Book 1 (Bill Cipher x Reader)

Chapter 10: Zggzxp lm yllph

Bill began flipping through the pages trying to find anything useful or anything interesting. As he looked through the book he saw colorful little squares sticking to the page with writing on it. There were some that ranged from random comments to answers to the question left on the page. The hand settings were very different. The book was written in all cursive here and there with sloppy handwriting in red marker but besides that, it looked very nice. But on the squares, was filled with mediocre handwriting, it was small enough for everything to fit in one note sometimes two.

After finding Ford's little hiding spots he finally found his own page. "Creature #326" it read on the top left page, in the middle of the page was something Bill hasn't seen in a while. It was the old zodiac from way back, he was in the middle looking mighty fine as ever. On the left side of the diagram, he saw in nice cursive "This odd, triangular being has appeared in my dreams every night for weeks", he laughed remembering the old times with the scientist. On the other side read "Ten Symbols! What's the significance?" in the same handwriting, he laughed at the author's cluelessness. 'Oh Pines, you know nothing,' he thought. Right under that was a yellow note saying that it could be some sort of code. He laughed knowing at least the kid tried harder than the scientist, he continued to read all of the information, it was mainly just how to summon him and well it was useless information to him. "Come on, come on Fordsie" he chanted to himself. He eventually threw the book in frustration. There was nothing he could find on the topic, the best he could find was Possession Incantation but it's not like he needed it. He had you so he didn't need to possess or use anyone else's body.

The book landed on one of the bookshelves and managed to knock some books off. Which caused a loud boom. Bill floated there in dismay, how the hell did he manage to knock down 1/8th of your books. Not soon after he heard a loud door open, not loud enough where it could be the room he was in right now but loud enough for him to turn around towards the sound. There he saw at the head of the door, you with a black cane, up in the air ready to hit anyone. You began swinging the bat like a maniac trying to hit someone or something. Bill was shocked at first but then saw you had your eyes shut. If anything you'd hurt yourself.

"Jeez kid put the bat down," he said, once you realized it was Bill you stopped swinging the bat around and finally opened your eyes. Your mouth opened a bit once you saw the damage in your room. There were books covering the floor and you noticed one of your shelves broke, seeing that it was crooked.

Your mind was spinning. Bill was back and he made a mess of your little makeshift library. You looked down at the floor in horror, finally closing your mouth, you slowly looked up to the floating triangle. You were normally never mad, the most anger you felt was when you got a paper cut and some blood fell on the page.

You didn't know if it was because Bill came back or because he made a mess or both but you were filled with rage. You put your bat down letting it lean on the bookshelf, you took a few deep breaths in and out trying to calm down.

As you did so Bill just stayed there watching in confusion. He was expecting some sort of reaction, one better than the one he got at least. Once you regain your thoughts you began to bend down and picked up all the books. You hissed in pain feeling some of your wounds open back up.

Bill blinked over and over again in confusion as you just would pile books on one arm and find the right spot for them. 'You really are so weird' he thought snapping his fingers and the room was sucked of all its color leaving you and him the only colorful things.

'what happened?' you thought to yourself looking at your once colorful books turn into shades of black and white, 'it's like last time'

"Welcome kid, " Bill started putting his arms out, all the books floated up from off the floor, "this is the mindscape, " he explained as all the books shifted so the spine was facing out words "pretty cool huh?" and just like that all the books were back in their original spot.

"You could have done that earlier, " you said dryly, "thanks shortass." You didn't sound too pleased to see him again, it sounded like you were more annoyed than anything. Deep down you knew you were happy to see him but then again he got on your nerves a lot.

"Miss me?" he asked in a cheeky tone, making the "me" longer. He laid on his side facing you, one leg straight while the other was bent. He rested the top of his body on one hand and put the other on top of his knee.

You rolled your eyes looking at the stupid dream demon, "you wish" you spat back grabbing your cane, about to leave. In the corner of your eye, you saw a book on your coffee table. You could have sworn Bill put all the books back, "Bill make it color again, " he did as you asked with a snap of his fingers. You made your way to your coffee table and grabbed the book up.

Bill turned to face you, finally breaking out of his stupid pose. His eye slightly widened when you grabbed the book but it was for only a slight second.

You looked at the book, it had a golden handprint with 6 fingers and a number 2 on it. You sat down on one of the sofas, putting the cane under your feet. Memories began to flood your head.

Bill floated right behind your shoulder looking over it to see the book. He watched your expression as you began to flip through the pages.

"This is the key kid, " you hear him say as you flip the page, there you landed on a page with a drawing of a particular triangle. When you were younger you thought all these creators were fake, fiction, a book with made-up creatures in a style that looked realistic.

But there he was, the triangle on the page was right behind you right now. You sighed realizing that there could be more of these creatures out there.

You closed the book sliding down the sofa, resting the back of your head on the top of the sofa. You were able to see an upside-down Bill witched managed to make you let out a small giggle. Bill looked down at your stupid face now tilted upwards from his direction. He realized you could see him upside down so he turned himself upside down.

To you, he was right side up and everything else was upside down, to him you just looked stupid. You both began to laugh, you flung your head up as you grabbed your stomach and Bull flipped back right side up. You both continued to laugh at one another.

You figured earlier you were upset at the mess because you were glad to see him.

'I did miss you, I missed you a lot, Bill'

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