“Unfortunately.” Bendy glanced back at where Joey was flipping through the pages of some summoning tome. “He says since summoning me worked so well he’s going to summon Boris.” Henry’s sister sighed and said she’d pass the message along to Henry. Just as Bendy was hanging up, a little frustrated that he hadn’t been able to get Henry, there was a boom behind him. The little demon practically jumped into the air before spinning around. Standing in the middle of the circle was Boris, looking particularly confused. “It worked!” Joey clapped his hands together. “JOEY NO! NO MORE SUMMONING! GO HOME!” Bendy got up behind the head of the studio, pushing him towards the door. “Go home!” Bendy got him out the door and slammed it behind him.
Joey stayed at the door for a few minutes, trying to get back in. “It’s a long story.” Bendy sighed, rubbing his temples. Working with Joey didn’t get any less difficult, but Bendy found himself warming up to his creator. Joey was eccentric, yes, terrible at deadlines, and a little spacey at times, but one couldn’t help but like him. He was fairly tolerant of Bendy’s teasing, unlike high strung Sammy.
That was another thing Bendy had to deal with, Joey’s constant pissing off of Sammy. Joey’s absentminded nature tended to rub Sammy the wrong way, especially when Joey forgot to tell Sammy about a deadline and expected a song in an obscenely small amount of time. “One of these days I think Sammy’s going to strangle you.” Bendy said as the music director stormed out of the office after another announcement about a forgotten deadline. “Oh, I’m sure that’s not going to happen.” Joey said. He was bent over a massive amount of paperwork.
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