Warnings: needle mention
Word count: 1.2k
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Stan and I were still working things out, but it was getting better. Fewer arguments and all that. Regardless, Stan decided to take the twins on a road trip, bringing along a few of Mabel's friends as well.
I didn't want to go, a strong feeling in my gut about how the trip will end. I'd just rather not be associated with it. "Yeah... not going along," I sigh, watching Stan fail to shove the suitcase into the trailer.
"Eh, suit yourself, kiddo. Have fun all alone," Stan tells me, slamming the door to the trailer shut. I won't be all alone, seeing as Ford is still in the basement.
I wave goodbye, watching them all drive away. I turn on my heel and head inside, seeing my grandfather in the kitchen, sitting by himself and sipping his cup of coffee. "Hello, Victoria. How are you?" he asked me.
"Good, I guess," I huff, pretending I wasn't haunted by a certain triangle. There was an awkward pause as I watched him struggle to find what to say.
He took another sip of coffee, then sighed. "I must cut to the chase, then. Bill Cipher is terrorizing you and we must put a stop to that," he declared. I maintained my composure at the sound of Bill's name.
I nod. "How?" I ask him, wondering what would need to be done in order to get rid of him, realizing I'd do anything.
"Follow me," he stands up, heading into the gift shop where the secret entrance to the basement is. We head into the elevator shaft and he inserts a key into the little panel that controls the floors. "I doubt even Stanley knew about this room," Ford mumbled as we slowly descended.
The doors slide open as soon as we stop and I find myself in slight awe. The place is dark and dusty but an aura of wisdom and intelligence reverberates throughout the old book stacks and piles of paper. "Welcome to my study," Ford gestures, walking with purpose to the other end of the room.
I spy something large and metallic... and slightly suspicious. "What's this?" I ask, pointing to it, hoping for a straightforward answer.
"Ah, that's how we'll get Bill to leave your mind," he states. "Sit there," he motions to what looks like a chair and I listen, feeling the cold metal against my skin as I wait patiently. I watch him put a strange, unfamiliar liquid into a syringe and my eyes widen.
"What's that for?" I ask, feeling quite shaky. I curse myself for my childish fear of needles.
"This is just something to knock you out. I assure you that I will wake you up if something goes wrong," Ford smiles but it didn't really help me feel any better. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. "Hold still," Ford tells me.
I feel a tiny prick in my arm as the needle is being inserted into my arm. Sudden drowsiness overtakes me and I let the tempting lull of sleep pull me under. In a distant, low voice, I managed to hear Ford reassure me, "Don't worry. I've got you."
A peal of familiar laughter rings in my ears as I welcome the darkness.
~~~Ford's POV~~~
He wasn't quite expecting the girl to sit up so abruptly, especially considering he gave her something to put her to sleep. "Victoria?" he put a hand on her shoulder to brace her. Then he realized what was wrong.
Her elongated pupils... the familiar grin. "Bill," Ford stood up, turning away from his granddaughter's possessed body. "Leave her body now," he warned him.
When Bill laughed, it mixed in with Victoria's, creating this remix that caused Ford to hesitate. "Oh, poor Sixer. I just want to talk!" he stood up as well, spinning.
"I have nothing to say to you," Ford growled, unsure of what to do. Bill Cipher has Victoria's face, causing Ford to be conflicted. "Break the deal with Victoria now. She's just a girl... she doesn't deserve this," Ford pleaded.
"Do you know nothing?" Bill huffed, taking a step forward, Ford taking one step back. "Vickie has everything to do with this! She deserves all of the pain I give her!" The anger contorts his face, Victoria's face. Ford desperately wanted to punch him, but would he hurt his granddaughter in the process?
Ford glared, "Hurting her just to get to me is a low blow. Even for you, Bill." Bill rolled his eyes and huffed, slightly annoyed.
"Do you still not get it? That's not why I'm hurting her! Do you remember what I told you? When we were still friends? That your grandchild would be my kid?" Bill reminded him. Fear rippled through Ford's whole body, realizing he doomed Victoria from birth by being careless.
Ford doesn't respond for quite a while, watching Bill stare him down with Victoria's big blue eyes. Her glasses have a small smudge on them in the corner and all Ford wants to do is have her back in her own body. "Bill... leave now," Ford glared.
"Nah, this is FUN! I like messing with you. I think the subject of our shared kin is a bit touchy for you so I'm gonna keep mentioning it," Bill cackled. Ford's fingers twitched slightly as he figured out a way to get rid of him.
Glancing behind him for a brief second, he realized what needed to be done. Grabbing the syringe, he filled it with more of that liquid, facing the demon.
"Wh-what are you doing, Poindexter?" Bill chuckled awkwardly. Before Bill realized what he was going to do, Ford raced toward him, pinning down the weak, human of his granddaughter as he forcefully injected Bill with the liquid, watching the body slowly give in to sleep.
~~~Vickie's POV~~~
Out-of-the-body experiences are a bit freaky. It leaves you feeling not like yourself. Watching Bill talk to Ford through me almost made me go crazy. Is this what Dipper went through a couple of weeks ago when Bill possessed his body?
I watched Ford inject me with that weird liquid. Suddenly, my body was empty, having no soul to occupy it, it was like it was dead. I tried to enter my body, to take control again but something was stopping me.
I heard Ford mumbling to himself as he grabbed another strange and glowy liquid as he injects that into my bloodstream as well. My soul feels stretched out as feeling starts to return to my hands and then I black out.
"Tori?" I heard in the distance. Slowly but surely, I opened my eyes to see my grandfather, concerned and kneeling over to check my vitals.
"Bill," was all I said.
"He's gone now. He said that..." he sighed, not wanting to finish the sentence.
"That I'm his daughter. I know. It wasn't some sort of trick or lie. It's really... true," I glance away, slightly ashamed.
"Tori... It's going to be okay. I was researching ways to keep him out of our minds. Either some kind of barrier around the house or that machine," he points to the metallic chair I was sitting in. "Unfortunately, I don't think it was quite working right now. Besides... I think we both need a break," he stands up, helping me up as well.
I nod, following him upstairs. We both remain eerily silent about the events that happened below. Neither of us is good at conversation. It's not like I want to talk about it, anyway. Besides... I have a strange feeling that Bill is going to leave me alone for a while.
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A/N: finally wrote this chapter. ugh this took me forever for no reason. merry christmas and happy hannuhka
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