#samdyweek2020

Day 6 is Behind The Mask

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Early on in their relationship, Bendy learned that Sammy didn’t like taking off his mask. Bendy hadn’t initially thought about why Sammy wouldn’t take his mask off. Before getting into a relationship with Sammy, he’d just chalked it up to Sammy’s weird worship thing. It hadn’t mattered to him before. 

But once he and Sammy had started dating, he began to notice just how resistant Sammy was to having his mask taken off. Every time Bendy tried to take the mask off to kiss Sammy or the like, Sammy would react rather violently, jerking back or covering his face. 

“I’m hideous,” Sammy always said. “I’m not worthy to be gazed upon.”

Bendy couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt whenever Sammy said that. Sammy was right, in a sense. He wasn’t hideous, but he certainly wasn’t as good looking as he’d been as a human. His face rather resembled a mannequin’s, lacking any defining facial features other than a nose and a mouth. He didn’t even really have eyes. 

None of that mattered, though. Even if Sammy wasn’t much of a looker anymore, Bendy still loved him more than anything. Sammy was kind, considerate, and so so funny. He made Bendy feel like more than a failed recreation of the Dancing Demon. He made Bendy feel almost...human. Bendy may have lusted after Sammy’s human form, but it was Sammy’s personality he’d truly fallen in love with. He couldn’t bear for Sammy to hate some part of himself. 

So, the next time Sammy tried to cover his face, Bendy gently pried his hands away. 

“Please, Sammy,” he whispered. “I don’t want you to hide.” 

There was a tender softness to his voice that only Sammy ever got to hear. It gave Sammy butterflies in his stomach whenever he heard it. 

“You’re not repulsed by my features, my Lord?” Sammy asked quietly.

“I’ve seen worse,” Bendy chuckled. However, this didn’t seem to assuage Sammy’s fears, so he continued. 

“You’re not ugly, Sammy,” Bendy said, cradling Sammy’s face in his clawed hands. “Even if you were, though, I wouldn’t care.”

“You wouldn’t?” Sammy’s eyes widened. Or, they would have if he had had any. 

“I didn’t fall in love with you because you were attractive. I fell in love with you because you’re my silly little rabid possum.” Bendy grinned and kissed Sammy. Sammy giggled, pushing Bendy away. 

“Please, my Lord, be serious!” He protested through laughter. 

“I am serious.” Bendy continued to press kisses all over Sammy’s body. “You’re kind, considerate, clever, and the funniest person I know.” He punctuated each reason with a kiss. 

“My Lord!” Sammy squealed, wriggling about in Bendy’s grip. 

Bendy’s grin widened. “I’m gonna do this every time you call yourself ugly, you know.”

"You don’t have to do that.” Sammy’s giggling began to trail off, his smile fading. 

Day 7 is a free day!

This is a bit late and I am sorry.

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“Do you wanna get married?”

Sammy looked up from the music he’d been composing, a rather alarmed look on his face. He and Bendy were hiding out in his Sanctuary because Alice was in one of her moods. Bendy was laying on the floor while Sammy sat at his desk. 

“Right at this moment?” He asked, his voice going up an octave. 

“N-No, not right now,” Bendy said quickly. “I just meant in general. Sorry, I probably shouldn’t have sprung that on you.”

“I mean, I’d be happy to marry you!” Sammy said, equally as quickly. “I just...It was rather sudden.”

An awkward silence descended upon them. Neither was sure exactly what to say. They both wanted to say something, they just...weren’t sure what. 

“If we ever get out of here...do you really want to get married?” Bendy asked quietly. “Even if you get turned back into a human?” 

He worried sometimes about what would happen if they escaped the studio. He worried Sammy would abandon him if he was returned to human form. He worried Sammy in his right mind would recoil from him.

“Of course, my Lord.” Sammy got up from his desk to sit beside Bendy. “We’d need to discuss the particulars first, of course, but I would be happy to marry you.” He took Bendy’s hand in his and squeezed it with a shy smile. 

“You’re sure? If we get out and you get to be human again...” Bendy hesitated, drawing into himself a bit. “You’ll be able to go anywhere you want. You don’t have to stay with me.”

“What if I want to stay with you?”

Bendy looked over. Most found it hard to read Sammy’s expression given his lack of facial features. Bendy had learned it, though. He’d spent enough time staring lovingly at Sammy to know one expression from another. Sammy’s expression at the moment was one of surprising clarity and resolute determination. He had moments like this sometimes, where he was more Sammy Lawrence than Prophet. 

“Why would you want to stay with me?” Bendy asked.

“Because I love you?” Sammy laughed softly, squeezing Bendy’s hand again. “Do you really think that little of me that you assume I’ll leave you when I’m human again?”

“I don’t think little of you,” Bendy said. “I just would understand if you wanted to leave.”

“But I don’t want to leave.” Sammy leaned over him, his expression rather serious. “I’m not going anywhere, Bendy. I promise.”

Day 5 is Henry Hunt

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Sammy and Henry had a game they played sometimes. That game was called “Henry Hunt” and it was exactly what it sounded like. They hunted Henry.

The particulars of the game changed depending on what they felt like doing. Sometimes they would compete to see which of them could catch Henry first, sometimes they would work together, and sometimes just one of them would hunt Henry down. It always ended the same way, though. With Sammy and Bendy completely ignoring Henry once they’d “caught” him in favor of making out. 

Henry wasn’t technically in any danger during this, but it certainly wasn’t fun for him. While he knew rationally that he wasn’t going to get hurt, it was hard to think rationally when you were being chased by an ink man with an ax or a giant demon.

“How are they doing it this time?” Allison asked as she sat down beside Alice in her little lair. 

“Sammy’s chasing by himself,” Alice replied, resting her head on her hand. The only part she enjoyed about these “Henry Hunts” was watching Henry run. It was disgusting to see Sammy and Bendy make out afterward.

“I guess that makes Bendy the damsel in distress, huh?” Allison laughed. 

“Don’t put that image in my head!” Alice shoved her girlfriend’s shoulder. 

“Sorry, sorry.” Allison pulled Alice close and kissed her cheek.

Together, they turned their attention back to the scene on the screens. Henry was on Norman’s level, darting through the maze while Sammy chased him. Bendy stood on the balcony overlooking the hub area, his tail swishing back and forth in palpable excitement. 

“Henry~” Sammy called out in a sing-song voice. “Come out~ The sooner I find you, the sooner the game will be over~”

Henry darted inside a Micale Station, ducking low so that Sammy wouldn’t be able to see him from outside. 

“You’re just delaying the inevitable, Henry!” Bendy bellowed. “He’s going to find you!”

“Your faith in me warms my heart, my Lord!” Sammy clutched his ax to his chest. 

“I hope it warms more than that.” Bendy’s voice dropped to a low rumble, which made Sammy let out a rather gross Sammy Sound. Alice pretended to throw up.

Henry whimpered quietly in his Miracle Station. He wished Bendy and Sammy wouldn’t involve him in their weird relationship things. When he’d said he wanted to spend more time with his son, he hadn’t meant like this. 

“I’m going to find you eventually, Henry~” Sammy sang, his voice going low as he slowed his pace. 

Henry pressed himself even further against the back of the Miracle Station. There was no way Sammy could see him all scrunched up like this. There was no way. He was safe here. He had to be.

But then Sammy wrenched open the door, a huge grin on his face. 

“There you are, Henry~”

Day 4 is AU, so I’m doing @sammylovesbendy‘s Human AU.

Featuring Bendy the house husband. Some inspiration was taken from the manga The Way Of The House Husband

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Bendy was in a….good place. He had a roof over his head, a warm bed, good food, stability, and a wonderful boyfriend. A wonderful boyfriend who loved and supported him and was always there for him when he needed him. Maybe that was why he’d ended up in a situation he’d never expected to be in.

He was now basically a house husband.  

He’d taken up the cooking and cleaning after living with Sammy for a bit and it had quickly developed into something he genuinely took seriously and put a lot of effort into. After all, Sammy was working all day. The least Bendy could do was keep the house clean and make sure there was dinner ready when Sammy got back.

Becoming a house husband wasn’t really the path he’d imagined taking, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t happy. He actually really enjoyed being a house husband. He found a sense of fulfillment in it that he hadn’t found in anything else he’d done. 

“I’m so lucky to have you,” Sammy often said when Bendy presented him with a  clean house or a freshly cooked meal. “You’re incredible.”

“I mean, I’m not that great,” Bendy would instinctively reply. 

“You are great,” Sammy always insisted, holding Bendy’s hands in his. “And I want you to know that I appreciate everything you do.”

This consistently made Bendy feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Knowing he was loved and appreciated made him happier than he’d ever been before. Which made him determined to do even better. 

He ended up becoming friends with the local housewives due to frequenting the same supermarkets and seeing them when he was outside doing yard work. They’d been a bit wary of him at first, due both to his reputation and his appearance, but they’d quickly warmed up to him upon seeing how much he and Sammy genuinely cared about each other. 

It wasn’t uncommon for him to go to them when he was having trouble with something. Such as now. 

“The squirrels are back.”

“Mm.” His next-door neighbor, Helen, nodded sagely. “They’re getting in the birdfeeders again?” 

They were in the refrigerated aisle of the supermarket. Both had been shopping independently before running into each other. 

“Yes! I don’t know what to do!” Bendy flopped over his cart dejectedly. 

“Squirrels are a fearsome foe indeed,” Helen said as she pulled out some frozen waffles and put them in her cart. “My wife’s had a lot of trouble with them too.”

“They keep getting in Sammy’s birdfeeder,” Bendy continued, dejectedly grabbing some frozen peas.

“They do that.” Helen couldn’t help but laugh. She felt bad that he was so distraught, but it was honestly pretty hilarious to see someone as imposing as Bendy so upset over squirrels of all things. 

“How do I drive them off?” He asked, desperation in his eyes.

“I mean, there isn’t really any sure-fire way to keep them away for good.” Helen smiled apologetically. “They’re smart little bastards.”

“Fuck,” Bendy whispered to himself.

“I mean, you could always try a broom,” Helen suggested. She almost started laughing again at the look Bendy got in his eyes. He turned and began to walk away with his cart. 

“Don’t forget!” Helen called after him. “The barbeque is next Monday!”

“We’ll be there!” Bendy called back.