(Scene: Fandom Theater - Vaults)
(VP and Lucky both looked at the big vault that above said "Number 1" in bug red letters with dread)
Lucky(worried): You sure you're up for this?
VP: I just have to get this over with.
Lucky: I know, but you're only doing this because of what happened a while back.
(Flashback: a Month Ago… I think. I dunno, this was before Brooke got the job - Security Room)
(The Fandom Theater was going fine. Until there was shaking. VP falls down from her chair that she was relaxing on)
Lucky: (Comes out through the door) What the fuck was that?! Was this your doing?!
VP: (Grunts in annoyance) why blame me? There are other people, y'know.
Lucky: Yeah, but have control on, well, everything!
VP: Yeah, well, this was not me. Hang on just let me check and- (when looking at the cameras, her eyes widen) Oh fuck.
Lucky: What? (Looks at what she was seeing, and his eyes widened) Oh… uh do you think this is about-
VP(frustrated): "Him"? Oh yes. (Snaps her fingers and disappears)
Lucky: I don't like this. Not one bit.
(Scene: Outside of the Fandom Theater)
(the building of the Fandom Theater is literally floating in a black abyss. VP was standing on it as she was having a conversation with a giant galactic Axolotl shining in front of her and a book called "The Book of Bill" hovering beside it)
VP: (Shouts) Okay, I know I prepared for this but why now?!
Axolotl: He still shows no signs of getting better. And the original copy of the book is getting out of hand in the Theraprism. We hope that things could improve if we leave the book in your hands. Afterall, you always did love uniqueness.
VP: For the love of, not now. I have plans for starting my fanfiction. And since summer is almost over, I have to work extra hard. Not to mention my family trip to Hawaii.
Axolotl: I'm sure you'll be fine. You always did have a pure imagination and creativity to overcome problems.
VP: (Looks down and mutters) Not all of them. (Takes a deep breath and exhales) fine. I'll deal with the book of unnatural horrors. Alright? Happy?
Axolotl: Pleased. Very pleased.
VP: Yeah, yeah. Screw you. (Takes the book) Make sure to repay me. Godmother knows I need it.
Axolotl: Alright. I promise. (Disappears in a flash of colorful lights)
VP: (Looks at the book in her hands) I hate my life.
~Present Time~
VP: I know. And the quicker we do this, then the faster we can go through our regular day lives.
Lucky: He's cunning, manipulative, and can be a downright mean. And I know you wouldn't get tricked into being his puppet, but I'm worried what's gonna happen if you lose your cool.
VP: Well, I guess you have to go through my crap a bunch of times. What's so different about this?
Lucky: this is different. He's gonna be too insensitive. I'm just-
(His words were interrupted as VP pats a hand on his shoulder)
VP: (Smiles) Hey now, Lucks. If I lose it, I can always count on you to put me back together.
Lucky: (relents) fine. But be careful.
VP: *sighs* I will, you worrywart. (Looks at the vault) let's go deal with a psychotic triangle with abandonment issues. (Goes in)
(Scene: The Fandom Theater - The Number 1 Vault)
(The place looked like it can be a containment prison with its pure bright white walls, floors, and ceiling. On the ground, a glowing red book resonated it's aura)
VP: (Uses foot to open the book) hey! Billy-O! Talk!
(And like that, Bill Cipher in a orange prison outfit while figure was cracked and had a little crazed look in his one eye that said trouble came out of the book)
Bill: Well, Well. if it isn't the Wandering Wonder herself. To what do I owe the pleasure, Fanfreak?
VP: (Glares) Look here, Cipher. I am here to give you a warning. Don't mess with the Fandom Theater and its residents. This is my turf and I don't take jerks like you so kindly.
Bill: (Mocking) Oooh! I'm so scared. Tell me, do you really think you can scare me that easily? Please, you might be the god here, but you're still just a pathetic human no matter what.
VP: I don't even consider myself a god. I don't use my powers for twisted stuff you do.
Bill: And you have capabilities like no other, and yet you use it for stupid stuff like this theater. But you still use your unnatural powers for your personal gain. Face it, you and I are alike and could use our unlimited powers to rule them all!
VP: I, for one, have some of my sanity to know not to make a stupid deal with you. And you hurt the people that I care about. I won't take that lightly.
Bill: (Rolls his eyes) Whatever, deny it all you want. But speaking of which, how's the cat puppet doing?
VP: Better and safe from you. You caused a lot of trouble while you were out.
Bill: Ah, she was way different from the other puppets. Had the creativity and wit to cause trouble. Too bad she didn't like what I had to offer in chaos.
VP: You're sick in the head, alright. Sick in the head.
Bill: Why thank you. Oh, how's Inkwell? Still upset about you using his parchment?
VP: None of your damn business.
Bill: Say, did you tell those idiot girls about the thing? Sure, I can't possess something that is already possessed but I gotta wonder.
VP: (Looks away) No.
Bill: Hah! And you still are selfish like me. (In thought, put's one hand on his… chin?) Though there is one thing I have to agree on, the pitiful thing that makes us different.
VP(Angry): Don't you dare-
Bill: You're still just a lousy coward. You want your life over with but are still afraid to take that kind of step. And let's not forget your parents. Your family.
VP: Shut up…
Bill: (Almost laughing in hysterics) What would they say once they realize the freak you are? You're too pathetic to face them. A coward who wouldn't stand up for herself. You'll be all alone. More alone than you are now. All alone in the world all because-
(in a blink of an eye, an arrow was shot so close next to him as there it was poking out of the wall leaving cracks, red smoke and making the room go dark. Bill stood there silent, eye dilated as he saw in front of him)
(VP's eyes were yellow and were glowing purple. Wrapped around her limbs were multiple purple strings connected to glowing purple books with many fandom titles. She was holding a pink crossbow that was glowing red and pointed it at Bill. If you could look closely, you might see glimpses of black feathery wings)
VP: (Her voice sounded like menacing echoes) Listen here you top hat dorito, mention anything else and you'd be begging to be dealing with the Theraprism staff. Got it?
(He nods, fearfully)
VP: (Narrows her eyes) In all honesty, I feel bad for you. You lost your family and homeworld all because you wanted to show them what you can do and be understood. I get that. But instead of using your powers to help others prevent the exact same tragedy you went through, you used them to cause destruction and misery to many lives and don't give a crap about how it affects them. I made stories with angst and mess with others for amusement, but at least I have the audacity to care about how others feel.
(He's speechless, shaking right there as he watches her fearfully)
VP: (was about to walk out) I'm leaving. But, (takes a glance) I may have accepted being afraid, but who's scared and pathetic right now? The cowardly? Or the one shaking beneath the cowardly?
(And she leaves, leaving the infamous Bill Cipher to his thoughts)
(Scene: Fandom Theater - Vaults)
(VP slowly goes back to normal as Lucky runs to her)
Lucky: VP! Are you-
(He notices a tear run down her cheek)
Lucky: Oh, VP… (Hugs her tightly)
VP: (Hugs back just as much) I… I-
Lucky: (Reassuring) I know. I know. I'm here.
VP: (Fondly smiles and sniffs) Thanks dude.