Hell’s Studio is so much fun to write for.
One time, Sammy had come to work in a good mood. And everyone lost it. Sammy was smiling as he entered the studio, humming to himself. Everyone froze and just stared. No one had seen Sammy actually smile before. They’d seen him smirk, sure, but never genuinely smile. It was…really weird. They hadn’t been aware his face could actually make that expression.
“Bendy!” Boris burst into Bendy’s office, slamming the door open. “Sammy’s doing something weird with his face!”
“Boris, it’s too early for this.” Bendy groaned. “Whatever Sammy’s doing, it can wait.”
“I…I think he’s smiling.”
“WHAT?!” Bendy jumped up from his chair, eyes wide. Boris ushered him out and to the music department. Sammy was whistling, whistling!, as he unlocked the door to his office.
“What the @#%*?” Bendy whispered.
“I don’t know what he’s doing with his face.” Boris whispered back. “Is…Is he smiling?”
“Sure…Sure looks like it buddy. I’mma go talk to him.” He pushed past Boris and went down. He took a moment to compose himself and went in.
“Heya Sammy.” Bendy knocked on the music director’s door. “How…How’s it going?”
“Pretty well, all things considering.” Sammy said, continuing to smile. He hung his coat up and began to prepare his desk.
“Good good.” Bendy nodded. “Uh…What are you doing with your face?”
“I’m smiling.” Sammy frowned a bit. “Have you never seen someone smile before, boss?”
“Right, of course. Uh, I should probably get back to work.” Bendy said, making a beeline for the door as quickly as he could. He spent a while just standing to there, watching as Sammy worked. The music director worked on compositions, singing along to the radio louder than Bendy had ever heard him do before. He seemed to genuinely be in a good mood and it was so….weird.
“What are you doing down here?” He heard Alice approaching from behind. “I’ve been looking all over for y-” She stopped when she saw Sammy.
“It’s weird, right?” Bendy said. “I mean, I’m glad he’s happy, but it’s just so…”
“Unusual.” Alice finished. “We gotta show everyone else.”
Soon everyone was gathered outside Sammy’s office, staring inside at Sammy. Somehow he hadn’t yet noticed them. He tended to get like that when he was working, which worked pretty well for the rest of them.
“My glasses must be broken.” Henry said, taking them off and looking them over. Joey just stared, unable to wrap his head around what he was seeing. Never in his life had he seen Sammy smile. It just didn’t happen. Boris was still freaking out about this whole thing. He didn’t do too well with change and this was a huge change. Maybe this was a sign of the apocalypse. Like the four horsemen or something. Eventually Sammy opened the door and found them staring.
“Just how long have you all been there?” He asked, his smiling fading a little bit.
“I don’t get why you’re all making such a big deal about me smiling. That is what this is about, right?” Sammy leaned up against the doorframe. He was actually laughing quite a bit. This floored everyone even more. When was the last time Sammy had genuinely laughed at something?
Sammy rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Here’s the new music. I’m not going to let you all ruin my day.”
“Why are you so happy?” Henry asked.
“That’s my secret.” Sammy said, winking. “Now scram, the lot of you. I’ve got work to do.” Then he slammed the door in their faces. Everyone dispersed, and things mostly returned to normal. Except Sammy kept smiling throughout the whole day. The next day he was back to his normal self, but it wasn’t the last time this would happen. No matter how many times they saw Sammy smile, which didn’t happen very often, they still freaked out.