Chapter 33: Useless return
YrooXrksvi618 #32. Bill Cipher returns! He comes to Stan in his sleep. When Stan starts getting all riled up and angry and starts listing all the reasons Bill is there. But, in the end, Bill just says he can't move as a statue. So he simply asks for them to put him in a different place in front of the shack. Apparently, they did use him as a coat hanger, and he's outside. The place they put him in has the sun getting in his eye. So he asks for an umbrella and for someone to scratch his back.
Stan was having his typical dream, yeah? Football field, trophy won, robot at his side, Nobel prize money in his pockets, girls all around him, cheers, praise that was more anti criticism than anything, "You don't smell"
"You're not good for nothing"
"It's Okay you leave the seat up"
"Your clothes are definitely not out of style" slowly but surely a well-dressed Pyramid pushed his way through and a chorus of boos brought Stan's gaze over to the fans that weren't looking at him as a disembodied Triangle made his way to where Stan stood. A near endless supply of food and drink rained down on Bill but unlike his other dreams where if Bill showed up he'd fall and cry tears of pain and humiliation, this Bill floated on a yellow bubble protecting him like a force field. Stan decided that this must be another dream where he defeats Bill of his clothes change to that of a Roman on a chariot as he raises his hand and closes it in an attempt to crush Bill like a bug. He, however, was unfazed so Stan lifted and threw his javelin at the unimpressed Triangle. Who simply swatted it away with the sound of metal hitting metal. He grew tired of Stan's mockery of him and shouted "enough!"
"Why it's my dream"
"But I'm real"
"No, you're not. We already closed the portal and erased you from existence"
"No, you erased you from existence. I'm still alive and well. I survived as just an ember in your thoughts growing bit by bit night after night and now I'm back."
"Oh I see this is a nightmare and it'll all be over when I wake up"
"You wanna wake up?" Bill snapped his fingers and Stan was up in bed quickly and still in the dead of night, "hmm… told you you'd be gone when I woke up."
"Who said I was gone?" Stan screamed but Bill continued, "Don't bother telling the others. You're the only one who can see me"
"What do you want?"
"I'm glad you asked! You see when you closed that portal my body became permanently useless but I can still feel its pain. I just want you to move me into the shade where the sun won't hit my eye"
"Throw you in a garbage compactor, gotcha"
"As painful as that is a good idea, might just free me from the prison that is your mind so that I can screw around with all of your closest friends and family"
"So you want an umbrella"
"That could work. Oh oh before I forget. My back has been itchy since I realised I wasn't dead could you scratch it or get somebody to scratch it for me?"
AN: short chapter to match a long short. It's like one in the morning as I'm finishing but my nephew woke me up at nine today so yeah, going to sleep early cause I'm tired and a cold cup of coffee can only keep me awake so long.