"Did Ford tell you or am I just-"
"I've had my personal suspicions long before. You must've gotten worse at tricking people when you became human," Stan smirked briefly. His smile dropped, "So, what's your deal? You've got to have some problem my brother's used to convince himself you're not gonna kill anyone."
Bill frowned, "Other than being forced to be human? Are you like-"
"Insane? Not more than you, that's for sure."
Bill let out a forced laugh, glancing to his left and settled uneasily into the wall, arms crossed, "Why care?"
Stan shrugged, "Mind if I call it curiosity?"
"Yes," Bill growled between clenched teeth.
Stan shook his head,"What do you want Bill? Why are you even still here?"
"I- Just want to go back to being- me. Okay? That's it. That's all I want. That's all I'm trying to do," Bill muttered, eyes focusing to the right to ignore both the triangle and Stan.
"Got it." Stan said simply, "No problem."
Bill looked up sharply. Of his time here, Stan finally felt those golden-speckled eyes looked human. Whatever steel resolve Bill had managed to conjure fell away.
Stan smiled softly, "However, there a reason you're awake at this hour?"
Bill glanced away to frown at the ground, fingers curling around thin arms. "Nightmare," he breathed.
Bill groaned, leaning back into the back of the vehicle, mind still reviewing the last important conversation he had with Stanley Pines. "I need to tell Dipper, don't I?"
"Oh now you think that's a good idea!" the triangle complained, "He's given you the perfect out for that issue and now you want to tell him?"
"I just-" Bill glanced over to the young twins in the second car, as the two agents discussed their situation. "I can't keep this up much longer. I- I don't know how in the world I've gotten this bad at lying as a human. It's quite annoying honestly."
"Blame Tetris. Easiest solution," the triangle said with a light cackle.
Bill groaned, "And freakin' Tetris. What's her stake in this? Why get me out of trouble with Moros? Hell, how did Moros finally figure out where I was- my magic wasn't gone then- so- did if it was just because I became human then why did he wait for a few days?" Bill leaned back into the car's chair and frowned at the roof, "God I'm messed up if I can't even answer my own questions."
"Agent Howser," the man said, flashing a badge, "So- the Pines say your name is- Billy?"
Bill glanced at the agent settling in the driver seat turned to look at him. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever," he grumbled, leaning back into the car.
"Thank you for your- erm- cooperation," Agent Howser muttered as he left Bill alone in the interrogation room. Bill tapped his foot on the floor. He glanced up.
Glancing at the empty hall, Bill slowly stepped through the doorway. "Oooh, fun idea! Escaping."
"It's not escaping unless they tell you not to leave." Bill said simply to the triangle. He padded through the hall and frowned at his feet. "Stop. Being. Uncooperative!" Bill growled under his breath. He opened another door to another hall.
"Like you can complain the magic back."
"You!" Bill complained, turning fully to the triangle, "Need to stop being-" he gestured, "Mean."
The triangle cackled. Pausing to glare at him, "You stop being non-Bill Cipher-like and we'll call a truce."
"Hey! I'm as much of myself as is possible, okay?"
"Well try harder!" it growled.
Bill's brows furrowed and took a swing at the imaginary triangle.
"Closer," the triangle commented, and Bill glared at it, "But you realize you're fighting with yourself."
"Oh you know I've always been fighting with myself," Bill huffed, shaking his hand out of the failed attack. He shook his head before his eyes settled ahead of him, "And I was out here for a reason-" he said slowly.
"Curiosity killed the cat!" the triangle chimed.
"But satisfaction brought it back," Bill said with a smirk.
Bill jogged down the hall and turned into the room as he looked over the large space, "Well hello," he said, voice echoing through the large room. Eyes settling on familiar looking tools. "Why build a portal if you don't even know what a dimensional rift is?" Bill muttered, settling on the spiral bound books, files of images he had once shown Ford.
Frowning, Bill absentmindedly slipped his attention from the books to inspect the incomplete portal. His eyes flickered over the thing, "Ford did a better job honestly," Bill murmured under his breath, fingers sliding over the cool metal. "More rune-work than necessary." He tilted his head.
"More Tetris' speed." The triangle added.
Bill gave a slight nod and frowned, "They haven't quite got it yet-" Bill said, "Pretty close strangely enough."
"Still don't get this whole business-" Howser's voice called.
"The Pine's kids are just curious little creatures. They don't know much more than us."
"They knew what the mystery readings were about though. A rift in the temporal continuum?"
"Maybe Dipper's throwing out fancy words-"
"Dewy, you are too attached to these kids. Call M-" Howser paused as he caught Bill staring at them. "Hey! You're not allowed back here!"
Bill swore. Eyes wide, he briefly glanced at the triangle.
"If we're not allowed here why was the door wide open!" The triangle roared into laughter.
"Not helping," Bill complained.
"Do I have to?" the triangle huffed.
"Do I have to start capitalizing the T in 'triangle' to make you happy?" Bill growled.
The triangle hummed in contemplation. Howser yelled once again at him, this time with a threat, Bill's mind reverted to, 'run.' He darted from the room and ducked under Agent Howser's attempt at grabbing him.
"So how long have you been human?" the triangle questioned as Bill darted into another door. Briefly looking over the hall, trying to remember if he had gone through this hall or was there another one?
"Why does that matter right now?"
"I wanna compare how much faster you've gotten into trouble compared to the several thousand years as a Dream Demon."
Bill groaned, turning to a run through the hallway, "Significantly faster if you wish to be blunt about it."
"Stop running!" Dewy complained.
FINALLY A (short-ish) CHAPTER. But, I'm guessing you guys preferred an actual chapter to nothing at all. Finally got a weekend off! (It hadn't planned on being one, but glad it wasn't.) Honestly, if the events of this story's heavier chapters tell you much, you can honestly get a slight peek into my life (with less magic...and literal demons...and school involved...Bill would HATE school, wouldn't he?)
Anyway, glad I got to do some work on this story again, it makes me happy, and so does all of your lovely reviews, faves, follows and just generall reading. I'll attempt to get out another chapter more soon. Thank you for the support.
~Also got some awesome interpretation of the creature. (My friend is finally considering getting a social media account soon. It's been so hard to convince her. Like, human, you'll get more comments on your art if you just get it out there). She got a Tumblr! She put up the creature art and all the cover-art she's done for this fic. She's fanartfunart on tumblr.