No matter how hard you tried you just couldn't reach. It felt like something you had lost long ago was being dangled in front of your face and you couldn't see what it was, only able to know it was there. You couldn't put your finger on it, but you felt something bubbling in, well, your stomach you supposed. Though you were a mere ink puddle at the moment, you felt yourself trembling. 'Cause their lady loves had upped and gawn, Because that meant this voice had to be from back before you were fully conscious in the 3d world. It was driving you looney toons! It was driving you mad and you did not like it. It was like.when a word was on the tip of your tongue but you just couldn't remember it. You were concentrating too, trying to remember where you had heard her voice. Her eyes were closed and she was concentrating, as if trying to remember the song. Henry continued to play and didn't noticed as you slithered past, trying to get a closer look at (H/N). You pulled yourself out of the cutout and melted slowly into a puddle of ink, traveling down to where the two humans were. This girl had PIPES, for one, and two, Bendy.had heard this voice before. You froze, and if you had blood you were sure it would have turned cold. The old man glanced over at (H/N) and gave a nod. Henry played a few keys and you had to admit, he was good.

Of course the old mic wouldn't work, but the music department had great acoustics. So all you could do was watch as Henry, despite his age, easily hoisted (H/N) into the recording room and then took a seat at the piano. But what could you do? And why did Alice upset her so much? You remembered Joey mentioning the angel the day (H/N) left, but you still had no idea what was going on between them. You felt something twist in your stomach. She had been listening to Alice speak from that recorder thingie and (H/N) looked so upset. Sure, it was a real riot to scare your little girlfriend, but you didn't want to traumatize her. Were it just Henry, well, you would have run down there in your ink form and ripped him to pieces but now you couldn't. You peered down at (H/N) from your spot in the viewing room, taking over a cutout yet again. ((AN: From now on during Bendy's POV you will be refereed to as (H/N) for her name)

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