A/N: DANG! I fall asleep for a couple hours and I wake up to 6 reviews already? You guys ROCK! :D Here's another chappie of Absolve for y'all. Love you guys. :*

Pacifica picked up the plastic pink phone as a robotic voice said, "I love you, why won't you let me into your life?"

"You know what you did, Kevin!" she playfully yelled into the other end of the phone, much to her and Mabel's amusement. "Okay, this game is the best board game I've ever played."

"Trust me, it only gets better from here," Mabel giggled. "I still can't believe you've never played a board game before. I thought you rich people would be all over this stuff."

"I just had no one to play with," Pacifica admitted, her gaze lowering to the cheaply-made game board with all the pink and purple hearts. "Mom and Dad were always too busy with work. And the house servants were always too busy pleasing Mom and Dad to play with me."

"Well, at least now you do," Mabel smiled at the blonde.

"Yeah," Pacifica agreed. "Thank you so much again. For letting me stay with you, and these pajamas."

Pacifica gestured to her lilac nightgown, which had a lopsided game card stitched on the front. Mabel had outgrew it, but it was the perfect fit for Pacifica.

"I wish I'd brought some stuff over. I didn't mean to trouble you with clothes and toothpaste and stuff-"

"Don't worry, Pacifica. Stan was more than happy to give you that extra toothbrush. And I'm even happier to share my clothes with you." Mabel gave her a brace-filled smile before looking at the wall clock. "Wow! It's already midnight! I guess you should sleep, you had a long day. We can pick up Calling All Boys: Preteen Edition tomorrow."

"Alright," Pacifica responded, defeated. The last thing she wanted to do right now was sleep, but she knew she needed it. "And you're okay with me sleeping in your bed?"

"Positive. Dipper loves the woods."

A high-pitched scream coming from outdoors paused the conversation. "Okay, maybe not so much," Mabel confessed. "But he'll be okay. He still has Soos' room."

Pacifica got inside Mabel's bed, burying herself under the pink blankets. She hugged the purple rhino, Mr. Rhino, Mabel had given her, and held it close to her heart as she prepared herself to fall asleep.

"Night, Pacifica," Mabel tiredly spoke as she turned out the light, casting the wooden room into darkness.

Pacifica would've wished Mabel goodnight too, but sleep hit her like a bolt of lightning, and she fell fast asleep.

There were yellow triangles. Yellow triangles everywhere. That was the first thing Pacifica noticed in her dream.

A black cube. Yellow triangles on all the walls. No exit. And she was trapped inside.

"Well, well," an eerie voice called out, "if it isn't Llama."

Pacifica turned around in a circle, trying to find the source of the voice. She recognized the voice from somewhere...

"I'm not going to be a cliché," Pacifica started, taking a deep breath, "but where are you? Who are you? Why are you calling me Llama?"

"Yeesh, so many questions." A yellow triangle moved forward from the wall and into the cubicle. Pacifica gulped and moved back, eventually leaning up against another wall. "With a personality like yours, you're pretty much a cliché. AHAHA! But seriously, you're gonna need to work on that."

"H-hey!" Pacifica stammered nervously. "Listen up! If you don't reveal yourself my dad's going to-"

"Last time I checked, your parents went missing." That's when Bill decided to reveal himself. A giant eye opened in the middle of the floating triangle, as his Mr. Peanut-like arms and legs emerged. "Ah, Pacifica Northwest. You've gotten taller since I last saw you!"

Pacifica looked at the figure hovering in front of her. He had a bowtie and a top hat. He didn't seem the least bit terrifying. But his voice...

"I know you?" she asked.

"Pssh. 'I know you?' That's all you can say?" Bill shook his head. "Honestly, you don't remember me? Bill Cipher? Full-time dream demon?Part-time barista at StarDollars? AHAHA! I'm kidding about that last part."

"Dream demon?" Pacifica repeated, not believing it. Then, she let out a half-hearted laugh. "Wow, I must be really tired."

Bill seemed to falter. "You don't believe I'm a dream demon?"

Pacifica shook her head. "If you were actually a dream demon, I would've made you hotter. You're too isosceles to be sexy."

"Oh, really?" Bill asked, smirking (although Pacifica couldn't see it, after all, he was only a triangle). "We'll see about that... ah! Here we go!" Suddenly, he snapped his fingers and a burst of light blue light flooded the cube.

Pacifica squeezed her eyes shut, using her arm to shield her from the ominous blue light. At that moment, she was open to the idea of Bill being a dream demon, although she didn't want to believe it.

But after Bill turned into a human (not to mention a really attractive one), she believed him.

When the blue light faded, Bill revealed his human form to Pacifica. His bright yellow hair was in what could only be described as "neat disorder", while his left eye was covered by an eyepatch. He was wearing a faded yellow suit with black buttons, which made him look slightly older than he actually was.

"Ugh, I hate this version of me," Bill hissed, pulling at his coat. "Humans are so... difficult."

"Wow, you weren't lying," Pacifica noted, giving Bill the up-down. "Congratulations, you successfully exceeded my pre-teen opposite-sex expectations."

Bill raised an eyebrow at Pacifica. No one ever talked to him this casually. "Enough chit-chat. I just want to get my business done." Bill snapped his fingers as another flash of blue appeared (this one was quicker than the other one, Bill just wanted to be dramatic), changing him back into a triangle.

"First condition of business," Pacifica stated, "change back into your human form. Then, we'll talk."

Bill rolled his eyes as he prepared to snap his fingers. "You pre-teen girls and your uncontrollable hormones..."

A/N: Oh, Bill, you have no idea. (￣▽￣) Thank you so much again for everything so far you guys! I love you! :*

Love,

Amiable Hamburglar