My Boss is a Demon
Chapter 1 – Et tu
Life on Earth has never been easy after Bill Cipher succeeded in breaking free of Gravity Falls' weirdness field, and he conquered the world, and now he rules all. After a few years, people started to realize the number one tip of survival: don't just NOT get on Bill's bad side, but also NEVER get in his way AT ALL. If you're out of sight, you're out of mind, and believe me when I say the last mind you want to be on is Bill Cipher's.
Luckily, since our world wasn't 'flat', as Bill put it, he was becoming more and more amused as to how many ways he could bend and warp reality at his will. So, despite the hellish world we now live in, the bright side about it is that Bill isn't as crazy as he used to be…but that never meant everything went back to normal, no. And since things in your universe were never the same, you were running out of options.
You were a beautiful, young, twenty year old woman with (H/L) (H/C), and believe or not, you moved out of you parents house shortly after Bill took over and changed everything, and since he ruined your chances to make good money with becoming a doctor, you realized that all those years of advanced studying and classes, skipping grades and medical school was wasted…and all because of that demon.
To be honest, you've never actually met Bill Cipher himself; you've merely seen him on the old broken T.V. on the news, and that's it…and you were very curious about him.
But despite your cursed curiosity, you still hated Bill to the bottom of your heart…even though you needed his help. Yes, you needed Bill's help, even though you REALLY didn't want it. But what other choice did you have? With the universe in a nut-shell apocalypse, careers were hitting rock bottom harder than a brick, and that meant your job was a mere clerk in a run-down dollar store that only sold canned beans and brown meat. Yeah, it was all sunshine and butterflies for you. Since all that sunshine was so 'fun', you were forced to travel far from your home to a little part of Oregon, USA that you heard used to be a sleepy town called Gravity Falls, whatever the heck that means.
At least public transportation still existed, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to take the bus to the nearest abandoned station, and when you got off the bus, you looked up to find that you were right underneath Bill Cipher's castle, in which he called the 'Fearamid'?
Puns. Funny, right?
Anyway, as you adjusted your (F/C) skirt and long-sleeved shirt, and you bent down to fix the souls of your (F/C) flats, and then you brought both hands up to your head to make sure your hair was still in its sloppy but suitable bun.
But then you realized that the Fearamid was thousands of feet up in the air…so how the heck were you supposed to get up there? But just as you started to ponder that, the unthinkable happened!
In a white flash, you suddenly found yourself right in front of the giant, triangle-shaped 'front door' of the castle, and you gasped while glancing around frantically, searching for an answer as to what just happened and how.
"Et tu, (F/N) (L/N)?!" called an echoic voice.
Startled, you turned towards the direction of the voice, which you figured came from the thrown room, and you reluctantly started in that direction with caution.
"L-look…wh-whoever's there…I-I come in peace, and I'm only here to see-!" You called out while cupping you hands to your mouth to amplify your voice, but the same voice interrupted you.
"ME?!"
You jumped again when the voice started laughing maniacally, and you were once again transported in a white flash, but this time, you found yourself standing in the throne room, not far from there you just were; you looked up and you knees became shaky when you realized you were standing in front of Bill Cipher's throne, made from the stone imprisoned residents of the town…and the throne wasn't empty.
Sitting upon his throne with his legs crossed and his hands clasped together, staring down at you with his one eye, was none other than the flat, triangle-shaped Dream Demon himself.
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YES! You finally get to meet him! And to be honest, he's not as intimidating in person than you thought he would be.
"That's not what your knees are saying," Bill suddenly stated, and you gasped when you realized he just read your mind.
"How did you-?" you tried to ask.
"Oh, I know all and see all, Toots. Ya can't keep ANYTHING from me!" Bill shouted while his voice suddenly deepened to demonic pitches, but he soon leaned back while placing his arms behind his 'head'.
"So, you need a job, and you think the best employer to come to is me, huh?"
"W-well…" you stuttered.
"Stop stuttering, it's pathetic," Bill hissed, "first rule of being my slave is ya can't act like some little daffodil."
"Wait! Slave?! I-I never said anything about being your slave!" you protested in fear.
"Ha-ha! It's funny because you think you actually have a choice!" Bill laughed while slapping a hand to his knee, but then he glared down at you while floating out of his throne to get eye level with you. But as her glared directly into your fearful (E/C) eyes, the demonic black slit of his single eye only struck more fear into your heart.
"Yes, you're right to be afraid in my presence, (L/N)," Bill cooed and bright a finger to your chin to force you to look up as he floated upward a bit, "I can give you protection, a home, and a much better life—and you only have to do as I say—and don't you DARE say no!"
As his voice deepened to demonic growls again, you felt your heartbeat quicken for your life. What if you really didn't have a choice? You've seen what Bill could do on the news, and your universe was a perfect example of his power, so you couldn't fight him…but a SLAVE? You're out of options, not desperate.
Bill was right when he said you were scared of him, but you had the audacity to glare back and push his hand away.
"What if I don't want to be your slave? Are ya gonna kill me if I refuse?" you sneered, but Bill only chuckled and straightened his little bowtie.
"Rebellious, aren't we? Well, I guess you can protest in Hell!" Bill laughed maniacally and brought his hand up to snap his fingers.
"WAIT, WHAT?!" you exclaimed with fear, but before you knew it, Bill snapped his fingers and you soon found yourself in a giant fiery pit with giant roaring flames quickly closing in.
Yeah, no, you were no in a pit in Hell…don't question why, QUESTION HOW YOU'RE GOING TO GET OUT! The fire was already starting to feel like lava, making you quickly heat up dangerously quicker than humans should, and you were sent into a panic.
"AAAAHHHH! HELP, SOMEONE, ANYONE, GET ME OUT OF HERE!" you screamed while almost pulling you hair out.
"Anyone?" a familiar voice asked calmly.
"No, not you! ANYONE but you!" you protested angrily while not even bothering to turn around since you already knew who the owner of the voice was, and you didn't dare look at him after he basically just brought you to Hell.
"Tick tock, (F/N)! You can either stay here in eternal torture, or I can save you if you promise to meet my demands!" Bill added while crossing his arms and legs and floated around you.
"Why the hell do I have to be your slave?!" you snapped and suddenly turned towards the demon with a death glare.
"Because there's something special about you! Why do you think I haven't killed you by now! I've seen your future, and it will be full of fame and fortune—when you accept me as your boss," Bill replied calmly.
"What do you mean WHEN?! What makes you so confident that I'm gonna go with you?!"
"Because I'm just going to keep terrorizing you until you do!"
Suddenly, Bill laughed maniacally again and snapped his finger, and in the blink of an eye, you were no longer in a fiery pit; you opened you eyes, energy drained, to find yourself floating in a black void.
"I was something from you, (F/N) (M/N) (L/N), and depending on your choice, it will seal your fate. But being the whimsical and psychopathic being I am, I'm going to tell it to you MY way: in a riddle," you heard Bill's voice echo through the void, but he was nowhere in sight.
"Of no use to one. Yet absolute bliss to two. The small boy gets it for nothing. The young man has to lie or work for it. The old man has to buy it. The baby's right, the lover's privilege, the hypocrite's mask. To the young girl, faith; to the married woman, hope; to the old maid, charity. What am I?"
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You had NO bloody idea what he was going on about.
"What are you talking about?" you finally asked.
"When you figure it out, it will be your choice to give it to me, and your choice will have a great influence on your fate, but until then…" Bill's voice came, and yet another unexpected thing happened. You looked down and gasped when you saw transparent and light blue cuffs on your wrists that were connected by a single heavy chain, and you soon felt a metal band clasp around your neck; even though you couldn't see it, the band around your neck was made from the same light blue energy as the cuffs on your wrists. But a chain suddenly appeared out of thin air, and it lead out to the dark void where it disappeared into the blackness. But as you examined the chain from you neck and the cuffs on your wrists, you suddenly felt a sharp tug at the chain connected to the band around your neck, and you grunted in pain from the sudden force.
But then Bill appeared, floating slowly up to your face with the chain in one hand.
"I mean it, (F/N); DON'T get on me bad side," Bill stated firmly while giving the chain another quick tug, pulling your face even closer to his one eye.
"You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."
It's official. You really DON'T have a choice.
Sorry for the short chapter. Anyway, this is my first X Reader story, so don't judge me. I hope you will enjoy this story, and if you have any requests, please let me know. The readers' opinion always matters!
Until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!
