Bill looked at himself in the mirror, admiring his new vessel. Since he'd have to walk among flesh bags for a while, he'd need to look at bit less... triangular.
Since the Illuminati jokes were actually starting to bother him a lot.
Nonetheless back to admiring the vessel he possessed. Dark tanned skin, but bright blonde hair and electric blue eyes. The vessel were wearing a plain black t-shirt and some black shorts, he'd have to get something more... yellow to wear.
Snap
The vessel's clothes changed, now he were wearing a turtlenecked black shirt, a yellow brick-patterned vest, and black pants. His shoe were black with hot yellow soles, his gloves matched this yellow.
Yet something seemed odd...
Ah... Of course!
Snap
His black top hat and bow tie joined the vessel. As well as a black triangular eye-patch, seeing as flesh bags usually had two eyes, not one and a gaping eye socket.
He studied himself again.
Perfect.
Fire on
Fire off
Fire on...
Fire off.
Bill flicked his fire on... then off. He resumed this several times, sighing heavily.
It hadn't gone well.
At all. Why had he assumed he had possessed this body? Of course after the puppet incident...
He sighed again, and stared intensely at the shack. He weren't close to it, not close enough to be seen at least.
Though him being able to enter the mindscape helped a lot too.
Why do flesh bags... no humans always assume things about everything? Talk about a species of prejudging.
He let his feet touch the ground instead of floating a few centimeters over it. Casually he dusted of his hat and fixed his bow tie. Well, if they were going to assume, he'd just have to prove them wrong.
Thus the demon made his way towards the Mystery Shack.
He let out his breath, then knocked the door. He heard Stan Pines shout something along the lines of 'open the door!', which made him feel quite relieved, at least he wouldn't have to explain to him.
But sadly his luck didn't last.
Shooting Star, also known as Mabel Pines, opened the door and gasped as she saw him.
"Bill!"
He then covered her mouth with a hand, mentally praising himself for having gloves on his vessel, "Ssshh Shooting Star." then he looked over her shoulder, thankful no one was standing that.
He then pulled her out with his free hand, quickly moving them away from the shack.
Then he faced her, ignoring the look on her face, "So don't shout now okay? I haven't kidnapped you or anything crazy like that, I just nee-"
She interrupted him "Not kidnapped?! YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THE WOODS! I won't do some crazy deal or anything with you! Just leave me be will you?! No, don't just leave me alone, leave my family alone! Seriously you've been showing up around the shack like ... every day this whole week! And suddenly you got this weird new body thing?! Seriously what the heck?!"
Her annoying shouting was starting to tick him off, he then snapped his fingers, causing him to not be pinned on the ground.
"Listen Shooting Star, all I want is to talk with Pine Tree!" He exclaimed, "I'm not interested in making a deal with you anyways, so you might as well get out of my way!" He then teleported himself away from there.
Bill appeared in his hiding spot, sighing heavily. He'd need to contact him while Shooting Star weren't there getting in the way it seemed, he snapped his fingers seeing his vessel land limp on the floor, himself being his own triangle self. This was the few things that mainly annoying him about the vessel, it needed rest, it needed food, and to top it off, it weakened his powers. All he could do was teleporting short distances and of course use his fire, that and enter the dream- and mindscape, though that weren't exactly a simple power of his. More like his main purpose. After all controlling minds, thus the mindscape, and entering dreams, thus the dreamscape, was his sole purpose. A dream demon.
How and why he didn't know. That's why he needed Pine Tree.
...Right?
He mentally slapped himself, then focused on his now resting vessel, he needed to keep an eye out for it, wouldn't want a wolf or heck a bear to mangle it while he weren't looking.
It was morning now, the sun was shining and the birds singing, yadda yadda.
And Bill had gathered information enough to know that Shooting Star and her two friends was going to some sorta shopping trip or something today, thus leaving the shack only with three people.
That's a chance big enough for Bill nonetheless.
Thus he reentered his vessel and went to the Shack... only to find it closed... Then he realized the Pines might be a the diner.
Snap
He was now no longer staring at the old Shack, instead he was facing the greasy little diner. He walked in, casually looking around, then he spotted a white and blue cap, with brown hair fuzzed around it, Pine Tree.
Then he realized Stan Pines was there two, thus his hopes of talking to the boy kinda shattered. His feet, however, made their way over there anyways, sitting right behind the two males discussing various topics.
Then his chance finally came as Stan left for the bathroom.
He casually turned around on his seat looking at the boy, then took the cap of his head.
"Hey Pine Tree, guess who?"
Dipper turned around as soon as he heard the high pitched, almost echoing voice.
"Bill-" he stopped, seeing the tanned boy with blonde hair and blue eyes... uhh... eye. Then he remembered the evening before, where Bill had appeared out of no where, demanding to speak to him in this body. He'd have to adjust to this.
"Ya guessed it Pine Tree! Now that no one can bother us, mind not screaming up and just talk for a while? I-"
"NO! I've had enough of you! Just leave me alone! Mabel told me how you basically KIDNAPPED her yesterday!" He shouted, knowing he probably just attracted a lot of attention.
"Ya don't get it Pine Tree, I need your-"
"No, no, NO! Just take a hint Bill! I won't make a deal or anything like that!"
"If you stopped interrupting I'd be able to explain-"
"Get lost Triangle!"
Bill frowned, then he suddenly leaned in close, cupping Dipper's face. Their faces were close enough for Dipper to feel the breath from Bill's mouth.
Dipper gasped, wanting to push away the demon, but Bill must have somehow cursed him, 'cause he couldn't move a muscle.
"Pine Tree, just quiet that mouth for a few seconds will you...? I don't want a deal, I don't want to kill you, I don't want anything except..." he trailed off, something seemed to happen in his mind, because the demon's eye suddenly changed from soft to hard. Dipper swore it flickered red for a moment, giving him rather bad memories. Then the demon pushed him away.
"Well I'll talk to ya later Pine Tree! Your uncle is gonna come out any minute after all! Until next time~!" Then the demon-in-a-human-body jumped of his seat and ran out the diner, leaving behind a rather confused Dipper.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. STUPID.
He clenched his hands, then threw his top hat down on the ground.
Finally he sat on the ground, resting his head on his lap. He just couldn't... why though? That had been the perfect moment...
He could just have... then it would be over... but...
Those damn voices.
If they weren't only... well voices, he'd have them destroyed. Sadly Bill had no such luck, all he could was to try and shield them out.
Though not as much voices as himself, they simply made sure he remembered the logical aspect of his immortal life, after all he'd need to keep his logic.
...Right...
The logic to push away the guy he loved, when he had been so close.
...Great...
Hopefully no one saw the blonde man, who was sitting behind an old and greasy diner, among said diner's trashcans,, as he cried silently into his lap.
Dipper walked out the Diner, after having excused himself to his great uncle, he looked around frantically, trying to spot something yellow among the trees, but to his disappointment didn't spot anything, he sighed then started getting on his way, then he heard a noise, like a gasp, then like someone jumped into a bush, he turned around, spotting some yellow quickly getting further away, Dipper then started chasing potentially the biggest threat in all of Gravity Falls.
He finally caught up to the yellow vest "BILL! Wait!" he had no idea why he was chasing Bill, yes he wanted answers, yet still...
Bill finally stopped for breath, luckily the body he had apparently weren't very physically fit. So Dipper used this as a change to capture the demon.
"...please..." the man whispered, his breath rugged from running
"...Please... just..."
"...Please just... leave..."
"...please..."
He closed his only good eye, glad his voice wasn't acting up from earlier, why had he run? He could just have sat quietly and Pine Tree wouldn't have noticed him.
"...Please... just..." understand that I love you... he realized his top hat was missing, he'd have to get that back, no time now though. He cursed his vessel for needing air to live.
"...Please just... leave..." He spat out, hoping Pine Tree would leave, he heard footsteps, but they were coming closer, not going away.
He then felt arms tangling around him in a weird way, a hug.
"What's wrong Cipher? I thought you were an immortal being with no weaknesses, yet here you are, and honestly you're sounding kinda pathetic".
Bill freed himself from the hug and faced the boy.
He ignored the voice shouting 'burn him!' and instead went face to face with the boy, holding his arms then moving closer than they were at the diner.
Finally he decided his emotions were like acid, and thus needed to get out.
Then he pulled the boy into a kiss.
