Disclaimer: Alright, I'm back. Had to find a time to write up the next chapter while working around everything else, but here it is! Here's the next alternate take, or... whatever you wish to call it. Frankly, I like to call this what Pyronica thought of Elaine over the summer.

StoriesUnleashed: I'm not a fan of Monster Falls, sorry. It's a concept I'm not really interested in. The dream demon idea won't happen, but it's close to what I have in mind for the first AU where she ends up in the Nightmare Realm.

RainbowCelin: He kills his victims by ripping them to shreds with his teeth, eating them in bloody ribbons.

Cynder Terror of Skies: I will. I have a life outside of this site, and I need time to wind down and do my job.

Hourglass Cipher: Out of all of my ideas that will be put in here, that one is the one I'm most excited about.

QueenKara671: Thanks! Haven't seen a review from you in a while.

Guest: Yep! There's going to be a lot I'll be doing in this anthology thing while the original story is being worked on.

This takes place mostly around Elaine's time in the Fearamid. So if anyone has already read what that was about... be prepared for some sensitive material.

"Speaking"

Thinking

As a succubus, she was used to the odd stares from the humans she had stumbled across in her travels. Either they were bothered by her appearance, or enjoyed it a little too much. Not like she ever cared that much about it. It just made her job all the more easier. Hey, she was a demon! Her basic instinct was to prey on victims through lustful advances, and then drain them of their life. How delicious! She had thought with a purr. She had no shame in how she looked, and never saw the need to do something about it.

First, she had met Bill Cipher.

The triangle was the first out of all of them to appear in the Nightmare Realm, as he had named it. It was an accurate calling. The colors that always changed, that odd burning smell of hair, and the mishmash of innocent creatures that were sucked there through wormholes, or the beings like herself, Keyhole, and chaos god himself. Monsters that were sentenced there because they were too dangerous. Creating destruction wherever they went, slaughtering millions, and destroying dimensions.

At least... one of them had done that last one. Even if he didn't declare it, the few closest to Bill had gotten the hint that his past wasn't one to be talked about, especially in front of him. No one openly discussed what they've done to get there, unless they were so drunk the secrets just spilled out. Being the only girl in the crew, and one of the more intelligent beasts of the Henchmaniacs-his affectionate nickname for them all-she was the closest to Bill. She would give him advice when he needed it, and offer a different opinion if he was stuck.

Which wasn't often. Bill Cipher rarely was troubled. Then... then he met her. The anomaly he detected that came soaring through the multiverse and crash land in a nearby dimension.

Angel.

Angel was the symbol name given to her, once Bill had saw her wearing that necklace after their second meeting. It was a suitable name. While she had quite a tongue on her, and gave people around her plenty of attitude, she was very quick to comfort those around her. She was gentle when she needed to be, and feisty the next. For the first time in a while, not since that human with the six fingers had gotten his interest, the boss started spending more and more time in that one human infested dimension. Sure, there were so many of them in the multiverse, but something about that one always drew Bill there. Probably because out of a lot of them, that one was much more in tune with the paranormal and supernatural. The bridge between their world and the one she ended up in was so very thin, and was easier to access. It wouldn't take much to shatter it altogether, and let the weirdness leak in and overtake the dimension.

Using one of the many weirdness bubbles floating about, she had taken to watching their interactions, and found herself intrigued. True, there was that hostility that any sane human would exhibit to the dream demon, but there something... new. The human was showing the same amount of wit that the old human had done, but actually seemed... interested in what Bill could do. What he was, and was willing to play the game he started with her. There was laughter, and jokes, and even though his sadistic nature was still there and ready to lash out, she never ran.

She stayed.

When she first met the fleshbag, Pyronica was amused. Greatly.

She had blushed furiously when they first met at the bar, giving the teen a vague warning about the drink before she choked on the cosmic sand. Not wearing clothes did embarrass Angel, but the girl had shakily shrugged it off, and went about what she did best. She shrugged off the weirdness, and carried on a conversation with her. Angel was an odd one, she was. Pyronica had even confessed to her that Cipher didn't take an interest in many humans; she had responded that despite his personality flaws, he had been a great... friend.

Angel considered Bill Cipher a friend.

Of course, she could see right through that. Pyronica had picked up on something much more between them ever since they first started seeing each other more. Since he tracked her down in the forest, and admitted there was something different about her.

So, what made sense after that was taking several demons to the side and starting a betting pool on who made the first move. They were adorable, those two. They really were.

Still, those few chats she personally had with Angel...

Pyronica was fascinated with her, and for what she stood for. Angel was a light, bringing something new and amazing to their dark world. After millenniums of the same old routine, with a small change now and then, this was something she had never seen before. So she kept watching. She celebrated when Angel was unofficially made their queen, and rejoiced like mad when the portal was created to take them to her world.

She thought Angel would just be as happy as she was. So then, why was she yelling as Bill, screaming and defending the young boy who tried to attack Bill? Why was she turning on them? And, not even 24 hours after, when she ran into her again... she was filled with emotions she hadn't felt in such a long time. Sadness, and pity, and... rage. Anger towards the one she thought she could trust with her life.

How dare their leader commit such an act on their friend! Angel had fallen so much, and was now terrified of them. When she brought her to her room before Bill could intervene, the girl had broken down in tears as she helped bandage her arms. There was so much blood, and... saliva. Bite and claw marks, and dark circles around her eyes. Pyronica had draped a pink sparkling shawl she had stored in a drawer over the girl, and she held it tight to herself. Right now, Angel needed all the comfort she could find.

"Wh-why...? Wh-why did h-he do...?" Angel could barely speak, and the succubus sat down on the platform of her stripper pole to watch the human's actions. "I... I don't... I just..." Pyronica sighed, flames flickering as she kept her emotions in check. Bill said he didn't have feelings, but if that were true, he wouldn't have backed off when she hit him back. As for herself, she... she wanted to rip that sick freak's eyeball from its socket and use its fluid as a base for her cocktail! Her feelings were hidden with years upon years of practice, but right now, she had to act. She had to be a shoulder for Angel to cry on.

Leaning forward, she brushed several tears from the fleshy's pale and freckled cheeks, biting down on her plump lip with her large teeth. "It'll be alright, kid. Don't worry. I'll... just stick close to me for now, 'kay?"

"... A... Auntie Ronnie...?" Her heart skipped in surprise at the silly name she called herself earlier when she was trying to console her. She wasn't sure if the human would ever fully trust any of them again, but she would try her hardest to make things better for her. To get it through the boss' thick ego that what he did was wrong. "Wh-why are you...?" Angel shook her head, sending her brown ponytail waving back and forth. She didn't want to finish the question, and instead moved on to another sentence. "Th... thank-"

"You don't gotta say anything, fleshy," Pyronica murmured. Her boisterous voice was calm. Quiet, and trying to keep the girl's nerves down. She could hear Angel's heartbeat through her chest, and under the mangled flannel shirt that covered her breasts and bra. She... she cared for her. She wanted this girl to be happy, and to love being around all of them. "You don't gotta say anything."

She saw that this girl was good for them. All of them. Even if he refused to admit it, Bill cared deeply for Angel. He refused to say it, but it was clear as day that he saw her much more than a puppet. He saw her as a partner, and... and something much more. He'll pay for that. Her thought came out with a low hiss, and Angel flinched under her hand. "Oops. Sorry."

Angel lifted her head, having been staring at her lap, and offered a small and tired smile. "It's... it's fine." The two remained there for a few more minutes, the only sound being the thumping of dance music further in the Fearamind. Finally, with a few more thoughts, the pink monster stood up. Angel lifted her head to watch the demon head towards the door, and Pyronica cast a look at her.

"Come back when you're ready. I'll be having a few words with the boss." Her flames on her head flared, and she stormed out as her cape swept in the air from the motion. Part of her wanted to hug the girl, and allow her tears to stain her magenta skin. But right now, any major physical contact-especially with a monster such as herself-would terrify her. Her... her human friends were what she needed right now, and who knew if any of them were still alive.

The kid needed someone to care for her, and while Bill himself severed the trust she had for them, for him, there was still the Pines family. She needed acceptance. She needed love. And... and... how could a succubus, a demon who fed off of that, possibly offer it? Offer... what she herself craved? With a small sigh and a shake of her head, she set off with a determined face, and leaving pink flames at her feet.

Her encounters with Angel... were unusual. But at the end of the day, she had grown attached to her. She saw the girl as... as family. They were all closely knit together, after years and years of being caged. Trapped; Bill in the center, and Angel somehow weaving in to stand right alongside him. Pyronica would have loved to see her become one of them, a true being of weirdness, and rule the dimension with Bill. But not like this.

Never like this.

I had done a chapter in my Analyzing Gravity Falls short story about Elaine's thoughts on Pyronica, and I thought it'd be wise to do one from the other's perspective.

There a few ideas that are just going to be one chapter, but there's a couple that span several. Honestly, this collection can go on for as long as I need it to be until the sequel is ready to go with the revisions happening.

So, I'm going to ask what you wanted to see next: Gail enters Gravity Falls instead of Elaine, guardian angel Elaine and demon Bill, or Elaine ends up in the past with young Stan and Ford. One of these three are what I'll write next for chapter 3. There's some other ideas I have in mind that aren't listed here, but I want to deal with these first. The Stan and Ford idea will be multiple chapters, while the others may only be one chapter depending on what people think.

Until next time!

Angel