Bill had been wandering around the woods for about 6 days now, with occasional storms. He didn't worry too much, because he found some clothes from the people who forgot their stuff at their camps they left, and made himself a stick-fort next to a berry bush that he didn't know was poisonous or not. But he's still alive, so they're fine.
Well, until he ran out of berries about 2 days ago... They were kind of small.Bill was walking around, looking for something- anything- to eat, until he came across a small lake. He was very tired, dragging himself along to try to get to it, before falling over himself. He was close to his breaking point.
He only blinked a couple times, but passed out right there.
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Ford and Dipper had invited Stan and Mabel on a 'monster hunt' in the woods about 12 minutes ago.
"Oooh! What if we find some hot creatures? That'd be so cool!" Mabel squealed.
"Mabel, one thing I know about creatures, they're ugly. One way or another," Ford broke her spirits a bit. "Didn't have to say it like that," she had a point."Oh. Up close is the deer lake. I found it once circled by deer. It was pretty cool," Ford said, looking at his home-made map.
Mabel was- of course- in the lead.Once they got to the deer lake, all the deer hopped away, except for one who kept sniffing something on the ground.
"Great Uncle Ford, what's that one doing..?" Dipper asked, kind of hesitant to go anywhere near it. "Unsure.." "I'll go look at it!" Mabel said, and skipped to what it was.
Once she go close, the deer noticed her, and ran off as well."Ooooh! A cute hoodie!" She squealed, and picked it up. But then she noticed something inside it, thin as cardboard. "Hm? What's this?" She wondered, taking it out of the hoodie.
Of course, it was Bill.
Mabel dropped him and ran back to the group, too scared to even scream.
"Mabel, what's wrong?" Dipper asked. "B-B-Bi-Bi-Bill!!" She hid behind Stan.
"What?! B-But we defeated him! How is that even possible?!" Dipper backed up from the lake.Everyone was shock, spooked, etc., but Ford eventually gathered enough courage to go check it out.
He bent down, flipping Bill over to show his "face"... He didn't look too great... He had a dark, almost black, rim on his bottom eyelid, looked kind of bruised and flimsy, and most definitely seemed to be waking up.Bill opened his eye, tiredly looking up at Ford. Until Bill grabbed his hand and started nibbling on it, but still kind of too weak to even bite through the skin.
Bill eventually gave up on that, and looked towards the lake, eye widened.
He tried his best to make his way over to it, but Ford picked him up.
Bill complained and whined and tried to get free of Ford's grip, eventually breaking down and crying."Come one. We're going back to the Shack," Ford said, walking past them, making sure he was being gentle for the obviously broken Bill he was holding.
"No way in hell are you gonna have that thing under our roof!" Stan yelled to the speed-walking Ford that already walked past.
"Sorry, Great Uncle Ford, but Grunkle Stan has a point, here... He literally tried to kill us and take over the world, remember?" Dipper agreed with Stan.Mabel, on the other hand, thought differently. "You guys are so mean! That was, like, 2 1/2 years ago! Just let it go!" Mabel walked with Ford.
"Great.." Stan and Dipper said in sync.-
Ford and Mabel walked in through the front door, headed to the dining room, seating Bill in a chair, then started rummaging through the fridge, pulling out some yogurt, opening it, and passing it to Bill.
Bill looked down at the light-pink yogurt, somehow able to smell it. He immediately grabbed the plastic spoon and ate it slowly, fighting the urge to just eat it all at once.
Stan and Dipper then walked through the door, and noticed the setting.
"Ugh, of course.." Stan said, obviously annoyed.
"What?" "You're catering to him? Seriously?!" Stan was pretty pissed. "Didn't you even see how broken he looked, Stanley?!" A fight was soon gonna unravel. "Would you want to be left dying in the woods with no help?!" Ford had a point, like always."Oh, just shut up, already.." Bill mumbled.
"What was that?!" Stan was now mad at them both."You both are always arguing and fighting... Just stop it. It get's really annoying."
"Bill has a point, there.." Dipper agreed.Bill tiredly continued to eat his food, with awkward silence.
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A Lost Soul (BillFord)
FanfictionWelp. Bill's back, per usual. Except, he's completely powerless, weak, and vulnerable. TW: Cussing, fluffy fluff fluff, drugs (smile dip and alcohol!!), SELF-HARM!!