Random ass story lore about my Bendy x Mugman fan kid Splat.
Who asked? No one! Oh well. Trigger warning, mention of pregnancy complications. Possible infant death and possible death of birth giver.
This takes place years ago. Specifically. The pregnancy. It hadn’t been planned. Mugman’s and Bendy thought it was best not to have kids. Worried they would inherit the blot from Bendy. Yet somehow, inevitably Bendy ended up pregnant. Of course they were happy. They did want kids. They were just worried what would happen to the child. They talked long and hard after finding out. They didn’t want to abort the child. They didn’t have the heart to do it. So they decided to keep it. It was fine at first.
Mugman made sure to help keep Bendy’s stress levels low as to not trigger a blot attack. Boris and Cuphead stayed at their house to help around, mainly Boris as Cuphead was too chaotic for his own good. Cuphead was really just there for banter and keeping their minds from going dark places on ‘what if’s’
The pregnancy was smooth, unnervingly so given Bendy’s disease. Even doctors were surprised when they would go for check ups. Early on at the start of the pregnancy, a doctor warned them about the complications. Given the circumstances and how things tend to go through pregnancy. They needed to be prepared in case Bendy had a blot attack while giving birth. If that happened. It was likely one of the two would die. It stung to hear, made the two worry, rightfully so. But they still wanted to keep the child. Hoping for the best.
Finally the due date arrived and Bendy was taken to the hospital. Cuphead and Boris waited in the waiting room as Mugman and Bendy were taken to the hospital room. Everything was fine at first. Typical procedures and affects of birth… until Bendy started to have a blot attack. Ink pooled on the bed below him, his screams of pain loud in the room, hands balled so tight his claws town the sheets and dug into his palm. Hospital gown slowly staining black as welts bubbled and popped.
doctors and nurses flooded the room, frantically trying to stabilize Bendy. He kept pushing through the pain, tears streaking his face as he tried to listen to the doctors, to get the baby out.
Mugman watched in horror, panic rising. Soul liquid in his head bubbling up and glowing faintly. He tried desperately to get to Bendy, remembering what the doctor had said about the baby or Bendy possibly dying. Doctors noticed and tried to stop him, pushing him out of the room, Mugman fought against them, shouting and cursing demanding they let him go. Even as he cried, trying to hold back sobs. Security was called, but even that wasn’t enough, Cuphead had to rush in and drag Mugman away or else he would have killed a guard.
Mugman paced relentlessly outside the room, security standing around cautiously. Giving him pitying looks, knowing he was just worried for his partner and child. Cuphead tried to comfort Mugman but his words fell on deaf ears. Boris sat on a chair, head in his hands, ears folded back flat, trying to keep himself calm as well. Half tempted to barge into the room himself. But he knew that would just put Bendy more at risk with the doctors attention decided.
When Bendy’s screaming stopped the hospital was deathly silent. There was no baby cry, no sound from Bendy, just the frantic muffled shouting of doctors and the shuffling of feet. Mugman’s heart seized in his chest, shooting to his throat. When he took a step to the door, subconsciously reaching for his straw, Cuphead stepped in front of him, grabbing his wrist hard. Forcing Mugman’s attention on him. Neither said a word, a silent argument passing between them. Cuphead didn’t back down, knowing words were pointless in Mugman’s current state.
After a long tense moment Mugman reluctantly lowered his hand. Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes tight. His shoulders shook and his hands balled into fists at his sides, the ring on his finger felt like a million tons pulling him down. Like he already lost Bendy. Cuphead let go of Mugman’s wrist, and without a word pulled him into a hug. Mugman didn’t hesitate to return the hug, gripping the back of his jacket in a death grip, body jolting and shaking with choked sobs. Boris looked up, watching the brothers embrace, Cuphead holding back his own tears. The wolf stood, and walked over to the two, pulling them both into a hug. They stood quiet, just holding each other, grounding themselves praying to whoever would listen that Bendy and the child would be okay.
A nurse stepped out of the room that was now quiet, only chatter remained as the doctors seemed to have calmed. Mugman didn’t move for a moment, face buried in Cuphead’s shoulder, mentally preparing himself for the news. He pulled away from Boris and Cuphead, not bothering to wipe his still fresh tears as he looked up at the nurse, stepping a bit closer. Cuphead and Boris stayed back, holding each other’s hand tightly, hoping against luck that it wasn’t what they thought it was.
“Bendy is unconscious, but alive. He will be bed ridden for a few weeks, the exhaustion of the pregnancy and the drain of the boot having weakened his body. There shouldn’t be any long term affects, it’s best to have him checked weekly. Just to make sure…”
The nurse paused, letting her words sink in before continuing.
“And… as for your child…”
She shifted the bundle of fabric in her arms, only just now noticed by Mugman. She held it out to him, hesitantly he took the still bundle into his arms. With a shaky hand he pulled the fabric away from where the head was. The baby was smaller than average, male, he was a mug like Mugman, sharing more features to him than Bendy, parts of his visible face was cracked, oozing ink, likely the blot having gotten on him. Little horns poked out from the rim of his head, black jelly like lumps spilled over the edge like hair.
Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, breathing softly he looked up at Mugman. The sclera was completely black, permanent black tears stained his cheeks. White pupils looked up at Mugman, little yellow targets in the center, like Mugman’s eyes did when he would prepare to fire a shot.
“We aren’t sure how he managed to survive. But it has something to do with your magic as far as we’ve gathered. The blot had fused into his body, we’ll be keeping Bendy and your son over night on watch, to make sure nothing happens. You’re welcome to stay overnight with them. Bendy will be unconscious until morning. I’m sure you’d want to be there when he wakes up.”
Mugman didn’t respond, he could as he stared down at his son, so many mixed emotions raced through his body. None able to fully form before a new one would replace it. His knees bucked as he dropped to the ground, legs unable to hold his weight, he held his son close to his chest, carefully not to shatter the already cracked infant. He was crying harder now, for many reasons. But mostly relief. Relief his child was alive. Bendy was alive. the nurse stepped back in surprise, worriedly looking up at the couple behind him.
“He’s okay, tonight has just been rough, give us a moment please.”
Boris gave her a reassuring nod, the nurse relaxed a little, looking down at Mugman with putty before leaving to check on Bendy, knowing the infant was stable for now, and they needed time alone with their father.
Part 1??? Idk. Doubt anyone cares about this. :P
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