I'M SORRY For the long wait! I was thinking of what to do for this chapter for a few days and began to forma bit of writers block, until I finally got an idea after seeing a comment posted recently.

Thank you KanaraFoox for the idea! I plan to have that happen in the next chapter, it's a really great idea and I think it would fit perfectly with how I'm hoping this story will go. Your comment meant a lot to me. (:

Anyway, here is chapter 8! (Many more to come...)

Bill tried to avoid Ford all morning, refusing to speak to him, refusing to listen to him, and even refusing to make eye contact with the human. Bill didn't know why he was so upset, but he was hating himself for giving in to coming to the shack instead of trying to find a way to regain his powers. Every chance Bill got, he would look though file cabinets, manila folders, and books, trying to find something. Anything could help him at this point.

"You know, being human isn't all bad," Ford tried. "It just takes some getting used to. And even if you ended up human forever when you changed-" Ford continued but was interrupted by Bill sighing obnoxiously.

Bill glared at the human. "I'll find a way to get out of this fleshy body, just you wait, Sixer." Bill sat down across from Ford and spun around in an office chair.

Ford looked at the man and shook his head. "I'm not sure if that's even possible, Bill." He commented.

Bill grunted. "Sure it is!" He argued. "You just won't tell me how to do it!" He accused, folding his arms and looking away.

Stanford rubbed his eyes, and stared at Bill for a moment. "Even if I did know, of course I wouldn't tell you. After everything you've done to the town, to this family, and to me, there's no way you could be trusted back in your original form." He stated in a blunt manner. Bill crossed his arms and glared, but made no comment.

"In the meantime," Ford started again, "You could try to communicate a bit more. Like I said, being human isn't all bad. You just have to find something interesting enough to occupy yourself with." Ford turned around and reached for a pen, going back to a writing project he had been working on this morning.

Bill scoffed. "There's nothing interesting in this stupid basement." Ford couldn't help but take a bit of offense to the underground lab being called a basement. He opened a desk drawer and grabbed hold of a book filled with word searches. He grabbed a spare pen and handed them to Bill.

"Try this, it's a puzzle book." Ford said.

Bill looked down at the book and grabbed hold of it, unamused. "Puzzle books are still books, Sixer." He commented.

Ford rolled his eyes. "It's not like I have a Barbie doll house down here. If you want to find something you find interesting, look for something yourself." He said, returning back to his work. Bill smirked at the opportunity to look through papers and books, to find a way to regain his powers. Ford adjusted his glasses. "And don't do anything stupid." He added.

Bill opened his mouth sarcastically, putting a hand over his heart. "Why would I do anything stupid?" Ford glared and turned around, not bothering to respond nor give an answer that was too obvious in the first place.

Stanford pushed his original work aside and reached for an empty notebook. Who knows how long I will have to deal with Bill down here. I don't know how long it will take to piece this puzzle together, so I might as well start my research with a new notebook. He flipped to the second page and began writing what he knew about Bill's human form. He wrote down how Bill was, or, seemed powerless. He added small details to that fact, filling an entire page already. Ford sighed and lay his head atop his arm.

Bill noticed Ford had been writing for nearly an hour, and decided to look at what he was writing about. Bill snuck behind Ford and poked his head to the side of the humans back, enough to see the writing, and not be seen by the author. Bill was unamused when he realized his powerless state was being logged. He smirked at the thought of the opportunity to scare the man while his guard was down. Bill extended his arms and put one hand on each of Ford's shoulders and yelled "HELLO!" The man jumped, and got out of his chair in an instant, ready for some sort of attack. Bill stared at his facial expression of alarm and began to burst out laughing. The demon held his stomach and put his arm against the wall to keep himself from falling to the floor.

Ford looked at the demon and sighed, running a hand through his hair and glaring at the ground. Bill caught his breath and pointed at the human. "You're easy to scare, Sixer. Why don't you write that down in your little notebook?" He mocked, beginning to laugh once again.

Ford folded his arms and looked at Bill, annoyed. "I was writing," He commented, trying to defend himself. "And for your information, I was not scared, I was just.. caught off guard." He said.

Ford's slight pause during his sentence only encouraged Bill's laughter. "You got scared and you know it." Bill said. Ford rolled his eyes and sat back down in his chair.

Bill caught his breath once again and watched the man go back to writing. "So, how long are you going to put up with me, Sixer?" He asked.

Ford stopped writing and shrugged, not taking his eyes off the notebook. "However long it takes me to figure this new mystery out." He stated, starting again at writing.

Bill laughed, sarcastically this time. "You won't be able to last that long." Bill started. Ford dropped his pen and raised an eyebrow, still not making eye contact with him. "You'll lose your sanity before you even figure out how to keep me from bothering you every ten minutes." Bill commented.

Ford shook his head. "If I can find something to keep you from bothering me every ten minutes, It'll be good enough for me." He stated.

Sorry for the long wait! I didn't have a good chance to write these past few days, I started on half of it a few days ago, but I didn't want to upload the chapter until it was finished. The next couple of chapters will really get the story started. I will try to have it up ASAP!

Also, feel free to leave suggestions if you have any ideas on what Ford could find to keep Bill occupied, that would be appreciated!

New chapter up soon!