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When Bill woke up the next morning, his head hurt like nothing else in the world. It shot millions of pinpricks of pain through his entire body, setting everything on fire. The demon coughed, rattling his body with the force of it. Blood splattered the inside of his muzzle and dripped out of the mask's holes.

Bill's coughs wracked his entire body with pain, all the way down to his toes. His throat was dry and his hand was shredded and bloodied all the way down to the bone. His teeth hurt and he felt magically drained. What the hell happened to me? he wondered.

Meanwhile, Ford Pines had woken up just a few minutes ago. Ford dressed, made himself a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast, and entered the elevator. The doors dinged open at the lab to reveal Bill still in his harness, spearing him through with his piercing glare.

"'Ou yeh me ou' o' 'ere, Sisher!" Bill screamed through his muzzle. Ford sighed and pinched his forehead. Today was going to be a long day. Ford entered the cell's unlock code and stepped in front of Bill. In his hand was a massive first-aid kit that he was going to use to patch Bill up.

"Bill, I'll patch you up and let you out if you promise not to make a run for it. You must swear not to harm me either." Ford demanded. He wasn't about to run the foolhardy risk of letting Bill injure him. Only a few people knew that Bill's saliva and blood was dangerously poisonous, and Ford did NOT want to have to invent an antidote. That was also the reason for the muzzle last night.

Bill grinned murderously behind the muzzle. "Sisher, I reeyey hate 'ou, 'ou know 'at? 'Ou nefer ayow me any fun! But yesh, I shupposh I agyeey to 'ur termshs." The former demon tilted his head upwards a bit to reveal the muzzle's straps, allowing Ford access to the softer, more vulnerable part of his neck.

Ford had to stop himself from letting out a small gasp from slight. Bill's neck was covered in chafe marks from all the struggling that he had done last night. Ford unhooked Bill from the glass wall and got the muzzle off. He placed it gently on the floor, stepping away to prevent Bill from biting him and thus poisoning him.

He grabbed the rubbing alcohol and bandages from the kit and walked back over to the curious demon on the wall. "Are you ready for me to work on your neck?" Ford asked seriously. Even though he didn't need Bill's permission, it was always a good idea to let him have some semblance of control. Bill got panicked when he couldn't control anything, and Ford really didn't need to deal with that on top of the injuries.

Bill nodded carelessly. "Why not, Sixer. Don't want them to get infected, do we? Then I could die of an infection and your precious little Pinetree might die too!"

Bill giggled happily and Ford had to resist the urge to strangle the arrogant demon. He pulled out a portion of bandage and rubbed some antibiotic cream on the chafe marks. Ford wound the bandage all the way around Bill's neck and finally tied it off in the back.

"Do I look okay?" Bill asked sarcastically. "I mean, does this bandage make me look peaky? What about yellow? Do I look yellow?"

Ford groaned. "No, the bandage does not make you look peaky, okay?" Internally, Bill was quite happy that he had found a way to annoy the crap out of Sixer. Think of it as a small payback for the confinement last night. Bill let out another small giggle, which Ford ignored as he removed the harness from around Bill's body. "Bill, I need you to tell me what you injured last night so I can patch it up, okay?"

Bill's eyes lost their momentary shine of laughter and mirth. "Well, Sixer, whose fault was it that I got beaten up yesterday night? 'Cause, I definitely didn't do it because I was locked up in a cell meant to contain magical creatures. Oh wait, I WAS." Bill's eyes were starting to look a little crimson around the edges, and his teeth were getting a little sharper as he spoke. "And guess who locked me up?" Bill continued. "YOU!" he shrieked.

Ford stepped back in a hurry. "Bill, calm down. If you don't, I'm going to have to do something that you definitely won't like," Ford warned. Bill looked fully enraged now, and the older scientist really didn't want to think about his chances in a fight with Bill, even if the demon's powers were weaker. Bill was still quite crafty. While Ford was searching his pockets for his special tranquilizer, Bill's eyes were getting redder and his teeth were definitely getting much sharper.

Before Ford could react, Bill's feet flew forward. Ford howled as Bill's teeth found their way into his arm. The formerly yellow demon ripped his fangs out of Ford's arm and formed themselves into a wicked smile. "Sixer, you should really improve your taste. You're awful." Ford growled at Bill. There really was NO limit to how far the demon would go to harm the Pines family, was there? As if he could read Ford's mind, Bill smiled. "Unless we make a deal together, I don't have to do anything. I can lie, and I can cheat you out of any so-called "promise". Promises don't mean a thing to demons, only deals do, so what the hell!"

"What about listening to Dipper? You're bound to him, isn't that how these types of thing work?" Ford asked through gritted teeth. Bill grinned a happy grin, blood dripping out through his teeth. Ford's arm hurt like hell itself, and he wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug smirk off of Bill's face. Ford could feel Bill's venom seeping through his veins. Soon, the venom would shut down his nervous system and kill him if the antidote wasn't found. Thankfully, the poison was slow-acting, so Ford had about a week to find the antidote.

While Ford was distracted weighing his chances, Bill snarled and leaped forward, ready to bite the scientist again to accelerate the damage. This time though, Ford was ready and swatted Bill out of the air, straight into a glass cell wall. The former demon growled and staggered to his feet, wiping the blood away from under his nose, and licking away the blood on his teeth. "You haven't lost your touch, have you, Sixer?" Bill called out mockingly.

Ford hastily turned around and began to tear through the medical kit to find his vial of tranquilizer, when Bill gave a loud wheeze and collapsed onto the floor, out cold, probably for the rest of the day. Ford got up, hauled the demon to a chair, and started to fix his injuries. A few minutes later, Bill's injuries and wounds were all patched up. Hopefully, they would stay that way for a long, long time.

Ford unlocked the glass cell and roughly leaned Bill against one of the walls. When the demon awoke, he would find himself unable to get out of the prison, just like yesterday night. Ford cracked his back and headed upstairs via the elevator. The elevator dinged open on the ground floor, and Ford stepped out from behind the vending machine only to be hit in the face with a pancake.

Mabel giggled as the pancake she had thrown landed on her Grunkle's face. "Grunkle Ford! Food fight!" she shrieked with delight. Ford just, grinned, shook his head, and wiped the syrup off of his face. Downstairs, something far less pleasant was happening.

Bill opened his eyes carefully, wanting to make sure that Ford was actually gone. He didn't need the older scientist to know that he was still awake. The demon quietly got out of his chair and tapped in the correct passcode to open the cell doors. Last time, Sixer hadn't been so careful to conceal the passcode, simply because he thought that Bill was unconscious. Silly Sixer. You should never trust a demon.


AN: Hey guys! For the people following this story, sorry that my update took 4 months... life was hectic for me because school started. Exams are right around the corner too, so the next update REALLY might take a long time again. I promise more action in the next chapter. Sorry for the delay. So long for now... Lights out!