did i update yesterday? i dont remember. anyway, here's a blast from the past. enjoy
Finally, Stanley had done it. Unearthed the spell to call forth the mighty demon Cipher from its domain. He was expecting gnashing fangs and beating wings. What he wasn't expecting, was Bill.
"Wow wee," said Bill from where he floated in the center of the circle. "First summons in 70 years and I was not expecting some weedy teen."
Stanley dropped his notebook."Y-you're a triangle!" He exclaimed, not bothering to correct the demon and insist that he was 22 and therefore hardly a teen, even if he did have a baby face and a bit of acne.
Bill rolled his eye. "Ten points to you, kid. Here, have a prize." He snapped his fingers and thousands of spiders fell on top of Stanley who shrieked only a little and frantically worked to shove them off his arms. As soon as they left his body the arachnids were revealed to be merely an illusion as they dissolved away in misty smoke.
Once Stanley got over the initial shock he started laughing. "That was great!" He said. "I can't believe that worked!"
"Sure did. The name's Bill Cipher. What can I do for you?"
Stanley grinned and picked up his notebook. "I have questions," he said. He flipped to a page about midway through the spiral bound journal, and skimmed it. "Like why does all this weird stuff happen in gravity falls, and is the government run by lizard people and oh! Ooooh!" At this he pulled a pencil from behind his ear and tapped it against his chin "What's the exact time and date of my death?"
Bill held up his arms in a placating gesture. "Easy, kid, slow down a minute." He pulled a cane from the ether and propped himself up on it. "Having questions is all well and good, but what's in it for me?"
"Oh, right," muttered Stanley. He adjusted his glasses and flipped to another page in his notebook. He cleared his throat and read, "In exchange for honest answers or solutions to the mysteries of gravity falls, I grant you full access to my dreams to be devoured by you."
Bill hummed thoughtfully. The deal was fair enough, and Bill knew that he had enough wiggle room to give the kid answers without really giving him answers, but he was pretty sure he could get more out of this. "How about this instead: you get one question per day, which I will answer, and in exchange I get to live with you and eat your dreams."
"Why would you want to live with me?" Stanley asked, only a little confused. That was a really odd request.
Now there was a question. The truth was, Bill was incredibly bored. And it wasn't everyday he got summoned for answers and knowledge for its own sake rather than to get ahead of others. "Because you seem interesting, kid. So are you gonna take the deal or no?" Bill was already holding out his hand, ready to shake.
Stanley went over the new terms in his head. Something seemed a little off. "I ask you one question per day?"
"Yep!"
"Which you answer..."
"That's what I said."
Stanley figured out what it was. "How about this: I ask you one question per day, which you answer truthfully and in exchange you live with me and eat my dreams?"
Bill had to hand it to him, the kid was smart. "Sound like a deal?"
Stanley stuck out his hand. "Deal."
They shook.
this fic is primarily prompt driven. leave a prompt and it'll go into the pool, etc etc
