|Dimension: Gravity Falls|

Bill Cypher sat on his throne of depressingly in-human rocks, sulking. Keyhole and Teeth were trying desperately to make him laugh, but Bill was only responding with feeble giggles. Pyronica sat at the bottom of the throne, sobbing loudly. All the other's, had left.

"I know Pyronica, I know." Bill sighed. Teeth stuck one of his arms into Keyhole, who comically imitated embarrassment. Bill looked the other way,mournfully unimpressed. His eyes widened, however, seeing a portal open to his dimension. Had the gang of do-gooders found him already? He had only been gone for so long! He didn't even have time to dramatically recover yet!

Or, even worse, what if it was the V. C. I.? What if what had discovered about his defeat already? Oh, the humiliation he would have to bear! Discord was lucky he didn't show promise in the first place.

But no, the figure that was spat out the portal was no human or creature he recognized. In fact, it was a child, a girl. She bore a large hat, one that was twice the size of her head. She landed on the ground with a surprisingly silent thud, looking around. She held a notebook and pencil in her hand, both were annoyingly cartoonish. Her eyes caught the triangle's, and he hid.

Never, in all his years, would he ever thought he would hide from someone. Especially not a little girl. He peaked over is throne again, and he saw her walking up a path of invisible steps. In due time, she got to his throne, and she stood on the edge of it. She gave a little bow, and tipped her hat. "Hello there, Illuminati!" She smiled, and Bill felt oddly offended.

"Who the he-" he started, only to be rudely interrupted.

"Call me Anon! Let's say I'm from the V. C. I., and I've gotten word that you've recently been defeated!" Bill felt nauseous at the girl's oddly cheerful expression. If she were truly from the V. c. I., she would be at least leering at him. "Am I correct?"

He rolled his eyes, though frantic. "Haha, those old rumors again? I don't know what you're talking about, kid, I've just been taking a break from all this villainy nonsense, ya know?" he laughed nervously.

The girl raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? That's an odd time to take a break, seeing as you've caused a right bit of mayhem." She paused, sweeping her legs out from under her, her hat staying glued to her head. "Did the screaming and crying finally get to you?" She asked politely, disgusting the triangle.

Eager for an excuse, he attempted a nonchalant, "Yep."

She gave a knowing 'mhmm,' then stood up and turned around, scribbling something on her notebook. "Given up then, I see. Well, if you need me, jus call!" As she stepped a foot off the throne, Bill came to his senses.

"Wait, WHAT?! Nono, please, don't label me as that!" He begged.

She raised her other eyebrow. "What? Oh, no, I don't have the authority to do that kind of thing." She shrugged. "I'm in the business of helping the defeated rise back to power!" She spinned around once. "Buuut, seeing as you're not defeated, I'll just head along-"

"Wait!" Bill said again. "What do I have to do?" He said seriously.

She 'hmm?'ed again. "Oh, you know, strive to obey my commands, that's pretty much it." Her tone seemed to change to an even higher level of cheerfulness.

Bill sighed. "That's it?" She nodded. It was usually a worse thing when that was ordered, but 'Anon' didn't seem like she'd do much harm. He put out his hand, which glowed a weak flame, and spoke, "Deal." She shook it delightedly, and without another word, she vanished into several droplets of mist.

This was a completely normal parting for someone of the V. C. I., which meant that wasn't the last time he'd see her. He wondered what dimension she was from, and why the hell was she so sickening?