Here I am, with yet another chapter of "Welcome home"! I just wanted to give an honest THANK YOU to everyone reading this story, and especially the readers who have Followed, Favorited, and commented on chapters! Your feedback honestly means so much to me, and to be honest, I really enjoy reading comments on things I make and post (:
Well, here's chapter 9!
Bill had been staying down in the secret laboratory for nearly a week now. It was nearly 10:00 in the morning on a Saturday when Ford decided to go upstairs. The gift shop was about to open so he wanted to make sure he got what he needed until the shop would close for the day. He was away from the lab for nearly 5 minutes and came back down to the lab with some breakfast.
Ford saw Bill sitting down, drawing little triangle versions of himself on a piece of paper. He could tell Bill missed his old, triangle form the day he encountered him as human. Bill glared at the triangles and snapped the pencil he was writing with in half, fuming in anger at his new, fleshy self he had to deal with. He threw the broken pencil on the ground and balled up the piece of paper, chucking in behind him, unintentionally hitting Ford on the head.
Ford winced, but walked over near Bill with a plate of toast. Bill turned and looked at the plate, glaring down at it and folding his arms. "I can get my own food, Sixer." He stated.
Ford shook his head. "No, Bill, you can't." He set the plate down on the desk Bill's drawing was previously on. Bill looked up at the man, keeping his glare. He knew Ford had a point, but wouldn't dare admit it. He picked up the toast and took a large bite, chewing without bothering to close his mouth. Ford cringed at the action but didn't scold him for the action. He understood that Bill wasn't used to eating like a person, and that he wasn't very aware of manners. As Bill chowed down on his breakfast, Ford went back to his basement bedroom to go read.
Meanwhile, Dipper and Mabel were up in their room playing Checkers. Dipper cheered as he obtained yet another victory. Mabel folded her arms. "You cheated," She pointed out. "You didn't let me go first."
Dipper raised an eyebrow. "Mabel, what are you talking about? I won fair and square!" He said.
"No you didn't, Dip-dop! Grunkle Stan said the black checkers always go first!" She commented, as she separated the pieces in case of another round.
Dipper shook his head. "You don't know that for sure," He pointed out.
Mabel grinned and adjusted her headband. "I'm older, I know all!" She said, moving her hands above her head as if creating a rainbow.
Dipper sighed. "Grunkle Stan is older than you. He probably gave given you misinformation." He tried.
Mabel shook her head. The twins looked at eachother, basically thinking the same thing. "If anyone would know, it would be great uncle Ford!" Dipper commented.
Mabel nodded in agreement, and the twins stood up. "You should know, bro-bro. I thought you were the 'smart guy'!" She teased, making hand symbols of sarcasm. She smirked at Dipper's facial expression, and the two dashed towards the door to go back downstairs, and to the lab.
Stan was in the living room and noticed the twins dash downstairs, running outside towards the gift shop. He stood up, remembering just what time it was. It was time for him to open the shop. Stan put down his newspaper and headed out of the living room. He put on his work uniform and grabbed his cane, following behind the twins.
The young twins laughed as one chased the other. Soos was early to work and was tracking down his tool belt he had left at the shack the day before. He watched the kids run into the gift shop, and greeted them with a tip of his hat and a smile.
"Hey, dudes!" Soos exclaimed.
The twins ran past him not making eye contact. They typed in the code on the vending machine to the laboratory to find Ford. Soos strapped on his toolbelt and watched them about to leave.
"We'll talk later, Soos, we're busy trying to prove each other wrong!" Mabel exclaimed to the handyman.
Dipper unlocked the vending machine and opened the door for Mabel to enter. Soos watched the twins run down the stairs, a bit confused on what the circumstance was, but chose not to think much of it, as it wasn't his business. Being reminded of business, he walked over behind the cash register and grabbed a ladder to fix one of the lights handing from the ceiling.
As the twins reached the bottom of the staircase, they both entered the elevator and pressed the button to go down. They both tried to prove their points on who was correct as the elevator proceeded to go down.
"If I'm right, bro-bro, you have to wear your hat backwards the whole day, like dippy fresh!" She squealed in excitement.
Dipper prevented himself from raging as he shook his head. He hated Dippy fresh. How he wished Bill had never created him and put him inside Mabeland during the events of Weirdmageddon.
"Fine," He started. "But If i'm right, you have to invite Gideon to your next sleepover!"
Mabel turned to her brother and raised an eyebrow, pointing at Dipper. "I thought you hated my sleepovers, dip-dop!"
Dipper smirked and punched his sister in the arm, playfully. "Not if it's fun for me and free of Candy and Grenda bouncing off the walls." He stated.
Mabel laughed and shook her head. The elevator stopped going down and the two siblings looked around for Ford. No one was in sight, so they started inside the lab to find him.
"Great uncle Ford?" Dipper called out, only to receive no response.
As the twins searched the room, Bill came out of the dark room he had claimed as his own. He had claimed it, and refused to exit the room when Ford asked him to. He usually did this to annoy the man. As he exited "his room", the twins heard movement. They looked around once more to examine the part of the room near to the elevator. Bill grabbed the doorknob of his room, closing the door shut. After this, he turned around to grab a pen to break apart, only to be dissatisfied of what his eyes encountered. The two curious twins looked up at Bill, as they cautiously walked up close.
"Who.." Dipper started, taking a step back, confused on who this man was.
Mabel adjusted her headband. "Who are you?" She asked, finishing her brothers sentence and folding her arms.
Bill stood there frozen with his eyes squeezed shut, fists clenched. He knew opening his eyes would very easily give away his identity.
"Uhh." Bill started, not daring to look at one of the twins. The twins folded their arms at the same time, and Dipper called out for His Great uncle once again.
Bill swallowed and stuttered. "I.. I'm..." He tried. The twins looked at eachother, very confused on what this strange man was doing in their home.
Bill squinted his eyes, just barely opening them, and dashed to his right to where Ford had gone to read. During this action, he yelled, "SIXER!"
Dipper watched him leave and squinted his eyes. Mabel put her hands on her hips.
"Dipper, who is that?" She asked, turning to face her brother. Dipper looked at his sister, and back at the man. He could only shrug. Dipper had no idea on where this strange, skinny man came from, and was curious to find out. He also knew that this could be an intruder, who was spying on his uncle's work. This made the boy mad, and he decided to follow the strange figure.
"Sixer!" Bill exclaimed, just after slamming the door to the room the human was in. Ford had his nightstand lamp on, illuminating the room. He sat up and adjusted his pillow, putting down his book. He sat criss-crossed on his bed and looked over at Bill, confused on the alarming circumstance that had come so suddenly.
"What do you need, Bill?" Ford asked, as Bill put his hands through his hair in fear. His breathing was heavy, and he paced around the room. Stanford heard no verbal response from the other man, and he became a bit curious on the situation. He adjusted his glasses and watched Bill panicking.
Bill couldn't find himself to stop pacing. He had been at the shack for just less than a week, and he was already very close to having his cover blown. Ford glared, confused.
"Bill!" Ford exclaimed. The demon stopped, his hands behind his head, trying to slow his breathing. He looked over at the man. Ford sighed, and addressed Bill once again. "What's wrong? Why is there need to panic so suddenly?"
The demon let his hands fall to his sides, and he cleared his throat, about to speak.
"Well," He started, and jumped at the sudden sound of knocking at the door. Bill shrieked and ran over to the bed. He slid and hid under, staying hidden with a blanket that had been conveniently folded under the bed. Ford stood up and walked over to the door. Bill shut his eyes. He couldn't believe how easily afraid he was now that he was in this human form. What would be so bad about being found by the Pine's family? He asked himself this question, even though he knew the answer.
Ford opened the door and was shocked to see his niece and nephew standing there.
"Dipper and Mabel, what are you doing down here? There are projects down here that are incredibly dangerous!" Ford exclaimed.
The twins looked at eachother, and back at their uncle. "Sorry Grunkle ford, we created a bet to see who would be correct on a certain fact after a checkers game." Mabel tried to explain.
Ford looked at Dipper for another explanation. The boy sighed, and put his hands in his pockets. "Mabel accused me of cheating in a checkers game, and we wanted proof to see who was correct. We figured you could help us out."
A wave of relief passed by Ford, and he questioned his niece. "What did you two need help with?" He asked.
Mabel looked at Dipper, and back at Ford. "Grunkle Ford, is it true that black checkers always go first in the beginning of a game of checkers?"
Ford adjusted his glasses and nodded. "Yes, that is correct." He responded, to which Mabel cheered. She looked at her brother wide-eyed, waiting for Dipper to adjust his hat the way she told him to. Dipper sighed, and accepted his defeat. He put his hat on backwards, and Mabel burst out laughing
Stanford tried to get the twins to leave as quickly as possible. "Theres your answer, now run along and do whatever it is you kids like to do with your day."
The twins shrugged and turned, just about to leave. Bill figured they were gone due to the quick silence, and ran out from under the bed where he hid himself. He peered over Ford's shoulder.
"Are they gone?" Bill asked aloud, forgetting to even look towards the elevator before questioning. The twins jumped and turned around in shock. Ford looked behind him and glared. Bill noticed three different pairs of eyes on him. The facial expressions of the Pines made him back away slowly, enclosing himself back into the room.
Dipper was frozen with fear. He knew those eyes anywhere.
"B-B-Bi-Bill?" He stuttered. Ford looked behind him, and back at the twins. Ford shook his head.
"No, my boy. That's not Bill. Bill Cipher is dead, and you know that." Ford tried, but his nephew shook his head.
"N-no... I know those eyes anywhere!" He started. His heart raced, and he ran for the elevator. Mabel turned and followed him. The twins exited the lab quickly, and Ford went back into his room, fists clenched. He sighed deeply.
"You idiot!" Ford exclaimed to Bill, causing him to jump back a bit. Ford walked closer to Bill, as he backed up.
Ford glared at the demon. "Do you have any idea what you have just done?" He asked, "You haven't even been here one week and your cover has already been blown!"
Bill looked into the man's eyes, not very sure of what to do in this state. "Look, it'll be fine, sixer!" He tried. The human shook his head.
"It most certainly will not be 'fine'!" Stanford stated without hesitance, not bothered nor concerned by the angered tone in his voice.
Bill's back hit the wall, causing him to groan and smirk at the same time. It had been so long since he had felt true pain, and boy, did he enjoy it. In his triangular form, it was very difficult to experience pain, and even if there was pain, it was never severe. Bill accepted the fact that his human body was more prone to injury, which didn't bother him, not even the slightest. Maybe he had found something that he would enjoy in his time as a fleshbag after all.
Ford put both his hands on the wall, cornering Bill in a nonexistent corner. Ford looked at the demon and squinted his eyes. "What am I supposed to do with you now?" The human asked in a serious tone of voice now.
Bill just shrugged, not bothering to speak or give an opinion. Ford sighed and looked at the ground. Sure, he was upset. But more importantly, he was afraid. What was he supposed to do with Bill now? Dipper and Mabel had found him, His cover had just been blown, but was he just supposed to let him go? As much as Ford wanted Bill to leave his house as soon as possible, go and never come back, he knew that Bill Cipher couldn't be trusted in the outside world. He could still be dangerous, he very likely could have been lying about his loss of power. so what would he do? Ford hated the idea of letting him stay, and he knew that it would be a nightmare to keep him here, but he knew that it was a choice he had to make...
...Fords sanity...?
Or costing all of Gravity Falls, putting everyone in danger once again?
Ford sighed. "I never should have made that portal," He started aloud. Bill raised an eyebrow and looked at the man.
"I summoned you in the first place, and now I've put the town in danger once again." Ford continued.
Bill shook his head at Ford, not in anger. "Hey, cut it out, sixer." He stated. He put a hand on the human's shoulder. "It's not your fault."
Ford jerked his shoulder away from Bill and backed up, not wanting to take part of any type of game Bill was trying to play or pull off. He scoffed and glared at the demon. "You're right," Ford started.
"This is your fault! You got yourself caught, you are dangerous, and you can't be trusted in Gravity Falls, or anywhere! I don't even trust you here, Bill!" Ford admitted. As much as Bill knew this was all true, he was still taken aback by the man's words.
Bill just glared at the man and sighed. "Then let me go." He stated, firmly.
Ford shook his head, putting a hand on his forehead. He, too, sighed. "You know I can't do that, Bill." He said, looking at the demon. "It's too dangerous for Gravity Falls, for Oregon, for the entirety of the universe."
Bill shook his head and walked away. "Then I suppose you're dealing with me until I can be trusted." Bill murmured. Ford exhaled, and went back to reading his book, unsure of what to do now that Bill had been found by Dipper and Mabel. Surely they would tell Stan.
There's the end of Chapter 9! Thank you to KanaraFoox for the idea of having Bill found by Dipper and Mabel, I think it's the best way to begin this story. If anyone has ideas for this story, whether they are big or small, feel free to comment or PM me about it! Thank you for reading, next chapter within a week...
...Probably.
