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// Chapter 1 PART 1 
// Story: The Ink Machine 
// by Falconwolf1116 
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"Beeb Beep Beep Beep." The alarm clock went off. 

"Ugh shut up! just five more minutes!" said the alicorn. The clock didn't stop. "Ok Ok." he got up. Meet Falconwolf. The only male alicorn in equestria. He had an extraordinary White and blue mane with a red coat. He hit the button of his Freddy Fazbear's Pizza alarm clock, yawned and stretched. "Twi, wake up." he whispered.

"Good *yawn* morning."

"Come on. We have one day left in Canterlot before we head home."

"Alright I'm up. Let's get ready." After getting dressed, Twi and Fal headed downstairs to the hotel lobby. They met the others for breakfast. (Wheat toast, pancakes, and hay bacon. Yum!) Meanwhile, we had to pay 5 extra bits for Pinkie. She used a Celestia knows what amount of whipped cream cans on her pancakes. "100 bits for room service Rarity?! You're lucky we're friends!" I quipped while looking over the bill. Until a certain dragon burped up a piece of wet, inky parchment. "Did Celestia spill her ink bottle before sending this?" I asked myself.

I unrolled the parchment. As I read, my eyes widened as large as dinner plates. I was snapped out of it thanks to Rainbow Dash. "What's it say?" She asked.

"Have you girls ever heard of Bendy the dancing Demon?" Fal asked. The all gave a positive response,

"It was the superest cartoon ever!"

"The animation was divine!"

"It was too cool to be true!"

"Um, I, uh, liked it."

"Darn tuttin! I was fantastic!"

"It was amazing Fal, but, why do you ask?" asked Twilight. "No one's ever seen the show since it was banned."

"Why was it banned?" Fal asked.

"The creator quit midseason. Why?"

"I might've been, urm, the creator that, uh, quit?" Now what came next were millions of questions. After I answered every single one, I read the letter out loud.

"Dude, we gotta go!" RD yelled at me.

"Nuh uh, no how!" I yelled. "I quit production for a reason!" Next thing I knew, we were walking towards an abandoned building made of cartoonish wood. "Why did I let you girls drag me into this?" Fal asked. 

"Just knock on the door!" yelled Pinkie. I did so. No answer. 

"Aw well no one's home!" I said. As we started to trot away, I noticed the disappointment on my friends' muzzles. "Grrr, fine!" I got a running start and bashed the door open. But what we expected to see, wasn't there. The problem was, it looked like the place hadn't been touched in ages. There was ink splattered everywhere, papers on the floor and the only lights in the room were the dim ceiling lights and a lonely projecter showing the first Bendy animation test. Then without a trace, the door slammed shut and locked.