"My name?" He questioned. Thinking for a moment and then shrugging he answered "I don't remember."
'He didn't recall his name either. Looks like he has a case of amnesia. Maybe it was from the smack to the head...but that wasn't that hard of a hit...'
Obviously done with trying to be interested with food he set it said and and tried to stand on his legs.
"Hey!!"I said, my reflexes making me ready to bolt out of my seat and catch him. He wasn't in the best condition and another fall wouldn't do any better. "I'm fine" he said laughing and smacked my hand away. But his legs didn't last for long, they wobbled and gave way, making him plop back down onto his spot on the couch.
Feeling tired from his adventure of standing up he decided to go back to sleep and had not trouble with doing so. After some time watching over him I figured that I too should go to bed. I turned out the lights and went to my room.
I woke up around five o'clock in the morning but he woke up around noon. Guess he wasn't much of a morning person.
"Hello" he said smirking, scaring me half to death and spilling my tea. I slid the journal under my arm, out of sight. "Get enough sleep?" I joked. "Haha very funny" he smirked, peering over my shoulder "What do yah have there?"
"Nothing" I said with a flat tone. "Awe the man is scawred that I'm gonna read his diawy and tell his cwush that he likes them?" He joked, leaning against against the bookshelf next to me. "What?! No!! And it's not a diary it's a journal!"
"Then let me see it" he laughed. "Haven't you heard of privacy?" I spat, looking up at him from my desk. "Oh come on just let me see it...uh" he stopped for a second, "Hey You know I never got your name" he said sticking his bandaged hand out. "Ford" I said. "Ford Pines" I took his hand and shook it with a tighter grip than I should have judging by the pain stricken look on his face.
"WOAH" he said in shock once I let go of his hand. "YOU HAVE SIX FINGERS!?" he said smiling and grabbing my hand again. He messed with my extra finger in amazement "That's really cool!"
'This guy...he's...not making fun of me... everyone always made fun of me. And he thinks it's...'cool'? I wasn't sure how react to this, I haven't been
around many people lately. Or in a matter of fact for a year. And when I was around people I was always made fun of. So this was...new to me...'
"Your weird. I like you Ford Pines" he laughed, walking to the door. "But I'll get that crush diary eventually Pines." he smiled and then left the room.
Leaving me there in shock, his words repeated in my mind like a record that was stuck on repeat. "Your weird, I like you."
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The Demon In Disguise《BillFord》
FanfictionAfter Bill tricked Ford a year ago into building a portal to his dimension, the scientist had nothing left to do. All of his life's work went to waist, that is until he found a strange man in the middle of the woods. His blond hair and gold and grey...
