Into The Depths [Discontinued]

Chapter 12

I put it to the side, focusing back on the Scp. Bendy had slumped back to his side, looking like a deactivated robot. "Hey, 6030?-" I received a 'mmfph' from him. "How are you in a loop?" Bendy just shrugged. He'd most likely been trapped in it against his will considering how he had ran when we asked about it. "Is there anybody else in the loop with you?" He nodded, face still smushed to the table as if keeping his head up was too hard. "Who?" I didn't think we had much time left. "̶S̴t̶u̸d̸i̴o̸ ̴w̴o̸r̸k̸e̷r̵s̷.̸ ̶S̴o̴m̵e̸ ̶t̷h̶i̴n̶g̴s̸ ̶l̴i̸k̸e̷ ̶m̵e̵,̴ ̶o̷t̴h̶e̴r̷s̴ ̷I̸ ̶d̴o̷n̴'̸t̵ ̶k̷n̶o̴w̴.̵"̸ I narrowed my eyes at Bendy. Was it just me or was he dripping a little faster then usual? "Others like you?" 6030 nodded again. "What are you?" He let out a distorted chuckle. "̵̤̅I̶̞̾ ̸͚̉d̸̻͝ò̸̤ň̶̗'̶͈͝t̴̯̅ ̴̊ͅk̶̘̊n̷͉̋o̵̯͑w̷͕̃ ̸̂ͅä̴͓́n̴̡̓y̸̪̽m̴̠͋ó̵̤ṛ̶͒ḙ̵̾.̸̗̽"̵̨́

6030 suddenly melted into a quivering puddle as I yelled and jumped back from the spreading mass. My guards had similar reactions as Peter scrambled up a chair to avoid staining his clothes. Mike cursed and shot out of the room as I stared horrified at the dark liquid. This was Bendy?! I searched for any signs of the Scp, my eyes locking onto a small lump in the ink. The fumes the stuff was creating was noxious, and I couldn't stay in here for long. Peter gagged, forgetting about his shoes as he fled out the door. I used my coat to cover my nose as my eyes watered. I approached the blob, watching as the ink started to congregate around it to give it more shape. My hands tightened around my clipboard. I was glad I hadn't dropped it in the liquid, because no amount of scrubbing would get the dark stain out. It would also ruin all of my hard- earned notes. I reached towards the blob, the ink seemingly reaching for my hand. I was glad I brought gloves too. I lightly touched the liquid, watching as the ink curled around my fingers in ways it shouldn't naturally do so. The lump seemed to become more defined as I crouched down to inspect it. I peered hard at the black stain inducing liquid, before finding the shape of it and realizing what it was.

A tiny body was curled in the ink, no more than three feet tall. I stood back up, putting my clipboard on the table before scooping whatever it was up. It stayed in my arms as the remaining puddle tried to follow. I closed the door on most of the leftover ink, hurrying to the nearest examination room. A few lower level guards and D-class gave me strange looks, probably well deserved. I was probably tracking ink all over the facility. I finally reached the room, plopping the thing down as I whipped on a new set of gloves. It seemed whatever Bendy had turned into was much smaller than its original form. 

I looked at the miniature version of the Scp I had been working with. Its bowtie looked cleaner and it had manifested gloves. I took one of them off, inspecting its hand before putting the glove aside. It only had four fingers including the thumb. That would be useful if we needed a surefire way to keep it contained. Just put a hand scanner in to unlock the door and we're good. We would study the glove's composition later. It had more white on its face, and the ever flowing ink that was the bane of my existence had slowed to a mere trickle. I grabbed a clorox wipe and wiped off the remaining ink, looking at two closed eyes. So it did have eyes. Go figure. Its neck was the most amazing part though. Or should I say the lack of one. 6030 was missing its neck, its head just floating above the rest of its body. Its tail was more dainty now, with the spade looking more like a heart. It was rather cute compared to its usual menacing and grouchy form. I turned around to check the glove again, before stiffening at a groan from behind me. I whipped around eyes widening as I saw 6030(?) sitting up, blearily blinking in the sharp lights of the room. I stared at what I was seeing. Pie cut eyes stared blankly back at me. A cartoon character? Like from those old shows like Mickey Mouse and Felix the Cat? I couldn't help but gape.

⊱⊰ Bendy's Pov⊱⊰

I groaned, blinking the sleep out of my eyes as I blankly surveyed the room I was in. Where even was I? The last thing I remembered was falling unconscious in the doorway of the facility, so where did I end up? I yawned, covering my mouth before turning my head to the side. A familiar doctor was sitting there, mouth wide open in shock. "Close your mouth before you catch flies." I snorted. He seemed shocked by my rude tone. "OH MY GOSH YOU'RE A CARTOON!" The scientist gushed over me as I frowned and inspected my form. It seemed I had accidently switched to my more child friendly version. Whoops. Cat's out of the bag (Or should I say demon...). I was pulled to the man- child's chest with a grumble. The door opened and two rather disgruntled guards walked in. "Saltzer what the fuck are you doin-" Mike stopped talking when he saw me. I glared at him as he gaped. Peter seemed shocked, but had enough wits about him to avoid an embarrassing moment like that. He stepped forward, tilting my head up as the scientist hugged me tighter. I snapped my teeth at his fingers. My form may have changed, but my attitude sure as hell didn't. Mike snapped out of his trance. "Awww... I never thought 6030 could be cute but here we are." He patted my head like I was a dog who wanted that. I hissed, trying to slap his hand away but failing miserably as Saltzer picked me up. I hated this form. It was so easy to manipulate me and do things against my will.

My legs kicked uselessly in the air as I struggled. If I had been in my normal inky form I would have wiped the floor with them, but the problem was I wasn't. Switching forms was risky and exhausting, and I would have to wait at least a day before I could attempt it again. At least the toon form was easier to maintain, unlike the form I chase Henry around in The End. That one was hard to keep in shape for an hour at best. I screeched as Saltzer carried me out of the room, starting to writhe. I hated being carried. I could walk just fine on my own. "Bendy! Arg; Stop!" I wriggled around more, managing to kick him in the face while he was talking. I slipped out of his hold and onto the floor, not managing to get back on my feet before I was scooped up again. Mike and Peter seemed to be amused by my antics as they followed the doctor. We were heading back to my cell, much to my dismay. I never got out anymore. I was starting to want to escape. To see the sun again. The small taste I had of it yesterday was like giving a dog a lick of ice-cream. Once it tasted it, it wanted more.

I snarled as I twisted my body so I slipped out of the doctor's hold again. Peter wasted no time in picking me up as I tried to run past. I growled lowly at the bulkier man's arms. Saltzer may have stick arms, but the same didn't hold true for the people whose job it was to hold anomalies still. I didn't bother to struggle. It would be pointless anyway when this form probably couldn't bench press a stick. "Let. Me. Go." I tried to sound as serious as I could, but thanks to my new form, it sounded more childish than angry. "Heh. No." The man carrying me didn't even bother to look down at me. "I can walk just fine on my own. I'm not a kid, even if I am the size of one." I tried appealing to the human's logic. "You aren't going to shut up until you're down, aren't you?" I smirked smugly at the scientist. At least someone had some common sense. Peter sighed, before dropping me on the floor. I scrambled to my feet, prancing alongside the scientist. I made sure they saw I could walk juuuust fineee on my own.

When we reached my cell, Saltzer shooed off the guards before walking in with me. He grabbed my arm, pulling me towards the bed before sitting me down next to him. "So. You have two options here. Either you tell me how you're a cartoon character or you tell me why you looked different when we first found you. Preferably both." The damn scientist seemed to always have his clipboard with him wherever he went. I sighed. "Well, as for how, I was simply made into one. As for why I looked different, it's because I didn't come out perfect. Now shoo, you have your answers. And no, I'm not answering any more right now." The human seemed to swallow whatever questions he was going to spit at me down, before nodding and walking out. Well that was easy. I lied down. Now that I wasn't moving the exhaustion really caught up to me. I closed my eyes, instantly falling asleep. Just a perk of being a cartoon, I guess...