A/N: Sorry for the long wait everyone. It's been rough since the last chapter. At least I was able to post two side stories that goes with this story to keep you guys entertained. My problem was I wanted to make sure the one scene was perfect, and I'm still not sure. XD Especially since... Well you'll read. I'll talk more about that part at the end of the chapter.

Warning: Mention of Cannibalism, Physical Abuse, Billdip Smut, Dream Death

Bill floated around the twisting confusing maze of Michiru's memories in the strange temple of their Mindscape. It changed again since the last time he was in here, but he wasn't surprised since he noticed that the other two times he snuck in here while his Mich was occupied with other worries and things. With how she sometimes blocked stuff from him, he could kinda see now how she did it. The constant change in her memories and thoughts would make it harder for him to read what she was thinking or remembering at the time. His Mich must had figured this trick out quick for it to even work on him, but it wasn't perfect yet. Which was all well and good, he should see if there was a way to remedy that. Maybe if he opened a bunch of windows around here it would counteract her blocks. That or he would just keep getting glimpses into random memories. He only made a deal not to do anything with the memories themselves, not with her Mindscape. How thoughtless of her not to think of that. He chuckled while snapping his fingers and making his image appear on walls in different places as he floated by while he looked at the doors around him. He might not have his Sight outside of the Mindscape, but in here it works just fine. Useful in situations where beings attempted to lock him out of their minds like Ford. Though he hasn't attempted to see if he can reestablish that link yet in this world yet. It might even be dangerous to try with his current situation, at least until he finds a way to regain his power.

Soon he found a long hallway with plenty of locked doors, though he seem to be floating upside down. The girl really had a weird Mindscape for her memories, his wasn't any better, but he was a demon. A demon was expected to have a twisted Mindscape. This place was just… Odd. Especially for a human, and he doesn't even feel its from any of his influence, it's too soon for that. Below him was a massive void of space, but unlike outside that was in the rare color, it was all black and white. Another strange thing since while their share mindscape did turn black and white during the short time of their "joining", her rare color trait did overrule his usual mind trait to make everything colorful in here. Honestly when it first changed on him it surprised him, but now he had come to appreciate he didn't have to see things in black and white all the time in here anymore unless he went into some of his memories. Maybe he can find just what made the girl so strange inside of here. It just isn't normal for a human, especially for one of this dimension.

The hallway was starting to give him chills. He looked at the doors, but so far none had the symbol that matched his key, he knew he had seen the symbol before so he know they were here, but just where were those stupid memories. Finally, near the end of the hallway on the left side he found one such door. He made the key appear and unlocked the door to see the memory inside.

"First you smash them, to get the jelly out."

It was the singing Bill first noticed as he floated into the memory. The room was small, with barely anything in it. Just a bed, a small bookshelf, and a wardrobe that was covered in beer cans and trash. On the floor a younger version of his Mich could be seen drawing something in a notebook.

"Then you chop the rest, and add them to the pot."

It must have been before their deal because she looked at least a year younger in this memory. A little more happy then too, but he couldn't see her eyes to really tell. Her brunette hair was longer then and was in a pair of pigtails.

"Granny taught me how to cut the meat.

Strip it down to the bone, make sure to save the blood."

The song itself was interesting. The demon had never heard of it before, not even a variation like he knew of some songs that would be from this universe. Either the girl had made it up, or it was taught in the family only. For some reason, he had a feeling it was something the girl shouldn't be singing.

"And when you add it all together, you stir it in the pot.

Then we'll have a feast of flesh, just for me and Gran!"

Yep, the song was really something the girl shouldn't be singing. It was then he took notice of the drawing she was working on, a badly drawn kitchen with what look like her and he guessed her grandmother working over some body parts. That kinda explains the weird sense of humor she has, but seriously cannibalism in this day and age? Well he did hear about that one weird show with the gay guys. What was it called? Wannibal, Gannibal, Deerabal, or something like that. Even to him it was fucking creepy and went to far with the deer skulls. They should just call it Billibal. Everything sounds better with his name in front of it!

"Michelle!" a voice rang out in the room in anger. The small girl froze at the voice and let one of the crayons she was using fall out of her fingers. By how her small form was shaking, she knew she was in trouble. Bill turned to see where the voice was coming from. A tall, muscular man loomed over his Mich and slapped her across her face. His blue eyes were filled with anger and hatred towards her. Even though Bill knew this was a memory, for some reason that act alone made him feel anger towards the male meatsack. The girl was HIS to torture and abuse after all, but there was some conflict with that particular thought. He dismissed it as not important and focused on the scene in front of him.

"You foolish bitch! Stop your disgusting nonsense now!" the tall man yelled at her as he kicked her this time, sending her rolling into the bookcase behind her. Her only reaction from the slap and kick was to gasp in pain and curl up in a ball as she held her stomach on the floor. She wouldn't let him win this time, couldn't let him see her cry. The demon sense this all from the memory version of his Mich. He was beginning to understand why this memory was locked up. The man didn't like he wasn't getting the reaction he wanted out of the girl so he came closer and grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her up off of the ground. There was no way she couldn't hold in the scream of pain as it escaped past her lips.

"Daddy please!" Michiru cried out desperately, her small fingers trying to pry open her father's huge digits from being tangled in her brown curls. Tears fell down from her hazel eyes as she fought against her powerful tormentor as he cruelly smiled down at her. He was just looking for an excuse to do this to her again. It never matter what she did, this was his foreplay to something much worse.

"You like it you little slut," he cooed at her as he threw the girl against the wall. Bill watched all of this unfold without an ounce of emotion now, finally reigning in his unwanted developing feelings under control. If he could get them under control in here, then maybe he could handle them with the real deal. An image from earlier flashed through his mind as it reflected on his surfaced, the position the pair of them were in when he got mad at her. He was over his anger by then, but the feeling he knew they both felt then was odd and just plain UNNATURAL to him. This scene wasn't helping anything, it was really testing his limits with these urg dare he think it FEELINGS.

He couldn't stand the memory anymore. The cries, the screams of pain, everything the he loved about being a demon just didn't work with her. Bill left the memory, letting it fade into nothingness and the door closed behind him, shutting and locking itself once again. The demon took a glance at the lock when he heard the click. It HAD to be some kind of self-defense thing to do that. Rarely did a door relock itself once open, not even the memories from earlier that he unintentionally unlocked did it. He could somehow feel those memories shifting around this confusing place. He looked around the hallway again and noticed the doors had changed their symbols.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!? EVEN MY MINDSCAPE DOESN'T CHANGE THIS OFTEN!," he shouted out loud as he started floating around the random hallways again. What was it about this girl that drove him to extremes? Even Pinetree or Sixer wasn't this hard to figure out! Okay, Sixer was a pushover anyway, but at least Pinetree had a little fight in him. He's even missing Shooting Star's dreams right now with all that fuckery inside of them. Damn that girl had some MESSED UP dreams for a twelve year old.

It was in the middle of thinking this thought that he noticed another one of the symbols that matched the key. Finally, he found another memory, and this one didn't take as long as the last one. Hopefully he can get done this before their body… He just really thought that didn't he. THEIR BODY. Yeah, that's it. As soon as he get's back to the other universe he is stealing another time wish and making it so this NEVER happens. Maybe he'll be nice enough not to cause the end of the world the next time around, at least till he takes care of the Pines family. IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT HE IS IN THIS MESS TO BEGIN WITH!

He takes the key and opens the door, trying not to let all the new emotions overwhelm him. He was already pissed off enough as it is, but at least he should have some good ammunition to throw at Mich to make him feel better. He might not like her cries and screams of distress for some odd reason, but making her mad was hilarious and worked to energize him just nicely. Even more so to see just what she would do in retaliation like with those things she called doritos. He chuckled a bit when he remembered feeling the blush on their… HER face when he implied it made him horney. Like a demon like him can be fill with lust. He floated through the door and was greeted with a surprising scene.

Bill spotted a bed with two men naked on top of the covers, roughly kissing each other, panting with each breath they took as they took their lips apart to breathe for air. The one man on the bottom had brown curled hair and deep emerald green eyes, the lighting was bad, but he could just make out the start of a birthmark that gave a clue of who the man might be. The other one, the demon just glared at because he had a sneaking suspicion on just who that one was supposed to represent. He realized this must be some kind of dream memory as he glared at the one golden eyed man with golden hair with a smirk too big for his face. Is this what people of this world think of him? Some kind of human fucktoy to pleasure themselves in dreams with?

He tried to turn and leave the dream memory, but the door had disappeared on him. Bill knew then, somehow, someway, his Mich had tricked him. HOW DARE SHE TRICK HIM!? HE IS BILL CIPHER A BEING OF PURE FUCKING ENERGY WITH ALL KNOWLEDGE OF THE MULTIVERSE! When he gets out of here she is in for a NIGHTMARE OF PAIN! With no door, the only way might be for the memory to run its course and wait to see if the door reappears. That might be what she is waiting on. Oh Michiru is so going to get it. He is going to disembowel the girl if it's the last thing he does, fuck the consequences.

The dream Pinetree moaned out in a loud voice that got Bill's attention back on the scene in front of him, even through all he wanted to do was ignore it. His whole form vibrated in anger and disgust, yet he kept looking on, waiting for the memory to end so he could get out of here. Again the two dream humans smashed their lips together, but the blond grinned and soon left the lips to peck kisses along Pinetree's neckline, till he found a spot that made another moan leave the younger male's mouth. With that, the humanized demon opened his mouth, revealing a set of fangs and bit down on the spot, making blood leak out of the wound which the dream version of himself licked up in bliss. His claws raked up his partner's side, earning another moan as more blood spilled out of the now open wounds. Yesh, no wonder his Mich is fucked up.

"Bill… Fuck me…" panted a very sweaty Pinetree as he pulled the other closer. Now that got Bill's attention. Never had he heard words sound so… Dare he think, SATISFYING come out of anyone's mouth, let alone Pinetree's? Was this girl TRYING to CORRUPT HIM or something? Bad enough he corrupted himself with these fleshy feelings because he had no choice, but was he now to be led down a path to lust of the flesh too? All because of this girl and the stupid thing he HAD to do to SURVIVE? He was a dream demon, not a low life sex demon from the thirty-ninth dimension! Yet he couldn't stop watching! What was wrong with him!? If there was any time the demon actually felt anything close to regret it was now. Stupid feelings, stupid dimension with no mindscape, and most of all STUPID BOND. He felt like he was losing himself more and more the longer he stayed here and it hasn't even been that long. He thought it wouldn't be this fast for things to affect him.

"Just a little more my sweet sapling," the fake him cooed as he grabbed a small bottle off the desk next to the bed and put some lubricant on his fingers. He then spread Pinetree's legs apart and placed one of the fingers inside his entrance. Bill just couldn't believe this. He tried closing his eye again to the memory only to find himself opening it as he heard Pinetree scream out his name as his fake self prepared him for penetration. He knew what he was feeling, but he didn't know how exactly he was feeling it. He didn't have a meatsack to feel arousal, yet here he was listening to all of this and feeling aroused. He watched as his fake self added a second finger and gently scissored them, stretching the hole wider. Pinetree could do nothing but squirm and curse incoherently underneath him.

"Fuck Bill!" he screamed out again as his fake self seem to glow with mischief. He had added a third finger and curled them, touching the sapling in his prostate. His untouched penis dripping with precum down the side as it looked close to reaching its breaking point. His fake human self didn't look any better off, dripping with sweat and heavily breathing as he removed his fingers from Pinetree's ass and re-positioned his legs to give him better access. He stopped short of putting his penis in, looking at his partner's face as he whimpered at the sudden loss of contact.

"Beg."

That's all it took, that one word, and Pinetree was sobbing and begging for the human Bill to fuck him. Bill's own eye was slightly widen at the scene, looking at this strange display. It was a sight he knew he would never see on his own Pinetree or anyone else for that matter.

Maybe his Mich could make the same face.

It was a thought that was killed as soon as it had appeared. There was no way he would ever EVER even consider that with her. Even if he did want to indulge in these new feelings, he HATED the girl. He continued to tell himself this, lying to himself about what he felt earlier with the choking was nothing but a rush from feeling her life in his hands. That's all.

It was then the fake him buried himself in Pinetree's ass. Pounding harshly on his cheeks with his thighs as the young man kept begging for the human demon to go faster. Both parties voices sounded almost as one as they moaned over the sounds of skin hitting skin. Soon Pinetree screamed his name as white liquid shot out of his penis and landed on his stomach, his pants barely heard through the whimpers he was making as he came down from his high. The fake demon soon screamed out his partner's name afterward as he came, the white cum leaking out of his sapling's ass. Both men looked into each others eyes as they panted, exhausted from the amazing time they had. Bill himself felt strange and searched around, finally seeing the door appear before him. He quickly made his escape before the memory could start over and he was trapped here again.

Once outside, his float height dropped some as he closed his eye and took a deep non-existent breath. He was glad to finally be out of that dream memory, and boy oh boy wasn't his Mich gonna pay dearly for it. Not only for that, but for tricking him with his own deal. He is the one who makes the tricks in the deals, not some lowlife meatsack. Now that he was away from the uncomfortable situation, his anger was quickly building back up inside of him till he quickly went from a red to a black. He opened his eye to show off his angry red orb. It was time to pay a bitch back.

Michiru was still outside by the dragon statues waiting for Bill to come back from her memories. The table and chair she had before were now gone, as she thought it best not to have anything around he could use to smash her against, not that he couldn't create anything to do so. Well, best not to tempt fate as they say. She felt which memories were opened by him, and when he entered the second one, she made sure to change the symbol quickly to lock him in. She figured that would be the way to do it, since she knew with the deal in place he couldn't blast himself out of the memory. She also had a feeling teleporting didn't quite work the same either, not for a memory anyway.

She was trying to remember a bit about the first memory he revealed around the same time he was locked in the second one. She vaguely remembered it, almost. Not the song for sure, it was the first time she heard it, yet it was right there in her memory. Did locking the memory somehow block her from somehow remembering the song? Where did she even learn it? She didn't even remember where she even learned the strange song, but now in remembering she had a feeling she did know it. Michi grabbed her head, hoping she could shake the answer out of it, but to no avail. She knew what the song was about, she knew she wasn't taught by anyone in her family, so who taught her that song? Somehow she knew for a fact she did not make up the song herself. She would have to ask Bill if he noticed anything in the memory once he got over his anger at her. If he got over his anger at her. If there was one thing she knew about him, Bill Cipher hates getting tricked with his own deals and that's basically what she just did to him. She'll be lucky to still have her soul after this, let alone still be alive.

"OH MICHIRU!" a booming voice called out from just outside her temple. Shit, he was here already. The triangle demon and black with fury, his eye blazing red in anger and hatred at her. Oh yeah, pissed off was an understatement at his reaction. He appeared in front of her and grabbed her with his hand, now grown to fit around her body as it started to squeezed the life out of her.

"Bi… Bill…" she started as she tried to struggle out of the enraged demon's grip, "It was ju… just a jo… joke." Bill's eye narrowed on her as he tighten his grip just a bit more. He wasn't ready to end the punishment just yet.

"OH A JOKE YOU SAY. SILLY ME FOR NOT TAKING IT THAT WAY. YOU KNOW, BECAUSE YOU TRICKED ME USING MY OWN DEAL!" the demon boomed in his demonic voice at her. She flinched at the loud voice, her mind going oh shit over and over again as she knew she was in deep trouble. At the same time, she was really getting tired of his drama queen attitude.

"First off I didn't trick you per say Cipher!" she snapped back all of a sudden, "I gave you a key to a good amount of my memories that are locked, just SOME of them happened to be sexual in nature. I just played a prank on making sure you just happen to open one of the doors that starred you."

The demon squeezed her even tighter, she felt like all her bones were slowly being crushed. She wondered if she died here would she actually died in the waking world. If she did, what would happen to him? Why the the Nine Hells was she even worried about him? She felt his grip relax a bit after the thought, her body getting some relief from the pressure.

"YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND DO YOU MICH? CAN'T LEARN FROM THE LAST LESSON AND JUST HAD TO FUCK IT UP AGAIN. YOU'RE LITTLE TRICKS AND PRANKS ARE NOT GOING TO FLY BY ME. JUST BECAUSE I NEED YOU, DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T BREAK YOU," he shouted at her again. She could feel him shaking as he held her within his grip. Just what happen in the memory? Did her joke go too far somehow?

"What do you mean I don't understand? All I get from this is that you can do whatever you want with me, but if I even try one thing against you, even in play, it's all, 'Time to Punish the Michiru' time," she retorted, "And THAT doesn't fly with me Cipher. I'm trying to get along with you, but if you want the stick up your angle then this isn't gonna work out between us." Michiru glared at the demon now, her fear slowly turned to anger with some worry. She knew she was asking for it now.

"YOU KNOW WHAT MICH? YOU RIGHT. IT ISN'T GONNA WORK OUT BETWEEN US."

With that, Bill squeezed his hand as hard as he could. Michi felt all her bones crush, and the air being let out of her lungs. With a blinding pain, she blacked out, hearing the crazed manic laughter of the demon as she wondered if she will ever wake up again. Soon she didn't even think anymore as her conscience faded.

A/N2:

Again, sorry for the long wait. Work has been giving me full weeks and I've been dealing with some other stuff.

I hope you guys like this chapter. I worked really hard on the Billdip scene, but a certain Dorito likes to monologue. I swear... *shakes head* My type of writing is very odd. I don't actually have control of the characters in a sense. They tend to write themselves. So basically when writing this, I'm basically yelling at my version of Bill to stop talking during the scene. Heh... Yeah I must be insane.

Oh before I forget, I got some fanart commissioned of Michiru and Bill. ^^

Sleepran: post/141622862593/sleepran-commission-for-therollingtire-their
P-sebae: post/142279795743/p-sebae-commission-of-an-oc-possessed-by-bill
Iwanttobeadino: post/143710545548/iwanttobeadino-we-share-the-same-fire

Three amazing artists that did an amazing job especially since they did it from a description. You guys should really commission them yourselves sometime.

Welp Michi out! Onto the next chapter!