New Start

Bill's POV(All)

"But Pine Tree, I get so lonely in the Mindscape! And my 'friends' in the Nightmare Realm are so low in value to me. We have almost nothing in common!...besides global war and destruction."
"I'm not, and never will, hand over the rift." His eyes were narrowed into tiny irises while he held his arms crossed.
"If I promise to not harm a single hair on you or anyone else, then will you give it to me?"
"Knowing that's coming from you, it's a lie."
"I had to try." I shrugged my shoulders before lowering my equilateral body towards him,
"If you don't get that rift in my hands by sunset, I'll have no choice but to take ac-"
He cut me off before I could finish,
"I'm not going through with that threat! I'd rather be the only one harmed, rather than be the cause of millions of lives!"
"It was your desicion~" I smirked inwardly as my hat tilted slightly over my face as I raised my right hand to snap.
"W-what are you doing?" I could hear stuttering within his vocal chords.
"I thought you would know by now, but then again, you wouldn't have been able to guess the ideal punishment in mind."
His thoughts were bouncing around, pounding against his ear drums.
"You're going to worry yourself to death. It won't hurt. Even if it does, you won't remember." I let my fingers rub roughly against each other, sounding the paused snap.
"You were always going to be the one to give me My rift. One way or another, so why not have some fun?~" My one good eye was focused on the now unconscious Dipper...Shrinking Dipper. His clothes soon became too big to bare, forcing his body to flail, trying to knock it off. His hat was the first thing to fall off when he first collasped, his symbolic pine tree still blue as the sky.
"Eh...I could still keep it for later...or just the tree." I picked it up anyway, because either way it still had some value. As I did, I could hear muffled mutters under his old red t-shirt, a lump moving around ever so slightly.
"Is someone scared?~" I teased, although I knew my words had no meaning to him. I stretched my arm, grabbing one of his ankles, pulling him out to hang upside down before using my other arm to cradle the sniffling, naked Pine Tree I'd always known.
"Not so against me now, huh?" I blurted soon as he pressed his cold body against mine, trying to hide from view. Vibration of whimpering and humming shook my body.
"What's the matter? Don't you know you're safe with me?" I gently brushed his silky, curly, brown hair.
If this is going to work...I need to do one last thing...
My hand moved to his right eye, making the baby flinch.
"Hold still." I adjusted his body weight in my left arm, freeing my right. I used it to pry his dark, brownie colored eye open, taking caution that he wouldn't close it. I felt his body squirming, but I just held tighter, barely squeezing him. My eye began to glow a green color, the light beaming onto Dipper's opened eye. I felt him struggle as half of his humanity was pulled out in a mist like substance, going into mine. His body was going limp, notifying me I had to act fast if I wanted him to live. I quickly reversed the cycle, applying half of my demonality into him rapidly after, making his eye turn a lighter brown each second, then light blue, until almost absolutely nothing was left in his eye, except for a clear pupil with a gray iris. He was beginning to cry as my body began aching. I could see my black hands growing, becoming more human like with a more tanish color. I could hear Dipper's crying becoming louder as my body continued to change.
So I was happy when the process stopped so I could take care of Dipper. I tried bouncing him up and down in my new thick arms, laced with golden brims on my fancy coat. I felt something in my pocket, but ignored it for now. His crying was beginning to become unbareble..
"Can't little kids ever shut up?" I hissed quietly through gritted teeth, summoning a lower facial mask, giving up on the task. Soon as I fastened it on his mouth, the Mindscape became dead silent.
"Much better..." I slowly smiled,
"You better keep that on until you learn how to keep that mouth of yours shut." I warned, wishing he could understand me.
Mindscape... I remembered as I got the chance to examine my surroundings.
"Oh..right..." I muttered, breath hitting Dipper. He squinted his eyes, both blind and sight.
"Hehe." I blew acoholic air on him once more to get another reaction.
All he did was sneeze.
How cute~
"Okay, enough games. We got to get back to your reality to make sure this is permentant." I grabbed his shirt in paranoia to wrap him up, minus his fragile head. I could tell he was cooing, even though I couldn't hear him; his only useful eye, looking at me, widened.
"Let's hurry. Don't want to get caught by Sixer, do we?~" I immediately teleported us with my new human body, able to go to reality. The baby mindscape version of Dipper, the soul core, was still in my arms, but I saw his elder meatsack on his bed, without a sign of life. I carefully walked across the dark lighted room, trying to not make a floorboard creak. I dropped to the ground on my back, careful not to harm Dipper, when I heard Shooting Star begin to stir.
I let out a sigh of relief when she went silent, muttering something about Smile Dip.
Whatever that is..
I sat up, scooting the few feet left to be at his bedside.
"Come here." I lifted his body weight up, placing my hands under his armpits, shaking him to make his shirt fall off before standing up.
"Time to make sure reality changes." Placing his soul into his chest, I quickly closed my two eyes as a flash of bright light consumed his body before fading away, revealing the child created in the Mindscape.
"How can such a tiny baby be so loud?"
Right when I thought things were going my way, the annoying noise started playing. A song I like to call, 'Childhood Depression.'
I covered his mouth, not wanting to waste more magic in reality. I cradled Dipper back into my arms, picking the spare shirt back up for later.
I sighed as I trotted over to Shooting Star, grinning.
"Who needs a symbol anyway?~" I smirked as I summoned his old hat and layed it on top of her dazed face.
"Now we can leave this run-downed place. Forever." His eyes were so soft yet cold in the gray warning sign.
"I think you'll love your new life. But a good question is...Where will we go?" My eyes darted over to the window in the form of myself, trying to figure out where we could stay. It would have to be a little ways out of sight, but not too far from town. So far I could only see the edge of town down the dirt path.
I need a better view.
I used my demon powers to teleport us again to the nightbidden town. As far as I could see, there really wasn't an abandoned place to call home.
Even if I did decide to just live in town and not move the building, it would be taking a risk. Not to mention that the dumb people might have a bad influence on my 'created' son. Or someone might see us using magic in the later years. Oorr the people may just kill me by bothering me with their friendly, country presence.
"Mmhm.." My delicate cloth on my dress clothes was being pulled by Dipper who was trying to communicate.
"What is it?" I tugged his hand away, but my pointer finger was kept by his tiny hands,
"What?" He sucked on my finger, trying to bite it, only gnawing,
"Stop that." I pulled my finger away, wiping the saliva off on my pants. His eyes began to blur as he whimpered with his hands raised,
"What?" I said silently, not wanting to upset him,
"I'm not going to let you suck on my finger." His whimpering only got louder. I was about to tell him to cut it out, but was caught in the light of a lantern, freezing me in my tracks.
"I didn't know anyone would be up this late."
Oh no. It's Stanford!
"Speaking of, I don't think I've seen you before either in town." His footsteps neared his nephew and I.
"Uh, yeah. I'm just a visitor..." I turned around, trying to hold Dipper's hands down.
"Visiting this late?" He was now in front of me, studying us.
"Well I hadn't really planned on it.. Our car broke down a few miles south of here."
"I could get someone to tow it in the morning. Why don't you come with me? You and your son," I chuckled nervously as I tossed his shirt over his visibly nude body, "could stay at my place until then. Do you have any other family? Wife?"
"No. Just me and my son." I played along.
"Follow me then. I'm sure my brother won't mind. If he does, it's my house anyway." I hesitantly agreed.
"Oh, I'm sure he'll enjoy my company. I'm very social, you know.~"
What happens when morning comes?! Dipper isn't there! The car situation I can handle, but not Pine Tree's!
"It's just up ahead." He pointed down the dirt path from which the building we just came.
What am I going to do? I could just keep my cool but....the birthmark....
"Oh, is that the shack I've heard talk about?"
His words were mumbled,
"Probably.."
"What was that?" I hid the teaseful tone in my voice.
His head twisted around,
"Oh..nothing."
"Okay." I had known what he said anyway. My little Pine Tree started pulling at my hand again,
"Stop it Di-...uh...stop it." I saw Ford's head perk up a centimeter before continuing to walk at his normal pace.
That was too close! I need another name. Name. Name....Brown hair boys?? Ben, Quintin, Spencer, Jason, Darin, Aaron?..Aaron.
I like it. Aaron~
'Aaron' was still messing with my hand, finally grasping two of my fingers.
"What is it? What do you want, Aaron?" His bottom lip quivered in the dimly lighted woods. The clanking of the lantern stopped, followed by the crunching of the earth and its leaves,
"Is your son hungry? I bet in the morning one store in town will have baby food."
Is that what it is? Signs of hunger?
"Thank you, I'll remember that." I tucked in the shirt between my jacket and Aaron, covering him up. I speed past my old puppet, holding Aaron's head, not allowing the strange birthmark to show. I heard the old human rapidly start to walk again.
"...so why were you up this late in town?" I asked curiously as I marched up the steps of the Mystery Shack.
I snickered silently as Sixer froze up,
"You wouldn't believe me, so I won't try." He pushed past me, walking through the door.
"Far enough." You never want to get on the guy who offers his hospitality's nerves.~ Even if it's a sworn enemy...you don't want them to know that.