Tale of The Cipher Twins

Chapter 5

It had been weeks since I, for some damn reason, assisted bill in getting his picture. I still didn't know why. I rolled up my sleeves to look at tattoos that Bill gave me, or at least I think it was him, during Weirdmagetan. Just his wheel with a few triangles below and pattern under the smaller ones.

I just looked at them.

I hated these things, I don't enjoy them at all, I had plans for tattoo at one point but those where now out the fucking window. I looked to Mable. "Pst! Mable. You awake."

She groans and rubs her eyes, her long brown hair all messed up and all over the place. She quietly and softly replied, "What is it bro?"

"Get the bags ready. I need to visit a place."

She got up and grabbed the pack, she gave me mine. "They've been packed. Take Grunkle Ford. I'm tired."

"He's dead asleep, come on Mable, we're the Mystery Twins remember?" She smiled and nodded in agreement with me.

***

Just as we were walking up to the house that Bill once called home, I noticed something, there was a light coming from the window of the room we found the photo in. Immediately, we walked into the home and up the grad stair case, down the hall and into the room. There he was, Bill, just starting at the wardrobe.

"D-dip? What is it?" She didn't see him.

"Bill!" He looked to me. "Make yourself visible to Mable." I told him.

He did, he was quite with his words, "Why... WHY ARE YOU HERE!?" He screamed, blue fire shot our way I went to block my face with my arms but, amazingly, it didn't burn, it was warm yes but, more like a heated stove in the kitchen in winter for warmth.

His eye widened. "Y-you were supposed to dodge that!" He started to panic. Like he knew it wasn't going to hurt us.

"Wait what?" He threw more. Again didn't hurt. Just really warm.

"S-stop it!" He screamed, he stepped back and feel on the floor, as if he was breaking down. Mable walked over to him and kneeled down in front of him. He wasn't himself, he was in fetal position on the floor. "Mable! What are you-"

"Bill..." She was soft and he looked up, he made himself visible to her unknowingly. "You're not being the normal demon we know. I know our history isn't the best but-"

That was all he needed to hear before throwing himself on her and balling like a little kid. "S-Shooting Star... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" He kept repeating. She rubbed his back, she looked back down to see, he was just a little kid again.

The wasn't the Bill we knew. It was a scared little kid reliving his mistakes. He was not himself and I still couldn't understand why. He just snapped and seemed to be more upset and hurt than evil. But... maybe he was grieving when he brought on Weirdmagetan? No! No he's evil!

***

After sometime, Bill was himself again. Full grown at 5'8, wiping his face. "I apologize that you had to see me like that..."

"Just don't put me in a bubble again." He laughed. He didn't react in a calm way with laughing, just a glare. "H-hey it was a joke."

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"I can be. I do live here, or I did at one point." He said looking to me. "I'm just rolling threw memory lane. You are not welcomed in my home." He was firm.

"Last time I was with you, you wanted to leave as soon as you found that photo."

"You make a good point, but I have my reasons."

"You owe me right?" He jumped at my words. "Pay me back by telling me what happened to you. Why you are the way you are."

"Look here. I do owe you, but something I wanna keep quite for a bit. I'll explain, someday." He held his hands up.

"No! Explain now!" I yelled.

"Dipper. Stop it. This isn't going to make him do anything." Mable stated.

"She is right. Look kid, I'll tell you but now isn't the time for it. Just head on home. Where you BOTH belong." He was just floating there. Not looking at me but in the past ,I think, he seemed off.

We just turned and went home, not knowing what would happen that night.