Two weeks have passed in this story since the beginning. It'd have been longer, but I'm not a Axolotl redempion story, and I can't casually skip through years...here we go!
The rest of that day was silent. Well, not literally, but that was how it felt. Mabel wouldn't talk to him, and nobody else had wanted to in the first place. He sought after comfort in Dipper, found none, and for the first time in centuries remembered what it was like to have absolutely nobody like him. Bill was a social being and he needed the aproval of some other being whose opinion actually mattered something to him.
That, and without Mabel he had nobody to vouch for him when he accidentally obliterated the human code of ethics. She'd been the one who'd kept him safe when he told tourists how meaningless their lives were or set the living room on fire.
So he got up from the kitchen table where he'd been sitting and eating some tost, and he walked out the front door.
-OOOH. WHAT IS BILL DOING. WHAT IS BILL THINKING. SO MANY QUESTIONS. WOOOOOOAH.
"Listen, kid-,"
"I'm not a child, Tisereth. I lead this entire resistence. I started this entire resistance.
"That's what I wanted to talk about, actually. Now, you are a problem."
"What?"
"You're great, Diverend, but you aren't by any means good leader material."
"What?"
"You're arrogant. You're prideful. You're selfish. You're a bit of a coward. You're unpredictable as Takinos himself. There are groups in the camp who say you don't really have a plan, that you're just making this up as you go. They don't trust you, Olyxian."
"And who is going to lead these fools into battle then? Not you, I should think."
"No, not me. You and I have many of the same flaws. Dikirie, the girl who can do fire magic. I thought you trusted her, and she'd make a great leader. She-,"
"Leave." Olyxian's voice was a growl, low and menacing.
"I was only-,"
"Now."
-LINE! I DON'T KNOW IF THE READERS COULD DETECT MY SARCASM WHEN I LAST SPOKE. GO CHECK!
Bill was cold. He wasn't used to cold. He'd felt cold a few times the past couple of weeks, but then it'd been easily fixed.
Now, though, he was freezing. It was close to 11 PM, and he felt as though his toes and ears were turning into solid blocks of ice. His fingers were so cold they burned.
It was times like this he wanted to be able to summon fire with as little effort as he had before, and it frustrated him how much he had to concentrate.
Then one of his fingers blazed. The flames, bright blue in colour, began to spread to his other fingers. Then his entire hand was on fire. Left arm, left shoulder, chest.
Soon enough, Bill's entire body burned. He kept the fire going until he couldn't anymore, then he passed out.
-NOW I'M GOING TO GO. WHAT I'LL DO,I DON'T KNOW.
The next morning, Dipper and Mabel stood outside the Mystery Shack and talked.
"We have to find him! Dipper, I'll go this way, and then you can-,"
"Why do you care?"
Mabel stopped talking.
"He obviously doesn't care about you. He lied to you. He let you down. He-,"
"I want to give him a second chance."
"Mabel, he had his stupid second chance! If he really wants to survive all that badly, he'll find somebody else to take care of him."
"He wasn't human. He doesn't know how to be human. He said he had fire powers. People will thinm he's a freak. They'll do experiments on him."
"So?"
"Just, come on!"
The truth was that Mabel wasn't certain why she was so intent on bringing Bill back and keeping him alive. But she-
"No."
"What?"
"Mabel, it's early. Its been hours. He could be long gone by now. For once, I'm not coming with you."
"Fine then."
Mabel turned and walked off by herself.