Chapter One: Log date 284829
Log date 284829: Bill Cipher. Ugh! Where do we even begin on this patient? He has been here for approximately [REDACTED] Earth years and has still hasn't made any progress in his treatment plan here in the Theraprism. Mr. Cipher has tried to escape on several occasions. He's maimed so many other inmates. Once he finally figured out he isn't leaving, he just stares off into space and absently draws blue and red triangles. A chaotic Mr. Cipher is bad, but a quiet Mr. Cipher is even worse. I believe it is time for our last resort in Mr. Cipher's treatment. *sigh* I hate it has to come to this….
-Dr. Wazowski
Excruciating Pain. This is how he felt when he woke up in a blinding white room. Wait. That's not right. He shouldn't be feeling pain. As his senses became clearer, he could start to make out voices. They were muffled, but he could make out what they were saying.
"Do we have an ID yet? A tired female voice asked.
The boy tried to remember what was he? His name started with a B. Bob? No. That wasn't right. Bill? Wait. Yes he was Bill. Bill Cipher? Where is Bill though? LAst he knew, he was at the Theraprism. Wait.
"No. His blood tests keep coming back Inconclusive." A male voice said. Presumingly a doctor.
Blood tests? What's going on? Bill opened his eyes. Eyes? He only had one. What's going on here? Bill saw his hands and body. Pale clammy skin. Various injuries. He was human. He couldn't believe it. Those bastards at the Theraprism actually sent him here? For what? Some twisted treatment?
"Well, we're going to have to place him under foster care if we can't get an ID and locate a family member." The tired female voice said.
Well that wasn't good. Suddenly, before he could think, Bill started screaming a name. Not just any name though.
"Stanford Pines!"
"StanFORD PINES!"
"STANFORD PINES!"
"STANFORD PINES!"
Bill wished he didn't just say that, but it was too late. Maybe they didn't hear him. This caught the attention of the people outside his room.
"Isn't that the name of the scientist in the next town over?" The female voice asked.
Damn it all.
"I believe so. Do you want to call him?" The male voice answered.
"We don't have any other options." the female voice said.
Stanford Pines was helping his brother set up the attic and Ford's old room for the kids. Ford was making Dipper's bed when he got a phone call from a number he didn't recognize. This wasn't uncommon. Ford got scam calls all the time. Ford ignored it. He humored the voice mail only to grow confused. It was the hospital a town over. Weird kid found on road? Extensive injuries? Woke up screaming his name? Hmm…
After calling back, Ford was rushing to the neighboring town. He was back.
After very carefully talking to the doctors and nurses, Bill asked for a mirror. The first thing Bill noticed was his eyes. They were yellow. No white in them. They were just yellow with cat like pupils. But Bill could see like a normal human.
"Why are my eyes like this?" Bill found himself asking before being startled.
His voice sounded like Pinetree's voice when he was a kid but different. Was he a child?! He couldn't believe this. Why did the Theraprism do this?! The doctor didn't have an answer for Bill. What sane human would? Bill continued to look over his flesh sack. Pale skin and brown hair with a yellow streak. The former triangle noticed a scar running across his face. Guess he kept it. Dang. If Bill didn't know any better, he could have passed as a Pines.
Eventually, as Bill was struggling to eat a jello without barfing his insides out, the door burst open. Standing there, stood Stanford Filbrick Pines. Before Bill could say "Buy gold", he felt a sharp stinging on his face. Pain was not so hilarious anymore. As he felt tears running down his face (that he had no clue he even was capable of crying out by the way), and reached up to rub his face, Bill came to a realization:
Stanford Pines slapped him and he didn't like it this time.
Author's Note:
Hi, guys. I'm back.
And i'm rewriting A New Brother. Next chapter is an AMA and I'll answer reviews at the end ig. Just starting it up. I'm in uni, so updates will be scattered.
I hope you Enjoyed this. I want it to be better than the last one.
-Eda
