Just a Bunch of Kids

“ God damn it... ”

Shaking off the ink from her blade makes her realize how ANNOYING her life can be sometimes. She just wants a place, a safe spot, to rest for the night. It’s not that hard to ask for. And yet, somehow, it gets more complicated--because only a few minutes after she begins exploring the first floor of this abandoned building ( from before the Flash, but then again all buildings before that have been abandoned ) on the outskirts of Olathe, the floorboards give way and she’s stuck underground.

Struggling to find a way back out is proving bothersome, too. There’s so much of this weird ink here, too. Her bare feet are covered in it, monsters unlike the ones she’s seen before are made from it, and it cakes the walls and floors. Whatever this place was, long before the end of the world, it’s...well. It’s WEIRD.

Buddy pulls off the red skull mask in order to wipe the sweat of her face, sheathing her sword behind her back. It’s pointless to wear it in doors where she’s yet to meet a sentient face, and, honestly, the sweat’s starting to irritate her bandages. So, she stuffs the mask back into the bag under her poncho, and looks up...only for her gaze to meet with that of pair of pie cut eyes.

“ ...What are you looking at? ” She grumbles at the cutout. She’s seen them around elsewhere in the studio, all standing stiff and straight in the same form as that...drawn character. “Bendy,” or whatever it is. To be honest, they kind of creep her out, especially with that unblinking stare. But she still walks up to it, looking it up and down as if it had the audacity to insult her.

Gaster jumped slightly before realizing it was just that human from before. He still didn’t understand how they entered his voidlike space was beyond him, and the first time it’d scared him so bad he’d fled. But now, he was somewhat prepared for it.

He moves his other arm, to rest his hole-filled hand over theirs, and offers a smile in turn, though his is much more… saddened. “… hello, young one.”

Surely, the child shouldn’t be here. Their ghostly friend had said this before they returned to this dark void, and they know that their monster friends will get worried. But seeing the mystery man so sad and alone, they just know he doesn’t deserve to be left here by himself.

“Everything I ever did… it was all for him. And yet, I am not remembered for it; I am not surprised. In a way… does he still appreciate all I have ever done?”

They feel bad.  They really, truly do. But as it is, they’re not entirely sure what to say for him, or what to do. They’d offer a hug...but, after their first encounter with the other, they don’t really want to startle him again.

T Pose Friday | @instrumentsofcyanide

OH NO, this weird inky demon is NOT getting the better of her!!

Buddy just gets up close to Ritz, holds her arms out in a similar pose, and gives her best scowl.

“…”

“Okay, but I did say that I wanted right now. Geez, Kris. You shouldn’t judge people food preferences based on what they ate at that time.”

“Why isn’t there any food that I want to eat right now.”

He nodded again. “Nice to meet you Frisk, my name is Mike…and sure, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you want.”

As Mike was talking to Frisk, his shadow seemed to almost stretch out for a few seconds, as if alive…and oh, oh those were eyes…well, more so just red dots, but still-

And that smile brightened, hands quickly signing a proper “thank you” as they get excited. Oh, they could hug him! But their eyes noticed something before they get the chance to, and being the ever-curious child they were, Frisk pointed it out.

He blinked when he saw them signing, nodding a little before sighing at their response, rolling his eyes a little and chuckling. “Alright then, can’t turn down a kid like that…so, what’s your name?”

They smile at the response. They are pretty cute, aren’t they? Regardless, they shrug and continue their signing.

“No such thing as laughin’ too hard when you’re a cartoon pal!” Bendy retorted, a smile on his face. “Besides, that was so outta the blue an’ unexpected that ya caught me off guard! All I could do was laugh ‘bout it!”

He snickered and offered him a hand. “Good job.”

“ Right, guess I should’ve expected that. ” Well, they’re not exactly used to the idea of living cartoons, but they’re well adjusted to monsters of all shapes and sizes. Either way, they go ahead and shake his hand.

Oh! They’re not alone anymore. The child stops their drawing (of a peculiar golden flower) to sit up on their knees. Hands raise to sign their sentence, lips moving to mouth the words, and the ghostly friends only they can see narrates.

Continued from here.

Even with his uproarious laughter, Kris is laughing back. No, they weren’t expecting a reaction like that. But just seeing the demon get a good KICK from that is funny enough.

But his response. Just sends them laughing just as hard.

They keel over, arms wrapped around their stomach, letting out the loudest laugh they’ve ever done in a long, long time, until they finally catch their breath.