Author's Notes: Another Chapter for all my loyal readers out there. Thanks for reading!
(Meanwhile…)
The creature who was spying on Bill back at the castle had left the Nightmare Realm by use of his own dimensional scissors and jumped to another dimension. This dimension was known simply as the Void. The Void had been created by the all-powerful Time Baby at Hannibal's request. It was a place that the king was able to use to banish all demons and monsters that didn't conform to his rules.
In other words, all the ones who refused to turn over a new leaf and be "good" were banished here for the remainder of their days. Now no one in this dimension was supposed to have dimensional scissors for it defeated the purpose of the punishment.
And yet, this creature had a pair!
His name was Yvgeny Bulgolyubov but since that was a mouthful most called him Buff Frog. Buff Frog is a large pale green humanoid frog with yellow eyes, dark green lips, and webbed wings on each side of his head. He has a bulky upper body, paired with disproportionately short legs.
He enters the castle of his master, an old stone castle which is slowly falling apart. Inside, Buff Frog jumps out of the portal and salutes and croaks. "Tad, master, I've tracked down Prince William. They've hidden him in the Earth dimension."
Behind the throne, a pair of purple eyes can be seen followed by an evil laugh. Then the throne turns around to reveal Tad's diminutive size. He was short, very short with black hair; purple squared marks laid upon his pale cheeks. "Excellent work, Buff Frog. I knew they couldn't hide that royal brat from me for long. Once he is out of my way, I'll take the kingdom from my goody good two shoes brother. And then the multiverse. And then...! Actually, that should do it." He laughs once more. "I'm coming for you, William...!" He cackled before using his own dimensional scissors to cut open a portal.
His next stop…EARTH!
(Back with Bill...)
He had never met a more positive being in his life!
Bill smirked as Shooting Star continued to go on and on. She had been talking nonstop since they left the school and her subjects kept changing from one to the next, then back to the first in a constant loop.
Usually, people like this would drive him nuts; sending him into a fit of insanity, but strangely enough this girl had this magnetic personality that was so overwhelming he'd dare say it was almost supernatural.
"Anyway." Mabel continued. "Your parents told Ford they were sending you to the school and he's like "Dipper can handle it."" She shook her head. "But Grunkle Stan was like "Are you crazy?" So, he called me."
"What's a Grunkle?" Bill asked as another pesky pixie pinched him. "Seriously what is with these fairies!?"
" Grunkle is short for Great uncle." Mabel informed him. "And Pixies and Fairies are not the same thing."
"I know that." Bill hissed. "I'm insulting it!"
Mabel smiled. "Trust me Bill, this place may be strange at first. Maybe even a little weird but you'll get used to it." She assured him. "May even come to like it."
"Look no offense Shooting Star but I know weird, I live and breathe it every day and this." He pointed to a strange plaid Platypus. "This isn't weird, it's just disturbing."
"You know you're not at all like I imagined you." Mabel admitted.
"What'd you expect a creature with red skin and horns?" Bill asked.
"No." Mabel said pulling out a drawing from her purse and handed it to him.
"What's with the yellow Dorito?" Bill asked.
"It's you." Mabel insisted. "And it's a golden pyramid, not a Dorito."
"Oh, those are my Cheek marks." Bill said gesturing to his face. "They are a symbol of my heritage, only demons of royalty have them."
"Oh, that's what he meant." Mabel said feeling silly.
"Meant?" Bill asked.
"Okay in my defense I was only half listening, but Ford gives Dipper, and I lessons on the Supernatural. When we learned about demons he was talking about shapes and how each demon is unique, and stuff and I guess I thought he meant Demons had shapes for bodies." She pulled out more drawings.
Bill looked through them. "You know these aren't half bad." He said looking impressed. "But why is my mother a snowflake?" he asked holding up the picture.
"Because she has ice powers." Mabel said simply.
Bill shrugged "Fair enough."
Silence followed, it didn't last long though, mostly because both Bill and Mabel hated silence.
"Are we there yet?" Bill asked. "I am trudging here, and a prince should never trudge." They had been walking for what felt like hours. "Don't you humans have other forms of transportation?"
"Yeah, I didn't think you on a bus was wise." Mabel admitted. "You know with your powers flaring up and all."
She had a point, he knew as much, but knowing that didn't make this less annoying. His father always made it look so easy!
"Here we are!" Mabel exclaimed as they reached their destination.
Bill grimaced as he was met with the sight of a little run-down old shack with the words Mystery Shack written on the top in huge metal letters. "Please tell me you're joking."
"Trust me it's not so bad." She assured him. "Now let's go they're waiting on us."
Bill groaned, but otherwise followed her lead. After all anything had to be better than Saint Hugo's, and that included a rundown shack.
Meanwhile, inside said Shack Stan was out of his mind with worry. "They should have been home by now." He said pacing back and forth. The Stan Twins had moved from the basement to the kitchen in hopes of greeting them at the door. Ford wanted to deal with the power problem as soon as possible, not that he considered this solving a problem.
"Relax Stan you know Dipper likes to take the scenic route home." Ford assured him. "Besides it gives me time to finish." He said. He gestured to the cane as he worked.
"So, you are not at least a bit worried about the kids being around a demon?" Stan snapped. "Knowing what we know?"
"Stan they're going to find out eventually." Ford stated as if it was obvious. "As much as I hate it; and believe me I do but being around Bill just might be educational to them."
"I swear it's always about nerd stuff with you." Stan nagged. "Education that, experience this."
"At least I'm not wasting my time with leprechaun gold." He gestured to the pot of gold that was now on the table.
"I'm telling you there has to be a way to crack this." Stan insisted as he tapped it with another spoon.
No use, Stan drops the utensil as it turns gold; just seconds before the magic could affect him.
Suddenly there's a sound at the door.
"They're here!" Ford exclaimed. "Quick act natural."
Stan rolled his eyes as Ford begins to nervously polish the cane. "No offense but shouldn't I be the nervous one?" He asked. "I mean I'm the one his father nearly got killed." He reminded him.
"Then why aren't you?" Ford asked.
"He's a teen." Stan reasoned. "Sure, he's magical and what not, but a teen is a teen." He deduced, "You show fear they'll walk all over you."
Ford rolled his eyes as the door opened to reveal their guests.
First Mabel followed by a boy with golden eyes and cheek marks.
Right away he knew something was wrong.
"Mabel?" Ford asked. "Where's Dipper?"
"Oh, he ran away." The boy said laughing. "You should have seen his face when I told him I was a demon." He cackled. "I thought he was gonna wet himself when he saw me turn that kid into a monster."
"You did what?" Ford snapped. "Why would you do that!?"
Bill gave him a look. "Because I'm a demon duh!" He insisted as if it was obvious. "Man does no one know how we act anymore?" and then he shook his head. "Of course not! Because my Father turned us all into a bunch of softies. Well as soon as I become king that'll change."
"Wow it's like looking back in time." Stan admitted. "He's just like him."
Bill glares!
Ford ignored him. "Mabel you should have looked for your brother you know how he is."
"Is?" Bill asked.
"Oh, Dipper is fine." Mable insisted. "He gets anxious like really easily." She told Bill.
Bill looks confused for a moment and then smiles. "So that's why they call him the safe kid."
Mable nodded. "Yep, that's Dipper safe and controlling."
"There is nothing wrong with a little bit of order." Axolotl insisted as he chose this time to reveal himself.
"Awe you got a lizard!" Mabel exclaimed.
"A lizard?" Axolotl asked obviously confused.
"And it talks!" Mabel squealed. "So cute!"
Bill burst out into a fit of laughter. "She called you a lizard!"
"Mabel that is the all-powerful Axolotl!" Ford hissed. "He is an esteemed member of the Magic High Commission."
"Yes; well, all I am right now is an underpaid babysitter." Axolotl pointed out as several of the furniture around them began to come alive.
"I'm not even doing anything." Bill whined as the room began to fill with colorful bubbles.
"So pretty." Mabel said entranced. She goes to touch one.
"I wouldn't" Axolotl warned.
Too late!
Mabel touches the small bubble and gasped. Suddenly there is an explosion of color.
"Mabel?" Stan asked as he takes in her hypnotized gaze.
"I smell purple." Mabel said.
"That's a color!" Stan exclaimed. "You! What did you do to her?"
Bill shrugs. "Look I have no idea how I." He touches a bubble; he sees a flash of fire raining from a red sky. "Cool." He said. "I think I'll call them Bubbles of Pure Madness." He exclaimed.
"Stop naming them and fix Mabel!" Stan shouted as he held the now drooling girl.
"Everything is clear to me now." She muttered.
"I got this." Ford said offering Bill the cane.
Bill took the black cane thoughtfully. "This is a cane." He said obviously.
"Yes." Ford said plainly.
"This is going to help me control my magic?" Bill snapped as his magic began to become more unstable. "A stupid stick?"
"Uh Ford?" Stan asked.
"Give it a minute." Ford assured him.
Suddenly light erupted from the cane and Bill gasped as he felt the magic leave him. He dropped the cane.
Ford picked it up, having been a scholar of magic himself he waved it like a wand and watched as the chairs at the table animated to life and began to dance.
"You!" Bill yelled as he realized. "You stole my magic!"
"It works!" Stan said surprised.
"You!" Bill looks really angry now. "When my father hears of this."
"Relax." Ford assured him waving the cane at Mabel.
Mabel blinks and rubs her eyes. "Uh? What happened?"
"Mabel you're cured!" Stan shouted.
"Why do I suddenly feel like I know what color smells like?" Mabel asked.
"I made the cane to help you learn control." Ford explained to Bill ignoring the other two. "All your power is now inside this." He offered the cane to Bill. "As you become more accustom with your own power it will slowly feed back into you."
Bill took the cane and examined it. It was light enough, classy and stylish. He could see himself walking around with it, and it even went well with his suit. "So, it's like a wand?" He asked.
"More or less." Ford said. He honestly felt uneasy giving the boy back his powers especially with his talk of bringing the demons back to their old ways. But he had a promise to keep, after all he owed Bill's family more than the boy would ever know. His eyes fell on Mabel as he thought this, he wondered where she and Dipper would be now if not for Hannibal's mercy.
He pushed the thought away, he had more important things to address. "Now as I just demonstrated." He said. "Anyone who has this cane will now possess your power." He warned. "So, don't let it fall into enemy hands."
Unbeknownst to him a shadowy figure stood by the window watching. His purple eyes narrowed at his words and a smile slipped on his face. For years he had wondered how he would get rid of the boy and take his rightful place as king.
Now thanks to this human he had it.
All he had to do was steal the cane from his nephew and then the Nightmare Realm would belong to him! And once the Realm of Demons was in his grasp the entire Multiverse would be his for the taking.
-To Be Continued