The Paranormal (Bill Cipher x OC)

Red like Roses

I like the title I chose~ Warning : Swearing. If you haven't caught up with the show then Spoliers but it's your fault.
~~~~~~~~ Dipper's P.O.V. (Wow, Dipper's view)

I walk into the house, Mabel nagging in one ear and Grunkle Stan walking to grab something in another room. "Mabel, I am going to use the bathroom," I say scurrying towards the bathroom. I twist the nob only to have it stick. Grunkle Stan said the key was on top of the fridge. I pull a stool up to the fridge and see the silver object. I put the stool back and walk towards the bathroom again. I stick the key in and turn the knob. I let out a (MANLY) shriek.

Stan peered around the corner, "What is it, Kid?"

I point towards the door. Inside was Aaron and Karoline in an embrace. I would have close the door but I saw blood leaking from the bandages around my Aunt? Cousin? Relative? The last one. Her wrists were bleeding. Stan walked into the bathroom. He placed his pointer and middle finger against Karoline's neck. "What are you doing?" I ask with baited breath.

"Well, she's alive," Stan says walking out of the bathroom, "They'll wake up soon. In the mean time use the upstairs bathroom."

I back away. I watch as Aaron, "Wait, if the door was locked how did he get in?" I stand up, I brush off my legs. I lean over Aaron and look at his grip on Karoline.

I let out a sigh,"Probably over thinking it." I walk towards the stairs, heading towards the bathroom.

~~~~~~~~~Stan's P.O.V.

"How did he get a body?" I thought pacing back and forth in my brother's lab. "Bill what is you goal this time? Destroy more of my family issues? I can't allow this equilateral dick to do anything to my family." I walk upstairs.

~~~~~~~ Bill's P.O.V.

I woke up and let out a sneeze. "Oh? Who is talking about me?" I look at the unconscious body in my grasp. I move the lock of hair from her face. "Why? Hmm? Oh, yeah. You're unconscious," I let out a sigh and hold her body in a more comfortable position to carry her. I open her bedroom door with my mind. I lay her gently on the bed. I shake my head rapidly. "No, Stop caring for a human. She is some one related to Pine tree and Old six fingers," I slap my face. 'Ok time to enter her mind.' I place my gloved hand on her right eye. "Entrer dans l'esprit de cet enfant." I say placing my other hand on my left eye.
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I open my eye and see her crawled into a corner murmuring something. I float over to her and start repeatedly taping her head. She lets out a sniffle once I got to 20 taps. She tilt her head up and looks at me. "Hey! What was that about!?" I say, or scream. I have a loud voice.

"Oh? That's been happening since I started high school and roaming around town," her voice was weak and faded.

"Why!"

She flinches, 'See loud voice!', "Well, I was bullied because of my eyes."

I look into her tear filled eyes. "What about them?!"

She lets out a strained laugh, "They're abnormal, dummy."

"Hey! I am not dumb! They're dumb for insulting your eyes!" I say with crossed arms.

"Hey remember when I called you feet cute?" I hear her say. I look down to my tiny black feet.

"Let's say I do!" I answer.

She lets out another giggle, "I said they were because they are. Look at how tiny and cute they are."

I look at my feet again, "I don't get it?"

A giggle makes me look at her again. "They just are, Okay." I see her face flush red. "Hey, Bill."

I start tapping her head again. "What!"

She smiles then frowns, "Tomorrow at a school, they have a dance. It's a Summer Thanks thing and you seem to like being the center of attention so. . . " She trails off.

"You want me to come with you?" I ask, patting her head and zoning out.

"S-sure?" she says in a questionly.

I start giggling, "Did you ever think you would ask a triangular demon to a dance?"

Her face flushes red, "No. . . Who would ever think they would?"

Karoline lets out a sneeze. "Ha! Someone's talking about you!"

She burries her face in her sleeves. I pet her head. Her muffled talking was extremely adorable, "I think that you have something else to do right?"

"Uh. . . No?" I say, "You have some waking up and explaining to do tho."

"Huh?" she asks looking up at me, "Why?"

"Your family is home," I respond twirling my cane.

Her yellow eyes glistens. "I understand," she pauses, "SO will you come with me to the dance."

I smirk in my head, "I'll think about it."