Hi guys! New chapter again… Oh and to reply to the reviews, I just did something generic to see who you'd think it is (I also may have changed something in the last chapter if you want to figure it more out possibly maybe I don't know what I'm doing). It being Stanford is actually a good idea… I should have thought of that! Oh well, it's probably not going to come up anyway but like I said, I have no idea what I'm going to write till I write it. On with the chapter.

Chapter 9- You're insane!

December 31st 2013

Everything goes back into focus and I stand there, not even staggering. "So you're good at teleports then scorch mark?" Bill smirks. "You do realise Dipper is passed out on the floor," I say. Bill shrugs and realises we are at the Mystery Shack. "Why did you have to choose here? Considering Pine tree fainted I'm actually glad so forget I complained," he sighs. I smile. "You're so whiny sometimes, and by sometimes I mean all the time." He makes a face at me then goes like he's going to say something and pauses. "If I complain it would just support your claim," he states. "Yes and that rhymed. You're a poet and you didn't know it."

Bill makes Dipper float and I knock on the Mystery Shack door. A ghostly figure appears next to me. "Stanley?! What the?!" Bill says, surprised. I look at the ghost and see he's a lot like Stan. "Why is Dipper passed out? Bill what did you do?" The ghost shakes his head. "We teleported and he passed out. Is that normal?" I answer then look at Bill with my question. Bill nods. "Who are you?" I ask the spectre. "Stanford's twin brother, Stanley, in ghost form. Also, I know who you are so don't introduce yourself there is no need," Stanley replies. "Don't rip off my style and say 'I know lots of things'," Bill complains. "See, you're always complaining!" I smirk at him. Bill fixes his bowtie and glares at me. "I'll go get Stan, let yourselves in and put Dipper on the couch," the ghost says absentmindedly. He floats inside through the door.

Dipper P.O.V

Wha? I'm on the couch in the Shack. Bill is stood in the corner with his top hat obscuring my sight of the top part of his face. Olivia is sitting by me, obviously worried. "What happened?" I question groggily. Wow my head hurts. I rub my temples. "We teleported and you fainted," Bill says. I nod at the demon and sit up.

Stan storms into the room and holds Bill up by his collar. "What the hell did you do to my nephew?!" I look at him. "Grunkle Stan I'm fine," I reply. Stan looks at me then at Bill and Olivia and lets him go. Bill straightens his tie and fixes his collar. "Thanks Pine tree. You do remember hurting my neck right Stanford?" The demon questions. Stan looks like he's going to punch Bill then turns to me. "You sure you're ok kid?" I nod and he sighs. I see Bill rub his neck nervously. "If we're done here, me and Olivia will be going," he sighs. "Good. Get out of my shack. Bye Olivia," Stan replies without even turning around. "Bye Dipper," Olivia says. "Bye Pine Tree. Don't worry the dizziness and sick feeling will go soon," Bill waves goodbye then walks out with Olivia behind him.

Bill Cipher P.O.V

My neck hurts a lot but I wouldn't admit it, especially with scorch mark right there. She worries about me a lot more than she'd like to admit. I smirk. "Are we done for today or…?" The kid questions. I nod and keep walking. She walks after me quickly then stops me by holding my wrist. "Your neck is hurt and you need to stop moving so I can teleport us home and get a look at you better," she says. "And you say I'm the one who whines and complains all the time," I reply teasingly. "That's because you are triangle man. Now stand still so I can teleport us," she states. I shake my head and she teleports us to 'my' room.

Gideon P.O.V

Where am I? I'm at the therapist before they take me to the nut house… "Hello Gideon. How are you?" Someone in a lab coat asks. I read their name tag. "I'm fine thank you… Maryanne…" I answer. She smiles at me. "That's good to hear. Now please come with me so I can find out about your problem," she talks slowly as if I'm an idiot. "It isn't a problem…. I've just had nightmares… nothing serious…" I say. Is he watching me? I don't see his symbol. I can relax. "Well we still need to review it for you Gideon. Don't worry we won't put you in a strait jacket. You are functioning normally and don't appear to be a danger to yourself or others. Please follow me," Maryanne smiles. I follow her, now relaxed and calm. She leads me to a room with a desk and seats. She gestures for me to sit down.

"Now Gideon, can you please describe the nature of your dreams," Maryanne continues to speak slowly. "I'm not stupid so you don't need to talk so slowly," I reply with equal slowness. She laughs, obviously fake. "Sorry. Now if you can tell me-" "- I don't want to talk about it," I cut her off.

Olivia P.O.V

Don't be an idiot Bill. I think. Bill sits by the dresser and takes off his bowtie and undoes his top button to allow me a better look. I take off the bandage carefully and see fresh blood. "When Stan grabbed you by the collar it made you bleed," I say. Bill waves his hand as if pushing the thought away. "It doesn't hurt," he replies dismissively. I poke it and he yelps. "Yes it does you are a liar," I look at him and frown. "Ok so it does. I'm a demon, of course I am a liar. I'm not the person who lies the most in gravity falls," a picture of Stan appears in front of him. "Well yes Stan lies more but he has more responsibility," I regret saying it instantly.

Bill turns red, his suit and hair changing colour, his skin becoming a dark pink and his eye turning a dark black and red. "You think I don't have responsibility?! I've been looking out for you and the people in my circle for years. I'm THE dream demon! I've been around for eons and you think I don't have more responsibility then that con man?!" He yells, pushing me against the wall. A red fire glows on his hand and he holds me up by my top. "Bill you're…hurting me…" I groan. He smirks and puts his flaming hand closer to me, next to my face. The flames caress the side of my face and I wince.

I see the flames shift and move away. Bill drops me and steps back. I clutch my cheek. "Sorry. I didn't know what I was doing… I haven't gone this long without killing someone in… a very long time. I'm so sorry… So sorry…" Bill stutters. I fell tears on the side of my face and realise I'm crying. "It's ok… I was a b*** (AUTHOR NOTE- This fanfiction is rated T, no hate please).I… forgive you…" I reply slowly still holding my cheek. Bill helps me up and tries to decide what to do.

Bill Cipher P.O.V

I'm insane… I'm stupid ,impulsive and hot headed. Thoughts tumble into my head but I can't say them aloud. Excuses, apologies, self-hatred, all these thoughts flow into my head. What do I do? What can I do? I burnt her cheek and she's crying. Comfort her. The voice whispers. "No. It's my fault and I take full responsibility. I'm sorry," I say. She smiles slightly. "I… need a hug," she stutters still crying and holding her cheek. I tentatively wrap my arms around her gently and hope I don't crush her, as the last times I have held someone was to kill them. She cries into my chest and I stroke her back and say things like 'it's going to be ok' and 'don't worry'.

I knew you had a heart in you somewhere. The voice, however right it is, annoyingly reminds me. I ignore it and keep comforting her.

Olivia P.O.V

Grandma is going to freak out. If Stan sees it he'll kill Bill with the demon blade. If Dipper sees it he'll freak out and try to find something in his book. If Mabel sees it she'll freak out and try to stop me from being near Bill. Heck Olivia watch will now be a thing. "It'll be alright scorch mark. I can make it so they won't see it," Bill whispers. I look up at him, my eyes red but no longer making tears. "How?" My faint reply barely audible. "I tricked the trickster of tricksters. I can use an illusion to hide it till it heals. It's only a red mark," he tries to comfort. "That covers half my cheek. I don't want you using power all the time. I'll just wear lots of make up over it. A mortal solution to a magical problem," I say. Bill shakes his head. "You're going to stop me no matter what I say aren't you?" I nod. "You're so stubborn," he sighs. "And you aren't?" I reply jokingly. He laughs and stops hugging me. "Now do me a favour," I continue, "and sit down so I can look at your wound again."

And there goes my predictability. You'll get used to it if you read any of my other stories ever, past or future. Advertising. Yay *sarcastic*

Bill Cipher- where are you! *he runs into my hotel room* *I vanish*

Me- I'm at the pool.

Bill Cipher- you are right there. And I need to invade your mind and destroy you.

Me- yeah no. *I reappear* you wouldn't want the nice readers to be sad you killed the author of the story.

Bill Cipher- people actually read this?!

Me- yes.

Bill Cipher- on what?

Me- an amazing site called fanfiction

Bill Cipher- don't annoy me-

Me- -you won't like me when I'm angry? I know what you're like so I'm going to do this. Bye guys! AroraEarthIcefire out! *I teleport somewhere random*

Bill Cipher- I am going to destroy her. I will burn her to the ground.