Bill's eye was wide as he looked desperately around the living room in Stan's mindscape. "No, No, NO, NO!" Stan made a comment to him, and it went right through him, his next words came out in a mad rush, survival was all he cared about at this point. "LET ME OUT OF HERE, LET ME OUT!" He tried to tear a gap in the mind scape, with the bright fire closing in on him he couldn't focus enough. "No, why isn't this WORKING?!"

His Mind fading away, he tried bargaining with him, but his form began shifting madly and he couldn't hear Stan's response, from crazed doodles, ancient statues, to a truly achromatic form, his lifetime flashed by. Stan smiled grimly, as he landed a would be killer punch on the dream demon. His panicked eyes scanned around, and painfully he forced himself into a one dimensional form, seeing a miniscule crack opening in the mindscape. He didn't know where it would lead, out would be best…

As he flew through the rift in reality he began recognizing parts of it. Symbols scattered on the walls, and a thick beam of light connecting everything. He slowly stretched out into a more suitable form ready to greet his summoner when he fell into the dimension he was being summoned into. Realizing that he'd been saved from certain mental destruction, his eye grew distant. He would owe his summoner a dept, of life.

White gave way to a tall office, trinkets littered the desk in the centre, and bookshelves lined one side of the almost circular room. Looking down, he threw away his vague blurred form, for his pyramid like one. Eye glinting, he tipped the room to the old man looking up at him. "Hi there, names Bill. Bill Cipher, nice place you got here."

The old man smiled, and a sparkle appeared in his eyes. "Hello, Bill Cipher, I am Dumbledore, I was looking for a guardian spirit."

Bill laughed "I'm not exactly a guardian spirit, but sure! I'll protect if you offer the right stuff, smart guy!"

Dumbledore seemed a little nervous, but replied with a steady voice and smile, "I offer a human body to inhabit and a property full of deadly plants in Whitby to you, in return for guarding a boy by the name of Harry Potter for at least one school year." Bill detached his arms and picked up the body with them, turning it around thoughtfully, thinking about the offer. A 3D form to inhabit, and poison to get back at the Pines with?

He stared at it for a while, then made another hand appear and reach to shake Dumbledore's hand. "You got yourself a deal!" Then, cackling, he jumped into the body, listening as his voice adjusted smoothly to it. He grinned, opening the puppet's eyes. "Well, this is pretty neat~!"

Dumbledore smiled, nerves abandoned. "You can rest wherever you want for the first night, but I would like you to sleep in the same Dorm as Harry Potter and attempt to befriend him on the train tomorrow morning…?" Bill waved him off, stretching the puppet's- no, his three dimensional limbs. "Sure, whatever, it's just so good to be 3D for once!"

Dumbledore shook his head amusedly, and gestured toward the door. "Explore if you like, but remember that Human bodies get tired if they stay awake too long."

Phew, that's a bit shorter than I planned but at least I finally got it done. Tell me what you think, and whether you want me to continue in a review! Criticism is appreciated~!

Don't anything, give Hirsch your hugs, not me.

BCoH signing out.