handy bill

chapter 1

          "Well that was certainly a warm welcome!" Bill gave a wide smile as his old admirer pushed the gun to his forehead harder before putting it away. The rest of the group seemed to ignore Bill and turn to Melody and Soos behind him.

          "What is he doing here?" One  of the younger twins, Dipper, pointed at Bill like he was an act at a circus.

           "Okay dudes, this might be a lot to take in," Soos cut them off, "But basically he showed up on our doorstep and has to like... live with us for his therapy assignment. You guys don't need to worry about anything he doesn't have any of his freaky powers."

          Bill didn't want to listen to these people talk about him like he wasn't there. He turned around and left to do anything else.

          Stanford was seething. How could Soos and Melody trust Bill that easily? After everything he'd done! Everything they'd been through.

          "You both see how this could be a trick, correct?" Ford knew Bill was up to something and he'd figure it out.

          "That's what I thought," Melody spoke up, "Since everything you all told me I was... skeptical... but if Bill had anything planned he would have done it by now." She explained. Mabel let out a sigh.

          "You're right sweetie. Now how about you two go put out bags in your room," Stanley told Dipper and Mabel who started walking up to attic.

          "Stanley, you can't be-" Ford turned to Stanley who cut him off. 

          "Yeah. dudes! When have I even been wrong?" Soos beamed proudly.

          "Not helping, Soos." Stanley sighed, "You get my point, just don't stress over this too much.

          "I'll try," Ford mumbled, "I'm gonna head up to my room now." Ford began walking away but got stopped by Melody.

          "Oh, about that..." She winced, "We kinda gave that room to Bill." She scratched the back of her head.

          Ford stopped dead in his tracks and whipped around, "You what?!"

          "We were gonna tell you before but them everyone started arguing," Melody started rambling trying to explain her mistake but Ford sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

          "It's fine," He turned back around. "I'll find a solution tomorrow." He grumbled before heading to his room. It was already four in the morning when the group had arrived and Ford was tired,. He didn't know if heh could handle another fight tonight.