Bill started his work. He was at the counter helping customers and tourists out. He, like any other day, was done with tourists even before they arrived, he was fed up with questions since most questions asked were about his appearance and other things.
After a while Soos appeared, having a task for Bill.
S: Hey dude, the roof is looking nasty, mind going cleaning it up a bit?
B: Anything's better than dealing with tourists.
Bill got himself some cleaning supplies and the ladder then went outside. He placed his ladder on a side of the Shack and climbed on it with his supplies in his hand. He started cleaning the closest part, still having most of the support on the ladder, when suddenly it started wiggling. Bill felt himself falling, but before he could reach the ground he felt something.. someone.. catching him...? He honestly had no idea who to expect it was... but it was completely unexpected. It was Stanford.
They looked at each other a bit, then Bill realized how close they were actually one to another. He felt his face get hot.. hotter than he would like to. He felt his heart rate increase and something he doesn't want to feel.
B: I.. uhm...
F: Are you alright William?
Ford pretty much didn't acknowledge the closeness for some reason, he seemed to care only if Bill was alright at that moment.
B: I.. I- I suppose...
Bill looked away, redder than ever, Ford just noticing how close they were. He could also feel his heart rate increase and his face getting hot. He let go of Bill carefully, rubbing the back of his neck still looking to the side.
F: I- I apologize...
B: N-no.. no it's... it's alright..
They both looked AND were very flustered by the interaction, both looking away, very.. VERY red. Ford didn't know why he was still feeling this way for this chaos bringing demon and Bill contemplating if he still had any feelings.
F: L-look.. I- I didn't mean...
B: Just... just f-.. forget it..
Bill dusted himself a bit, climbing on the ladder again, this time placing it more stable before climbing on it. He started cleaning the roof again as Stanford left. Bill was deep in thought, why did Ford catch him? Why does he act this way? Why does he actually like when Ford calls him by his actual name? He tried to ignore all of these thoughts and unwanted feelings, he just couldn't. He tried to focus more on his task, after all, he can't do a bad job and be sent back to deal with customers and tourists, right? He continued to do his work despite all of the things he was currently feeling.
At the entry of the Shack, Mabel was silently peeking with a curious and suspicion-filled expression. She saw the whole interaction, the way Ford and Bill were talking with each other, how Ford caught him and how they acted after. Mabel was so gonna interrogate one of them later.
(Sorry I was late with this chapter 🙏🏻 I had highschool work to do and everything, but I'm alright)
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Handyman Bill // A new (?) start
General Fiction(I'll start off with the fact that English isn't my first language, sorry if my grammar ain't that good or if the chapters are really short) Art not mine!! I kinda suck at writing so like, y'all gotta deal with me 🙏🏻 This also contains Billford...
