Another Sude of A Drean Demon
A/N: This is a Bill Cipher centric, what if he had a friend during his time in thearpy, one that he didn't make a deal with in order to break out, who sypathizes with him.
"Hello, Bill Cipher. My name is Gracie." She greeted the triangle shape, waaring a top hat and bowtie
"I don't think I've seeen you around here before." he said eying the honey colored haired human.
"I'm new around here."
"Are you a patient or worker?"
"Worker."
"Oh." Bill said with a frown, going back to what he was working on.
"You have art and crafts here? Mind if i join you?" said Gracie, trying to warm up to him.
"You're not trying to butter me up, so I talk, are you?"
"Now, why would I do that?" Gracie asked him, as she gathered some clay that wasn't being used by someone else. "I'm just giving you some space."
She was done working on her clay sculpture, she looked up to notice that Bill was still working on his.
"What is your arts and crafts project?"
Bill was hesitate at first
Should I let this stranger in, she seems nice enough, she doesn't seem like the others, who have landed themselves here. Bill thought to himself, he recutantly show her.
"Wow, that looks good, I didn't know you had an artistic side."
"That's because we just met, you don't expect me to show you what I can do."
"Right."
"You really think it's that good?"
"Of course I do, though, I do have a question to ask you?"
"Oh? What could that be?"
"What do these red and blue triangles suppose to resemblant?"
Bill let out a sigh, looking off to one side. "Those are suppose to be my parent. I don't like to talk about it."
"That's okay, I'm not going to pressure you."
"Here, I want you to have this." she said placing her arts and crafts project in front of him. It was in a shape of an antromophic male werefox with a pair of dark purple wings jutting out of his back.
"You made this?"
"Mmmhmm."
"It looks beautiful."
"Thanks."
"Why are you giving me this for?"
"I would like to be friends."
"You want to be friends with a Dream Demon?"
"What's wrong with that?"
"If you haven't notice, I don't make friends, I only make deals?"
"Have you ever tried?"
"No and I never will, I don't need anyone."
Gracie got up, her head lowered, as she was about to walk away.
"I'm sorry, please don't go, I don't want to be alone." Bill said as tears began to swell up in his eye.
She came back to him, taking pity on him. She wrapped an arm around the triangle's back, comforting the poor guy.
After he calm downm he began to spill his guts to her.
"You know, I'm suppose to be learning some kind of lesson, while I'm here."
"Care to share it with me?"
"In order for me to be reincarnate, I have to give up my evil ways."
Gracie leaned back in her chair as she listen. "Are you ready to talk about what happened to your parents, if not it can wait for another time."
"No, I'm ready, I need to get this off my chest, to try and put a part of my past behind see, I was born in with a deformate eye that allow me to see the third dimension, tired with the people I was living with that didn't understand me, even though I was loved and adore by them, I they didn't believe me thinking that it didn't exist. I try to show that it did. I burned it all down, trying to prove them wrong, I killed my species and my parents. There blood are on my hands, I can't wash it away."
Bill started crying again, after telling her all this. "What is this feeling,?"
Gracie looked at him sympathetic. "I can tell you that. You are feeling remorse."
"That can't be, I'm not suppose to be feeling this way, is that bad?"
"No, in a way, it's a good thing, if you keep it up, you might have a shot of being reincarnate. I'll be monitoring your progress."
"Thank you, it would be good to have a friend in a place like this."
Gracie got up again, removing her arm around Bill's back. "Bill, if you need anything or need to talk to someone, I'll be here."