the silence was broken by Dean “M-Mister S-Sammy are you okay?” he asked voice almost too soft to hear. Sammy looked at him “yeah I’m fine kid, just a bit shaken up and I have a slight headache” was all he said to him. Which was a small sign that he didn’t want to talk right now, Henry sure did have a mean right hook. Henry stat nearby listening to the two talk for a moment glad the other was okay other then the headache Sammy had. But it was the only way to snap him out of it before the former music director had done anything rash. Dean gave a small nod to this before he went quiet once again as he looked at the two for a moment. Then over to a Bendy poster on the wall then back again as he thought out what he would say. What he did say the two men weren’t expecting it “m-maybe if I go w-with the inky man h-he’ll leave you a-all alone,” he says to them. 

           Dean shook as he looked around his eyes wide in fear looking at all the surrounding bodies all them with what looked to be the script for the angel lying around. He gave a slight whimper as he covered his face, his small inky frame shaking trying to keep calm feeling the hand of Henry on his shoulder “come on Dean you don’t need to see this” he heard the man say. Nearby he could hear a grunt from Sammy who seemed to be disgusted by what was going on here at all the bodies around from one who looked to have died from a poising to another whose parts were scattered about. He was about to follow Henry out when he heard a humming of a familiar song causing him to stop in response as he looked in the direction it was coming from. Moving away he made his way to a nearby door and pushed it open as the humming got louder behind him, both men tried to stop him but it was to late as he stopped. As if time froze itself in the room stood Alice covered in both ink and blood and on the floor laid his sister’s body not moving, a blank look on her pale face as it looked at him.

           Above stood Alice dancing about covered in blood as she kept on humming to herself looking out of her mind more so than she had anytime before. Henry watched with shock as she just kept dancing about doing around Dean who was kneeling next to his sister's body trying to wake her up. He wanted to help him but before he could Alice grabbed him and spun him around dancing before letting him go causing him to fall to the floor. Next she seemed to grab Sammy’s hand dancing around once more before she spun away leaving the former director thoroughly freaked out by this development causing him to mutter how she had gone full on off the rocker. Both watching as she danced around before she stopped hands spread out a big smile on her face a look of bliss on her face only for it to disappear soon after.

          Dean was still trying to wake his sister but she wouldn’t open her eyes, they just kept staring at him blankly like always. Behind him the one he called scary monster danced around grabbing both Henry and Sammy dancing with them it scared the boy. He wanted it to stop, to leave them alone and for his sister to wake up so they could go home, but she wouldn’t. It was all too much for him as he looked over he saw a lengthy piece of metal picking it up he saw the monster stop arms up. He struck and stabbed her through the back and watched as the monster changed from a big scary creature to a lady as she looked back at him shocked before falling. Slowly he felt as more ink fell on to his hands as he let go of the rod as he watched her fall forward as he backed away shaking gold tears going down his face. Not hearing someone call his name from far off until a hand touched his shoulder making him flinch looking up he saw Henry looking worried. Without waiting for permission he hugged on to the other tightly and sobbed into his chest letting out all the grief out he was feeling right now.

          Dean walked along following Henry and Sammy his small frame shaking as he tried to get warm but to no avail before he felt a slight tug on his backpack. He looked up to see Henry who took his blanket out of his back and wrapping it around him gently. The ink covered child looked up at him “got to keep warm it’s starting to get cold” Henry tells him before patting the top of his head gently. Dean smiled up at him “t-thank you H-Henry,” he tells the man as he reached out and took his hand so he could keep up with him and Sammy. The boy kept on thinking before looking up at him “H-Henry?” he asked the man “what m-month is it?” he asked him as the man stopped to think for a moment. The boy waited patiently for his reply before the man replied “well judging by the time right now it’s 12 am which means it’s December 25th, so that means it’s Christmas” he tells the boy. Who just looked confused as the three walked into the safe room closing the door behind them as they did so. Dean still confused looked up at the two “w-what’s Christmas?” he asked the two looking between them tilting his head to the side a bit.  

         Hearing the boy say this caused the two to pause for a moment as if to ponder if they had heard him right. And seeing the boy’s expression showing he wasn’t playing a prank on them as Sammy looked at the boy “wait you don’t know what Christmas is?” he asked him. Only to get a head shake from the boy “n-no I just k-know that sissy a-always got sad on my b-birthday that’s a-all when I asked why s-she never put pretty lights up she told me b-because she can’t when my b-birth spoiled the nice h-holiday” he tells them. Both men looking at each other frowning as he added “I d-don’t know what she m-meant, but I always tried to make her h-happy nothing ever worked, and s-she got mad at me” he tells them. Henry knelt to the boy's height as he kept on talking to the two men saying something that made them really surprised “o-one year she g-grabbed me really h-hard and...” he trailed off. Sammy had also knelt down as he looked at the younger “Dean what did your sister do?” he asked him as the boy quickly replied with an “s-sissy didn’t m-mean to do it, it was m-my fault for upsetting my s-sissy. she n-never meant to throw me t-too hard down the stairs of the b-basement” he tells them.     

           It had taken some time, but they had done it they had finally found Dean’s sister Cari the woman had been hiding in the lower areas of the studio. She had been working on something for someone but didn’t mention who tho she had been kind enough to greet the two men. Cari had asked them what they needed telling them she could help, but that soon went out the window when Dean came into view. She looked at the two her face saying it all as she quickly went back to work “I’m busy right now come back another time” she said curtly. Causing both men to look at each other confused as the ink-covered woman kept working “we just came to bring back Dean to you, he’s been looking for you” said Sammy. Only for Cari to respond with “yeah and?” showing she didn’t care as she went on working as the boy ran over to hug her only to stop when she held a hand up stopping him.

              Cari looked at the boy giving him a cool look “don’t touch me, what did I tell you when I left you?” she asked him crossing her arms waiting for a reply. When she didn’t get one she gave an annoyed sigh “I told you I never wanted to see you again, and to not come looking for me. I don’t want you” she tells him. She went on talking about how the boy should have just drowned in that ink when she shoved him off and how everything that had happen was his fault. Bringing up how their parents would have been alive if he hadn’t been born just really laying it into the kid saying things someone should never say to the kid. Cari even insulted him when he started to crying back away in response shaking sniffling “I-I s-sorry sissy,” he said to her getting an “oh shut up!” from her.