Foster’s Porn Story: Berry Scary 2 Return Of the Pink Imaginary Menace Chapter 14
Chapter 14: Bendy’s Plan
AN: I did say I was going to work on ”Saving the Kids,” but I promise this is the last chapter for about a week and half.
Bendy, for a year now, has ditched Foster’s housing and caring, and has been on his own. He loved to make trouble, and blame it on others. It’s what he was created for basically-stealing, lieing, other naughty things, etc. The next day, the yellow and black Dr. Suess like imaginary trouble deviser walked down the street slowly with his head facing the ground, his spiky, four finger hands stuffed in his unseen pockets. Like always, he was bored to death, and had nothing of the sort of an interest or hobby to do. He had to keep away from the police from last week’s grocery store robbing to get some food for him to still live so that was one thing on his mind.
It was then that Bendy came by Foster’s. As he scanned the huge mansion, he glared with eyes of flaming fire. He knew he did all those bad things last year, and others always knew he was behind the schoundral plans. For Bendy not to be exposed, he cried to Frankie or Mr. Herriman, and them two were gullible enough to belive Bendy’s actual shananigan that he blamed on Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, or Bloo, and took it as that.
Suddenly, Bendy’s invisible hearing sources detected excessive shrieking. It sounded more of like a baby’s cry, in which Bendy had concluded. He observed that it came from a window at the bottom floor, and skidded over to take a look. Inside was a small, dark purple infant, crying for attention. Bendy afterwards realized that Bloo came rushing in, took Cranberry from the crib, and patted her back. He lowered his position so he wouldn’t be seen.
”I know!” Bendy exclaimed at a low voice. ”I think I’ll just kidnap that little baby, and blame it on someone, but who?” Bendy scratched underneath his chin, and had another observance period. What he noticed was Eduardo helping Bloo take care of Cranberry. Bendy’s mouth invented itself a wide grin of mischevious deeds. ”I’ll blame it on that purple hairball! And why am I doing this?” he asked himself. ”Well, one, I got nothing else better to do now in my life and two, I need some blood thirsty trouble around here!” Bendy chuckled his evil laugh. It was to be scheduled as tonight and when everyone was snoozing and dreaming happily, Bendy would carry out his terrifying obstacle.