She's mine! (Bill Cipher X Reader)

Chapter 23

DIPPERS POV

Look. I never wanted it to be like this. All I've ever wanted was her. She's beautiful, smart, amazing in everyway. She was perfect for me, perfect in every universe. But she chose him, the most evil creature in existence. The son of hell itself. The person who tried to kill everyone multiple times. But he still got away with it. Away with her. Why? Why not me? I pondered. The question was always on my mind.

"You shouldn't keep thinking about her Dip, it's only going to wear down your mind. You've gotta keep it sharp, dip. She's a demon now, she's probably trying to make you think of her." The man said. I nodded.

"You are right, I need to focus." I say, looking at my blueprints. It was genius. A cloning device, thousands of them. All I needed was the cloning copy machine. I needed to figure out why it cloned, take those parts, and figure out how to make them not dissolve in liquids. That was my mission for the man. He had to go find the copy machine but so far we had been unsuccessful. So for now he is helping me building the general structure of the machine. The plan is to take the machine, build the scanner, and have it make a copy. Then, I have that copy stand by the scanner so it can make copies over and over until I have an army. I'll make copies of the man for strength and me for brains. Then, once I have the army, I'll give her one last chance to join me, if she says no, then we attack.

"I'm gonna go out to find the machine. It's been years, but maybe I'll find it." I say. A year or two ago, Stan got rid of the copy machine due to Mabel constantly copying new boyfriends to love her. I don't remember exactly where it went, but I have been having dreams it ended up in an antique shop somewhere in town.

I changed into a hoodie and Jean's, making sure my face was properly covered. I had the man cut my hair to a buzz cut so no one would recognize me. It felt weird. I felt like a new person. Maybe Y/n will like me as a new person. Maybe she just likes new people. New, evil people. I grabbed my wallet that was full of stolen cash and I went out of the bunker into town. It had been a while since I'd been out. The fresh air was nice, I had missed it. No one recognized me, thankfully.

I decided to go eat, I hadn't eaten in a while, not decently at least. I walked into the diner and ducked. It was Y/n and Bill. 'Fuck what are they doing here?' I peaked out and Bill saw me. I gasped. I saw him look at me, he looked disappointed. He sighed and looked back to Y/n, smiled and continued talking. I walked out of the dinner and my world turned grey. I rolled my eyes.

"Why hello, Pinetree. Here to stalk? Or perhaps kidnap. Or no, make a scene and get her to magically fall In love with you and it all be happy ever after?" He asked.

"Why? Are you scared?" I comeback. He laughs.

"Pinetree, no offense, but the only thing threatening about you is how unnaturally annoying you have become. Its threatening to tear the universe in two because it can't hold all of the annoying that resides in your existence." He says. "But seriously, why are you here?" I scoff.

"Like I'd tell you." I mumble.

"Pinetree, you need to come back home to Mabel." He said, I roll my eyes.

"Shes fine, shes got Robbie." I say. He laughs.

"The Robbie who is in college miles away who she barely ever sees?" He asks. "Pinetree, I found her and Sundrop covered in tears and dried puke passed out of the floor from drinking yesterday." A wave of guilt passed over me. "Did you know Sundrops parents disowned her when she went to visit them? Did you know the boys tried to rape her again? Did you know that Stan almost never leaves the coffee table and he just sits there, waiting for you?"

God what am I doing, I can't do this.

"I didn't realize." I stutter. 'No' A voice urged. 'Hes trying to manipulate you.' It said. "No, you are trying to manipulate me." I say, following the voice. "Just like you did to Y/n."

"Dipper, if I wanted to I could teleport you home and destroy your little bunker. You wanna know why I dont?" He asked. I nod. "Because you aren't going to learn unless you make mistakes on your own. Trust me, I learned that the hard way." He says. I could sense a pain being felt within him.

"I'm not stupid, I'm not going to make any mistakes, not like you did." I say. He chuckles.

"Just know you are missed and will be well welcomed at your home if you want to come back." He says, fading away. I snapped back to reality and glanced at the window with Y/n and Bill and he motions me to go. I walk off to the store, thinking about what he said.

'Did he really find Y/n and Mabel passed out on the floor drunk? I suppose Mabel has been drinking more lately, probably taking an example from our parents when they were stressed. I'm not too surprised by thatm but Y/n being disowned? I don't remember the man saying anything about that. He only told me she was going crazy and bill was killing people. Why didn't he mention that? Oh, and poor Grunkle Stan. I didn't realize he would take it so hard.' I opened the door of the antique shop, stomach grumbling, and looked around.

It looked exactly like it did in my dreams. Red walls, dark oak lining, very old fashioned and beautiful. Shelves of old books and clocks lined the walls and a maze of items lined the floor, making a pathway to walk. There were dolls, tables, chairs, shoes, diaries, anything you could want you could find here. But I knew what I wanted and where it was if my dreams served me right. I walked down the stairs to the bottom floor and turned the corner on the right and there it was. The cloning copy machine, once again to be used to steal of the heart of someone belonging to another. My hand grazed over it, power surging through my veins.

"Old copy machine, 30 dollars." The tag read. I shrugged and asked for a roller to put the machine on and gave him an extra 20 for the trouble. I called out to the man to help me get the machine inside. He lifted it with ease into the bunker and set it down. I immediately got to work using info I had got from Ford over the years. I started taking notes on the shape and technology inside, creating a blueprint of the machine. I realized I hadn't eaten.

"Can you go out and get food? I'm starving." I say. He nods and puts on a jacket, walking out of the bunker. I sigh. "Finally alone." I say. Tears threatened my eyes. "God I'm utterly alone."

THE MANS POV

I don't know why I'm working for a 17 year old. I really have lost my marbles. I suppose there is no other way. She wont leave Bill, shes turned to a demon, hell they are living together. She needs someone to get her out. If that means forcing her with Dipper and killing everyone she loves, then so be it.

I'm not crazy.

I'm not controlling.

I'm protecting.