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// Idea 2: A Learning Father 
// Story: The Pony In The Inkwell 
// by LibraryNexus 
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Sitting on his chair, Bendy came to a realization.
He didn’t have a clue how to raise Pinkie Pie.
The only experience he had with children was when he had watched Mrs. Rosemary’s child, but that seemed to be years ago.
Besides, he seemed to remember the kid running him ragged.
He shook his head. “Enough woolgathering,” he said, enjoying the sound of his rediscovered voice. “There has to be somebody in this place who has some experience with kids.” Writing a quick note for Pinkie Pie, he placed it where she could find it and he dove into the wall.



Pinkie Pie woke up to a piece of paper taped to her head. Pulling it off, she read it.
Gone for a walk, be back soon. Stay put.
-Bendy
Of course, she didn’t understand all the words, as she was… too young? It hurt when she tried to think back that far. But she did manage to get the general message. However, being a curious pony, she didn’t stay on her pillow. She began exploring her new home.
Home was a bunch of rooms and corridors, with a bunch of glass boxes in the walls. Outside was a large cave, the building surrounded by a lake of black stuff, like the stuff her daddy was made out of.
However, it was long before she was bored again and began poking things. It wasn’t long before she hit a wall and a panel fell off.
Looking inside, she saw a dark space, which her mind connected to adventure. With a grin, she bounded into the vent.



Bendy walked through the halls, feeling like he was going in circles.
Turns out there wasn’t a lot of folks left in the studio who were willing to talk to him. And the only ones who were willing to get close to him were strange deformed copies of the Butcher Gang, which were even more mindless than usual.
Bendy was about to give up and return home when he got a feeling. An insistent, urgent feeling. It was the same feeling that led to him taking that reel, the same feeling that made him seek out his friends. Acting on that feeling had never steered him wrong before. So, he dove into the wall and went where feeling took him.
He reappeared in a large storage room. It was packed with shelves holding books, reels, and other things he couldn’t decipher the use of. On a shelf was a tape recorder with the name Tanya Stitch on it. ↅ THIS IS NEW.
Bendy picked up the recorder and hit the play button. “So, this has been my second month as Joey Drew’s secretary, and I’m convinced that he’s not all there. Last Friday, he canceled all his appointments for the next month, saying that he was going on vacation. But when I come in on Monday morning, he is already in his office. He also wanted Bendy’s voice actress to come in today.
“On the other hand, June is hosting her baby shower tomorrow. I’m so glad I already got her that parenting book in my desk. I don’t know when I would have found time to get it otherwise. All the more reason to find another job, I guess.”
The tape clicked off, and Bendy headed back to the Administration section where he began to root through the desk. 	Surprisingly, the book was in the top drawer. It was almost as if the secretary hadn’t been able to get it.
Shrugging and not questioning his luck, Bendy picked up the book and sat in the chair and began speed reading the first few chapters. However, he quickly grew bored, so he put the book somewhere behind his head and headed back to his home. However, before crossing the inky lake, he was struck by another thought. Pinkie hadn’t mentioned anything, but she hadn’t had anything to eat aside from that strangely shaded popcorn she had pulled out while they were watching cartoons. And he was pretty sure that she would need more nourishment than that.
A thought flickered through his mind. He stepped through the ink, arriving in one of the rooms in Bendyland. He ignored the Butcher Gang copies who ran away from him as he went down the corridor on the left. Walking into the room, he saw what he was looking for.
“Alright, let’s see,” he said, walking up to the incomplete Ink Maker. “I hope this is the right one… it is!” he proclaimed, holding up the wheel he had pried from the machine. on this wheel were various foodstuffs, which would be useful.
Tucking the wheel under his arm, he headed back to the Machine. “I hope Pinkie stayed out of trouble,” he mused before walking into the wall.
He missed the fingers of the Bendy animatronic moving slightly as he left. ↅ IT MOVED?



Pinkie Pie fell out of the pipe and into a barrel. Poking her head out, she looked at her new surroundings. She was in a room full of strange machines. There was also a lot of pictures on the wall with her new daddy on almost all of them. Climbing out of the barrel, she began exploring. ↅ WHAT ARE YOU?
Something immediately caught her eye, shining out against one of the thingies. Curious, she scampered over to it and picked it up. It was a piece of glass with lights strung around it. Holding it by the handle, Pinkie looked at it, but her attention was caught by a box beside it. ↅ SO THIS IS WHERE SHE FOUND IT.
Curious, Pinkie hit a button on the box and a voice came out of it. “So, I found out something interesting today. If you take one of the lightboxes on a stick and hold it up, you can see hidden messages through it. It's almost as if they are highlighted. You could probably use it to find tips when you are stuck. Keep on going, true believer!” ↅ EXCELSIOR!
Curious, Pinkie held the box up and looked through the lens. She could see even more words through the lens! This was so cool! Grinning, Pinkie started running through the studio, seeing what else she could find. ↅ YOU DON’T BELONG HERE.
However, she soon got tired of that, stuffing the glass into her mane. “That be better if I could read all the words,” she mused. ↅ WILL YOU BREAK THE CYCLE?
Tired of her adventure, Pinkie jumped back into the pipe and headed back home before she got into trouble. ↅ CAN YOU SET US FREE?