Show ‘em how it is Done.
@mintycoomuses
{Main Verse Canon}
It’s been a little while since Hope had stopped by the studio to visit Bendy, and of course bring some of her baking or cooking along for him, for later. When she’d gotten there, she could have swore she saw some of the puddles of ink move before the cartoon-come-to-life showed his face, but she quickly paid it no mind in favor of him, instead.
After a little bit of just wandering the studio and talking- getting to know each other’s stories and the like- Bendy told her that he had to take care of something and that she could explore the studio while she waited for him to come back. Naturally, she hadn’t questioned it and now she was here, wandering the halls and stairwells of the building. How was this place so big?
Eventually, she came upon what was obviously the music department- if what the big-ass sign in the beginning and the music playing was anything to be believed- and she honestly started to relax a bit. She honestly liked this kind of music, over some of the more modern stuff she’d heard. With a bit of exploring, she ended up in a back room with a lever she already decided she wasn’t toughing and a small radio.
“...I don’t think he’d mind if I tried to get it to work...” She did get it to work, actually, closing her eyes and listening to the song that played, foot tapping along to the beat. Though, at some point she had started humming along and doing that swaying thing that people who can’t really dance, do. With her luck, she was going to get caught, but she couldn’t just stay still and silent with song like this.
