A Bunch'a Billdip

Stop it(2)

if you haven't read the first one i recommend you do, though this one could stand alone

also, uhm thank you for all of the views

Bill groaned, rolling on his side in the bed, a cough racking his body. Dipper watched on sadly, they'd tried everything but nothing was working, Bill didn't even know what was wrong with himself.

"Shh" Dipper cooed, rubbing soft circles into his back, "it's alright, why not try and go back to the mindscape" he suggested but Bill frantically shook his head. "Why not?"

"worse" Bill whispered and leaned into Dipper's hand.

"Why?"

"Your language cannot explain the type of pain I feel when in there" Bill coughed again, pushing himself up and tried to get up out of the bed.

"Bill lie back down" he tried to grab him but Bill growled and stumbled slightly.

"I wanna..." He tried to walk towards the door. "wanna fix this"

"Bill please, get back in bed and I'll go try and look again"

Bill stared at him, his eye dull before he slowly walked back and fell onto the bed, letting out a pained sob.

"I'm sorry" Dipper kissed him gently and the demon wrapped his arms around him tightly.

"S'not your fault" Bill murmured and kissed him back.

"Bill I've gotta go" Dipper tried to pull away but Bill stopped him.

"I'm trying something" Bill deepened the kiss, rolling them over and straddling him.

"You're going to get me sick" Dipper muttered and pushed at him.

"That's the point" Bill hissed and Dipper groaned. After a couple of moments Bill rolled off, "off you go" he purred and Dipper stared.

"Alright.." He got up and watched him warily before walking away.

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Three days passed, Bill getting worse because no one could get him to let his body rest. It was towards the middle of the day when Dipper started coughing.

"Dipper?" Ford looked at him, Dipper resting his forehead on the table.

"Whaat" the man groaned and looked up, covering his mouth as he coughed.

Surprise flitted across Ford's face, "how's your head"

"It's killing me" Dipper whined and rubbed his temples slowly.

The older man furrowed his brows, flinching as Bill shoved him out of the way, a snarl ripping from the demons throat.

"Bill, calm down" Dipper muttered and Bill stared at him quietly, his eye narrowing.

Bill flipped him off and turned to the cabinets, grabbing supplies for coffee.

Ford was quiet, watching the exchange, thoughts running through his head.

Bill stared at the wall, the mug leaving his hands and shattering against the floor, his face flushed red. Both Dipper and Ford watched him warily.

"Damnit damnitdamnitdamnit!" He slammed his fists down on the counter, cracking it.

"Bill?" Dipper stood up and Bill whipped around, he stalked foreword and slapped Ford with the back of his hand.

"Fucking," he hissed and grabbed Ford's shirt collar and shook him, picking him up off of the ground. "you need to stop with this fucking shit!" He slammed him back against the wall.

"Bill stop"

"No!" Bill shouted and shook Ford harder. "He and his brother need to stop being a pain in the ass" he dropped him and the old man scrambled to get up but Bill put his shoe on Ford's throat, pressing down slowly.

"Bill, I said STOP!" Dipper grabbed Bill's shirt and yanked him back.

"No! I'll kill him," Bill snarled and struggled to hit Ford, his form changing slightly.

"Bill, Bill please you need to calm down" Dipper wrapped his arms around his waist, Bill snapping at Ford, his teeth sharper and his pupil just a pinprick. "Shh, shhh" Dipper cooed, rubbing soft patterns into Bill's sides, "calm down, it's alright" Dipper pressed a kiss to his neck.

Bill let out a heavy breath, clenching his fists and staying still.

"Good" Dipper kissed at his neck more, a soft hiss leaving Bill. "Now tell me what's wrong"

"It was him and Stan!" Bill shouted and Dipper held him tighter. "They're the ones who made me sick, they're the ones who made the mindscape a living hell for me!" He snarled angrily and Dipper stared at Bill before looking at Ford.

"Is this true" Dipper stared at Ford and the old man shook his head.

"Lies LIES!" Bill jerked foreword but Dipper held him tighter, biting down on Bill's neck. Bill's breathing sped up but he stayed still, "STOP LYING TO HIM"

"Fine! Fine! Yes it was me and Stan" Ford muttered and glared at Bill, a sick smile pulling at the demon's lips.

"Seee, seeeee" Bill made a delighted laugh, Dipper staring at Ford in shock. "I knew it, I knew it" Bill's laugh got louder and Dipper dug his canines in, drawing blood, sending the demon to his knees.

"Shut up" Dipper muttered and dug his fingers in his hair.

"How could you" Dipper whispered, pulling at Bill's hair lightly. "After I already told you to leave us alone"

"Did you not just see how he acted?!" Ford shouted.

"Did you not just see how I got him to stop!" Dipper yelled back, "if you keep doing this to us, I swear" Dipper pulled Bill's hair tighter, the demon gasping and letting out a moan that changed into a harsh cough.

"You swear what? Dipper we're your family!"

"He's my family too!" Dipper snapped.

Let me kill him, let me kill him, please Dipper, please. Bill stared up at him but Dipper shook his head.

"Just...Fix it"

Bill looked at Ford, If it isn't fixed in three hours I'll let you see what it looks like when my hands are deep inside of Stanly's torso, playing with his organs and then it'll be your turn! Bill smiled cheerily.

"Ok, Ok" Ford stammered and backed away before darting off.

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About forty five minutes later Bill could finally rest his body.

maybe i'll make a bad ending oooooh

you can tell i got lazy at the end