In hindsight, planning to tell everything to his brother may not have been the best idea. After all, if he told him, Bill would most likely kill them, which was the reason he had made the deal with Bill in the first place. To protect them from the triangle.

But he would find out eventually, and besides, there was no other way. It was ether tell him, or let him figure it out.

But still, Bill would definitely make sure that he paid if he told Stanley. He'd have to lie.

You know that Stanley can tell when you're lying.

He could convince Stanley. He knew that he could. After going through multiple dimensions for thirty years, lying to his brother seemed simple.

He sighed. Yes, lying was the only solution. The only way to keep his family safe.

"Ok sixer, now tell me what's up."

He snapped out of his thoughts, and quickly turned his head to where his brother stood.

"Honestly Stanley, I don't know why you're so concerned."

"Yeah, yeah, just tell me what's the matter with you. You've been acting weird, even for you."

"I've just been doing some work on the portal. I've been dismantling is, so that another incident won't happen again."

He noticed Stanley cringe when he said incident. He instantly felt guilty for bringing it up. He shouldn't have. He still hadn't forgotten what had happened yesterday, when he had fallen asleep in the bathroom. He internally slapped himself for saying it.

"Ok Ford, just don't over work yourself."

With that, he left. He heaved a sigh, and walked back to his room. He shut the door, and leaned against it.

"Hey hey glasses, did ya miss me? I bet you did? So, what has my puppet been doing lately?"

Oh God.

"What do you want Bill?"

"Well, what do you think, sixer? I need to borrow you again!"

The demon let out a twisted laugh. He enjoyed toying with him.

"It's the middle of the day! They'll see you!"

"Don't worry about that, glasses! I'm just checking in early. I'll be back tonight, so until then, try not to screw up my plans..."

He said that last part with a tone of malice. He knew about earlier. He was watching. With that, the demon disappeared in a flash of blue light.

He let out a groan. The last time he had possessed him, he purposely fell down the stairs. And what was he doing with the portal? He doubted that Bill would tell him.

Later that night, true to his word, Bill returned.

"Alright, let's get the show on the road, ok sixer?"

"Let's just hurry up, ok?"

Once again, having his soul ripped out was excruciatingly painful. He stifled a cry. He turned to look at his borrowed body, and sure enough, Bill was in it.

"Heheheheheh, man, your body is one that I still need to get used to! Anyway, I have a lot to do tonight, so let's get started!"

Bill opened the door, and he floated after him. He still felt the pain from being ripped out of his body. This time seemed to hurt more than the last one. Bill approached the vending machine, and held up his hand. It once again, began to glow blue, and the door swung open.

"Hey sixer, wanna race down the staaaaaaairs?"

"Bill, don't you even think about-"

"To late," he shouted, as he, once again, pitched forwards, and tumbled down the stairs.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh man, did that hurt! Pain is still hilarious!"

He continued to laugh as he approached the elevator. With a wave of his glowing hand, the elevator opened. Once he got to the portal room, he came up to the controls, with a sickening grin on his face. He held up his hands, and then slammed them onto the control panel, just like last time. The portal turned on, and began to glow that sickening color again. This time, the portal began to spit sparks. Almost as if it just couldn't reach where it was trying to go.

"Hmmmm, not enough power. Even I can't get it just yet. Guess this means I'll have to..."

Bill slowly turned to where he was hovering.

"Well, time to take this outside!"

This one felt long. I hope it's long enough. I'll have to try to make chapters longer, but for now, this is about it. Enjoy!

-CrimsonCoated Angel