Mentions of throwing up.
........ means coughing
-TDM
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I'm sitting on my bed, reading through a book like I always do, waiting for the kids and the two adults to finish doing whatever. It had been several hours since they had gone out doing what they needed to do. So I forced myself to get up, my legs numb from laying there for too long. I sighed, as I sauntered downstairs, wanting to make myself F/D. I grabbed the necessities and made it. I picked it up, and as I was about to take a sip, the world went grey. I was confused. I shook my head, taking the needed sip of my drink, when all of a sudden Bill Cipher as floating in front of me. The bright light caused me to squint my eyes.
"We meet again Y/N." Bill says, his arms and legs finally showing. I placed my drink behind me, my arms fell to my sides, my mind had several hundred reasons on what he wanted, and why he wanted to make a deal with me.
"What do you want?" I asked in harsh tone, thankfully no-one was in the house, I looked away from him, the bright light still affecting my eyes.
"Ever since Weirdmaggedon, and since the return of Stanley and Stanford coming back on their trip. You have been ignored." I pondered, raising an eyebrow. He had a fair point. I looked at the ground, thinking. I didn't know how to reply. "Look Y/N. I can give you anything you want. I can even make Stanford fall in love with you again." My mind went mad once he said again. What did he mean again. I'm his partner? I shook my head.
"But-I'm his-."
"Shhh. Think about it Y/N. He didn't pay attention to you, he was mostly with Dipper, in the basement, or working on destroying the portal. He never had a single thought of you." A laugh came from him, it was harsh, but in a mocking manner. He stuck out his hand. "So what do ya say Y/N." I debated whether I should make a deal with him. I sighed, shaking my head. I was about to say no, but he kept insisting. I stuck what my hand, he clasped mine tightly. I looked him in his eye, as he lifted my hand up, shaking it. I felt myself disconnect from my body. My soul being left, lifted up as if it was being sucked out. "Thanks a lot N/N!" He cackled, taking a sip of the drink.
"WAIT BILL I-."
"Save it Y/N." My smile once pure, now evil. As if he wanted revenge. I sighed, shaking my head. "There is nothing you can do. You're in the dream dimension. You're basically a ghost." The words dream dimension hit me. Once Stanford was asleep, I could enter into his brain, and tell him. He finished my drink and chucked the glass in the sink. It was a wonder it didn't break. He stomped upstairs to my room, picking up the book and reading it. When I heard Stan and Ford come into the house, with the kids. I was going to say hello but then I remembered.
"Right." I muttered to myself, sighing once more. Ford looked sort of confused, looking at Stan.
"Maybe she feels unwell?" Stan shrugged, looking at Ford. Ford nodded.
"Where is Y/N." Mabel said, looking at Dipper and the two men. They all shrugged. I smiled, it felt nice to be appreciated. I heard something, so I turned my head. I saw myself struggling to get down the stairs. But then again it had been a year since Bill had inherited Dipper's form, so he did have to learn have to use them again. "N/N!" Mabel crashed into Bill thinking it was me. He was wearing my sunglasses, so it covered up his eyes. He patted her back, giving her a short hug. Some same with Dipper.
"Hey guys!" The false tone in his voice made me cringe slightly. He looked at me, and I shrugged, shaking my head with disgust and disappointment. I also felt guilty, what if he did something to hurt them. Stanford looked at Stanley, the both raised a brow, as I floated watching what as Ford stepped forward.
"Y/N it's not even sunny. Why are you wearing your sunglasses." I looked outside, he was right. Bill shrugged.
"Thought it would be a good asset." I crinkled my nose, that is something I would never say. Well at least when it came to my sunglasses. He wrapped my arms around my figure, thinking it was me. I sighed. Bill hugged him back. He took my glasses off slightly, an evil smile arising on my face. "See what I mean." He said, as I floated towards him. His evil yellow eyes widened, with pure entertainment. I had to do something, and it had to be quick. Ford gave me a kiss on the cheek. I could tell Bill felt weird.
