𝐴𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒.▲

³ˑ⁾𝓣𝓱𝒆 𝓓𝒆𝓶𝓸𝓷.

A/n: OK so this took a little longer to do because I kept procrastinating/putting it off + I had no idea what this 😭
We get to finally have an actual story going on now!! Yayy!!! ENJOYY!!

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Groaning, the demon slowly opened his newly developed deluxe human eyes! Okay, maybe they weren't so deluxe. It doesn't matter anyway. Bill took it upon himself to look around at his surroundings.

He was currently on a bed, a bunk bed, the lowest bunk from what he can tell from the view he had. Looking to his left he saw a wall. Interesting. Looking to his right he's able to see the rest of the room.

Judging by the angle he noticed that the bunk bed he was on was in the corner of the room. A nightstand by its side. A mug sitting on it. With a note. The demon sits up.

Grabbing the note, it read 'Thought you might be thirsty - S'. The sucker. Bill scoffed, what a pathetic meatsack. Thinking the almighty Bill Cipher needed a drink. Psh! No way!

So then.

Why was he feeling this warm feeling in his chest? Bill heaved and furrowed his brows. Stupid human emotions.

Placing the note back down and looking around once more, he notices a forest green recliner paired with a small couch next to it, in front of the furniture was a coffee table and a television, on the same side as the beds but in the opposite corner.

On the other side of the room was a small wooden desk with a wheel-y chair, tons of papers and books scattered all across the desk. Sixer's obviously.

On the same side, the opposite corner held a small bookshelf, and complementing the room was a nice (Not at all nice) shaggy green rug. It was oddly..Homey.

Everything in the room felt like it fit the two men who lived on the boat. Pictures and other decorations littered the walls. Showing adventures to family back at GravityFalls.

Bill stares for a moment. Wondering why he was brought back here. Why was he back if he had caused so much chaos and trouble. No one wanted him there. He was just trouble no matter where he went. He couldn't even have a peaceful life back in his original dimension.

He was starting to spiral until, "You awake finally?" a voice came. Bill turns his head up to see that Stanley was standing in the kitchen doorway. Bill responds by narrowing his eyes and glaring at the brawny man.

The bigger man chuckles and walks over to the blonde. Bill's eyes widen and he scoots back on the bed, causing Stan to give him a curious look "What? I'm not gonna hurt ya or anythin', kid.'' he gave a stern look.

The demon looks him up and down and then decides that he's harmless for now. "'M not a kid." Bill mumbles, furrowing his eyebrows and taking it upon himself to glare at the man sitting in front of him again. Smirking Stanley nods "Sure don' act like it." He says which makes Bill scowl and pull his knees up to his chest, hands loosely holding his ankles.

"Did'ja at least drink the tea I made ya?" The blonde looks down at the red mug for a minute then shakes his head. "Looked cold." He said numbly. Stan sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Yanno- Yer here for a reason. Gotta be. If ya weren't then you wouldn't be here right now." The gray haired man gave Bill a look that reminded him a lot of his father.

Tired but wanting to help.

Yeesh, fez was old, huh. Welp. "PFT! HA! Sure, pal! This is probably some ploy into getting me to confess my sins or some shit!" The demon cracked a grin, trying to keep up the facade while he still could.

Though he knew fez probably already saw straight through him. Damn, meatsack facial expressions gave everything away. "Bill-" But before he could start, the door slammed open and suddenly there stood Stanford Pines, in all his glory.

Bill jumped from the sudden noise looking to the side to see the man who caused the ruckus. "Sixer!! My old pal!!" Bill exclaimed, going to stand up but promptly getting a hand on his chest. "Better not. He'd probably deck ya again."

Stan huffed. Ford gave his twin a scowl before shutting the door and turning to face Bill. "What in the god blazen hell are you doing here, Cipher. And I want the truth." The older twin spoke through gritted teeth.

Bill stayed silent for a good two whole minutes until he barked out a laugh. "HA! Like I know anything on why I'm here. All I know is that I don't wanna be in this damn house on water." The blonde haired demon hissed.

The two resigned to have a staring contest instead. The youngest twin sighs, hanging his head. "Alright." a grunt. "Time for you two to act like civilized people and-"

"Stanley! He tried to kill our family for fucks sake! Why can't you see that?!" Ford yelled, pointing an accusing finger at the obvious problem in the room.

Stan looked at Ford then at Bill. Genuinely thinking about this. Ford exhales deeply and takes to digging his face into his hand.

"'Cause..I think..if I deserve a second chance..then so does he." He replied after a couple minutes. Everything was silent. Ford mumbles under his breath something incoherent. "Shit." "Alright fine but as I've said before. He is your responsibility. If he even tries anything he's going overboard." Ford grumbles.

Walking past Stan to get to the kitchen. "I eye, cap'in!" Stanley says as he fails to pull off a pirate impression, making Bill chuckle.

"First things first.., RULES!" The old man exclaimed excitedly and threw his hands in the air, making jazz hands. The demon groaned, covering his face and falling back onto the bed.

This was going to be hell