Blighted (Bill Cipher x Reader)

somethings wrong with me

Birds chirped

The wind was blowing open the entrance of your tent, blowing bright green leaves into your faces. 

So peaceful, quiet, and calm

The only noise you could hear was the leaves against the breeze, and the water in the riverside running. 

 "WAKE UP!!!" Screams Mabel, kicking open the tent door. 

You sit up and look at Dipper, who was drooling all over his sleeping bag.

 "Hey prince drool-a-lot. Get up." You smile, nudging the snoring brunette. 

He groaned and swatted your hand away, making you sigh. You grabbed the nearest water bottle and positioned it atop of him.

  "Last chance Dipper." You grin. 

He groans in response, making you un-twist the water bottles cap. You inhale and pour the water all over his face, him screeching and sitting up instantly. You watch as he stares at the bottle with a horrified expression, you trying your best to hold in your laugh. 

 "Are you okay?" You chuckle, standing up and holding out a hand.

He looks at it, and then up at you.  

"Why?" Is all he says, a low voice.

You shrug and help him up, walking outside of the tent with him.

"There you two sleepy-heads are!" Mabel grins.

You wave, Dipper laying his forehead on your head, snoring lightly. You giggle and take step a step to the side, Dipper faceplanting into the ground. He jumps up and looks around.

"What happened?" He asked, confused.

You shrug, Mabel laughing.

"Woah, what happened?" Wendy says, looking around the trashed camp.

("your fine ass knocked me down" dipper thought lol jk sorry i had to) (brought to you by AngelieFernandez8 on the fucking bus thaaaaanks)

"Lila." Everyone states, in an emotionless tone.

"Who?" Robbie asks, helping up Tambry.

"Don't ask." Dipper shakes his head.

You gasp and reach into your pocket, pulling out the box containing the bubble you recieved last night.

"Still got it." Mabel nods.

You wave to the gang and walk home, seeing it was only about 10 minutes away.

Your feet crunch against the fallen leaves, the light windy blowing your hair back. You stare down at the various colored leaves, getting lost in the complex deatails and colors.

You feel your feet make impact with a hard object, and it sends you tumbling down into the huge pile of leaves. You get up and cough, peices of broken leaves and mosses covering your head.

"Having trouble pumkin?"

You look up and see a grinning Bill, watching you as if you were a kids comedy show.

"No, i'm doing just fine, thank you." You hiss, standing up and wiping the objects off your waist.

"What are you doing here anyway?" You ask, picking up your bag and slinging it over your shoulder.

Bill shrugs slightly and gets closer to you. You huff, some leaves flying off your bangs in the process.

"So how was camping?" He asks, floating in front of you.