Author's Notes: Here we are again with another chapter! Hope you enjoy.
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(Back with Bill…)
Bill had not been expecting that suspension would be so boring, He also had not expected the back lash he had received from his father.
"William you are there to learn how to control yourself, did you ever think that this could blow up in our faces?" Hannibal asked. "Humans are a rowdy bunch and easily offended, your actions could cause a war!"
"It's not my fault it happened so suddenly." Bill argued with his father at his large mirror phone. "I thought there were warning signs."
"There are." His father said looking displeased.
"Perhaps it isn't entirely his fault." Luisa reasoned. "Maybe having his power placed inside the cane has hindered his ability to sense when his body is changing."
"You can't keep making excuses for him darling." Hannibal argued. "The boy has got to learn to be more responsible."
"Hannibal..." Luisa began.
"No, I've decided." Hannibal said. "By the start of summer, I want you to be evaluated."
"Evaluated!" Bill looks furious and rightfully so. "No one gets evaluated during their first year."
"Dear, William is right." Luisa tries to talk him down. "If she thinks he's too dangerous she'll take away his powers."
Of course, by SHE; they meant the Cat fairy known to all as, Baby. She was charged with evaluating all members of the Royal family. Her duty was to ensure that the future ruler of the family was progressing at a proper and desired pace. However, she had one other task, and it was her most sacred. If a member of the Royal Family showed signs of being dangerous or too unruly she was charged with eliminating the problem, by taking away their powers forever.
Bill bit his lip, he knew that Baby would see him as another Seth waiting to happen, and perhaps his mother knows it too.
Hannibal, however, is not swayed. "All the more reason for him to start taking this more seriously."
(Later...)
It had been a week now and Dipper was beginning to feel a bit worried about his demon friend. Bill had stayed up most of the week studying spells with Axolotl late into the night and falling asleep periodically throughout the day. He had also started making less jokes and taking things more seriously. Of course, whenever Dipper pointed this out Bill would force a joke and laugh it off, pretending that everything was fine.
At first Dipper thought Bill was still feeling awkward about what had happened between them. Dipper didn't blame him, sometimes he found himself feeling weird about it too, but as the week went on he began to notice that it might not have anything to do with him at all.
Dipper yawned as he stretched out in his bed it was Saturday, eight am to be exact. He felt groggy, of course his worries about Bill had made it hard for him to sleep. His eyes narrowed. "That's it!" He shook his head and forced himself out of bed. He was going to get to the bottom of this and get the real Bill back, even if it killed him. He got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast, but when he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw a jungle where a living room once stood.
"Wow Bill's been busy!" Mabel exclaimed as she pushed passed him.
Dipper found a smile slipping on his face, now this was the Bill he knew. Maybe he didn't have to get to the bottom of this after all.
"Where is he?" Mabel asked.
Dipper shrugged and soon the twins were walking through the somewhat peaceful scenery looking for him. When they found him, He was actually asleep on the couch thick in the jungle brush. Dipper tapped on his shoulder and he went wide awake.
"Oh! Morning Pine Tree!" he greeted.
"I like what you've done to the place!" Dipper joked.
Bill laughed. "Me? I didn't do this! I was sleeping!"
"Come on Bill you're the one with the cane." She reminded him.
"But I'm not the only one who can cast spells in this house." Bill gave Dipper a wink.
"What me?" Dipper asked surprised. "Come on you know I'd never do this." He reasoned.
"Well that really only leaves one other." Bill reasoned.
"You don't think…" Mabel began.
"Ford would never." Dipper stated the obvious.
"Bill!" Ford's voice screamed from somewhere in the thicket.
"It wasn't me!" Bill exclaimed.
"Sure, it wasn't." Stan said, not sounding convinced.
However, Dipper was, just one look at his friend's face told him he wasn't lying. Bill always smiled proudly after pulling such a prank. And he was never one to deny creating something as wild and imaginative as a jungle in ones living room.
The rest of the day was normal enough.
The twins and Bill had their usual lesson with Ford before he and Stan announced they would be gone for the night. Ford often went out into the woods to study the local paranormal residence that stayed there, and Stan always went with him.
"Someone's got to keep the guy from getting himself killed." Stan joked as they left.
It was just past Midnight now and Dipper groaned as something slimy walked all over him. He opens his eyes and sees a shadowy figure crawl from his bed and across the floor before disappearing out the door. Dipper sighed, getting out of bed to walk to Bill's room. He could hear blasts and loud explosions coming from inside.
"What's going on?" Mabel asked coming up behind him.
"Not sure." Dipper said. "Uh...Bill, everything okay in there...?" He asked, slowly creaking open his door. Bill was walking all around his room, blasting random things with his eyes closed. He blasted at them with mini narwhals the moment the door opened.
Dipper is knocked over by the blast but gets back up quickly enough.
Bill blasted the lamp next to Mabel, causing it to become lively. She tried running from it as fast as possible, but it kept stinging her. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Bill! Wake up please!" The lamp tangled her and Dipper with its cord and Bill walked the direction towards his calling mirror and accidentally played his voice messages. His father appeared on the screen.
"Bill, just calling for your daily reminder to behave and train like the king you will one day become."
"BILL!" Dipper yelled louder.
Bill rubbed his eyes "Morning already..." Finally, he opened his eyes and noticed what was happening quickly. "Shoot!" He turned everything back to normal and stopped his voice messages from playing.
Dipper sighed in relief.
"What happened?!" Bill asked as Mabel kicked the lamp.
"You were spelling in your sleep!" Dipper said.
"Hey maybe that's why you don't remember turning our living room into a jungle." Mabel exclaimed.
Bill began to panic. "What no! I can't be acting like this! Not now! You smart guy fix me!" Bill demanded pointing his cane at Dipper.
Dipper looks unsure, but decides that this just might work in his favor. "Well, this calls for some ...psychology!"
"Psychology?" Bill scoffed. "You can't rely on reasoning with a mad man."
Dipper is undeterred by his words. "I'm going to dig deep into your brain to see what makes you tick."
This time Bill openly laughs. "Kid you'd go insane if I ever let you even have so much as a glimpse inside."
Dipper pulled out a notebook and a pen. "We're going to do a few brain exercises to try and figure out what's going on." He said as they walked downstairs where the living room was still a jungle.
Mabel and Bill took a seat.
"Okay, so, the first exercise is going to be some role playing. I want you to pretend to be someone close to you." Bill smiled and used his cane to transform into Dipper.
"Hi, I'm Dipper, I'm awkward and shy and my voice cracks when I talk." Bill teased. Next he pointed forward. "OOOO! There goes Wendy!" He started throwing air punches and kicks. "I'm gonna impress her with my monster fighting!"
Dipper blushed before scribbling on his notepad,
THIS ISN'T WORKING.
"Alright, alright Bill. Next exercise. Art therapy." Dipper said as Mabel set up an easel and a canvas. "Why don't you draw me a picture of your childhood?"
It didn't take him long to paint something. Who knew Bill was an artist? The painting was pretty good and detailed. It's a painting of a dragon scorching the land with its fire.
"Uh...I wasn't expecting you to get this detailed Bill. So, what does this say about your childhood?"
"Oh! I was just drawing this because it's cool." Bill chuckled.
Dipper face palmed.
"This calls for exercise three. The ink blot test." he held up a paper with ink on it. "Tell me what you see."
"Uh...an ink blot?" Bill said as if it was obvious.
Dipper rubbed his forehead. "N-No what does this like...remind you of?"
"A fat porcupine!" Mabel exclaimed.
Bill gives a weird look at the blob, and shrugs, "Sure why not."
Dipper moved onto the next page not even questioning it. "How about this one?"
"An alien guy!" Mabel exclaimed again.
"Mabel this exercise is for Bill!" Dipper whines.
"Sorry Pine Tree but I don't think its working." Bill admitted.
"Just one more." Dipper said and flipped to the next page which was just a little dot. "Oh, this is a mista-"
Bill's pupils grew smaller. "That reminds me of my overbearing father suffocating me with all the duties of becoming king for my entire life."
Dipper blinked in amazement, he had not been expecting that...at all. In fact he was so surprised he forgot to hold in his laughter.
"What's so funny?" Bill asked.
"I think we may have found the root to your problem!" Dipper stood. "You have Daddy issues!" He cheered.
Mabel stiffened a giggle.
"I DO NOT HAVE DADDY ISSUES!" Bill screamed.
"Bill this is a great thing." Dipper reasoned. "All you have to do is tell your dad how you feel and you'll be able to stop sleep spelling."
Bill stopped, thinking about it. "It's a waste of time." He reasoned.
"Bill…" Dipper began.
"My father never hears me." Bill said. "I mean he hears, but…"
"He just doesn't get it." Mabel said the obvious.
Bill nodded. "We're polar opposites." He agreed.
"Look I know it's difficult to get through to him." Dipper reasoned. "Grunkle Stan and I use to argue about everything." He explained. "He always picked me for the hardest and most dangerous chores around the house. I thought he hated me, but he was just trying to toughen me up."
"Pine Tree, My father wants me to pass an exam that most Royals don't take until they're 18. That's four years early." He huffed. "And if I fail they could take my power away! I'd be just like Tad! An utter embarrassment to the family name."
"And did you tell your dad how you felt…?" Dipper began.
"I tried!" Bill yelled.
"Don't try, do!" Dipper yelled back.
Mabel however, tried a more gentle approach. "Once you got everything out in the open things will get better." She assured him. "I promise."
"Yeah?" Bill asked.
Both Mabel and Dipper nodded.
Bill still looks unconvinced but nods. "I suppose it's worth a try."
Mabel yawn excessively. "Well I don't know about you guys but I'm heading to bed."
Dipper agreed. "Yeah we should get some sleep." He looked to Bill. "We good?"
Bill nodded, but still looked deep in thought.
Dipper left him to it, and head to his room to try and get some more sleep.
It didn't last long; by two am, Bill was back at it again with all the spells and explosions. Turning Dipper's bed into floating clouds sending him flying through the air as his clothes are scattered everywhere by a rainbow tornado.
"Bill!" Mabel screamed as she barges in, no doubt the racket has woke her up.
"What?" Bill opens his eyes and sees a pile of Dipper's clothes on the floor. "Oh no I disintegrated Pine Tree!"
"I'm up here." Dipper said from the still floating clouds.
"Oh." Bill waved his cane, which turned the bed back to normal before it was sent crashing back down to the ground.
"Some Psychologist you are Dip." Mabel said. "I thought pointing out the problem was supposed to fix him." She looked at her brother expectantly.
Dipper However is not looking at her or Bill for that matter. "Uh I don't think Bill's Daddy issues are the problem here." He pointed at a purple monster which was standing in the corner of the room. "Look!"
The monster had a trunk like an elephant. "I want yo face!" he ordered to Bill in a booming voice.
And it goes to charge.
"Okay wait hold up!" Bill says using his cane to stop the monster in his tracks. "You want what now?"
"I came here for yo face. To steal ya face," he repeated even louder.
"Okay first, STOP YELLING!" Bill screamed. "And second, I get that, I meant why are you stealing my face?"
"Sorry." The monster said still yelling. "I don't have any ears." He pulled out his phone to snap a picture. "Camera-phone~" He snapped a pick before continuing. "I'm running from St. H's."
"And you need Bill's face because…" Mabel asked.
"Well since we look so much alike I figure I can just take his face and have him take mine." The monster explained. "Then I'll get off scott free while they haul your friend here off to St. H's..."
Dipper couldn't help it, he burst out laughing. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."
Bill and Mabel laugh as well, so hard in fact that Mabel falls over, and Bill looses focus allowing the monster to be free from his hold.
The elephant monster glared at them. "It's not funny." He hissed and then grabbed Bill and started running away with him.
Bill drops his cane in surprise at the sudden movement.
"Bill! Don't worry, we'll save you!" Mabel yelled running after them.
The elephant slid down the rails of the house and raced out the door before climbing up the roof. He took a quick picture, and ran forward pulling out his dimensional scissors, opening a portal.
"Look I get it." Bill was saying. "Nobody wants to go there. But you can't just run forever." He insisted.
The monster ignores him and uses his finger to produce a laser beam to start removing Bill's face.
"Pine Tree!" Bill screams trying to wrestle free.
Dipper climbs up the roof of the house with speed he didn't know he had. "Wait!" You don't have to do this!" he yelled. "I can help you!"
"No thank you!" The monster responded.
"Listen to me, please!" Dipper insisted.
"I told you I don't have ears!" he yelled back.
"Well maybe that's why you're in this mess!" Bill said.
"Bill!" Dipper exclaimed.
The elephant went quiet and his face turned sad. "Okay, I do have ears. But I don't wanna use them to listen to people." He admitted. "The only people I listen to is my mind. And right now, my mind is telling me to steal his face," he explained.
"You can't keep running from your problems." Dipper told him as Mabel finally reached the top of the roof.
"Yeah besides." Mabel said. "When you steal other people's faces...all you're really stealing is your future..."
"But I like my future!" The monster said, the teens smile thinking they've gotten through to him.
The elephant laughed. "You think I like my future? Ha! Well, you're wrong!" He snapped a photo. "Camera phone~"
Dipper pulled out his notebook and threw it at his head and he fell somewhere off the roof, dropping Bill.
Suddenly the guards from St. H's came through their own portal to get him.
Dipper sat down beside Bill looking on still more than a bit frazzled.
Mabel laughed as she sat down as well. "Weirdest night ever."
Dipper and Bill chuckled.
"Thanks Pine Tree, you really saved my face."
"Yeah I guess I owe you an apology." Dipper said. "Sorry about the whole daddy issues comment."
"You weren't wrong." Bill admitted.
"I can't believe that guy actually thought his plan was going to work." Mabel said.
"I'll get you for this!" The monster screamed as the guards started carrying him away. "Your face will be mine!"
The teens exchanged looks before dying in laughter.
It was officially the strangest night ever!
-To Be Continued
