Ford's Daughter? (Discontinued)

Billford

(Ford's P.O.V.)

I was down in the basement, my mind still on Stella. I try to change the image of her in my mind, but all I can do is let the flashbacks of her play in my head as I work on my journals. I check on the rift periodically to make sure it's still in place.
"Dad?" I hear Ryan enter the basement.
"I thought I told you to stay upstairs." I mutter, not turning around.
"I know, but I'm worried about you."
"I just don't want to show my face to your sister. She's probably still mad at me." I said.
"She said she sort of forgives you." I felt a hand on my shoulder. I look over to see my son. He reminds me of Stella. I run a hand through my hair, trying to forget about her. (A/n: in all honesty, who could forget her?)
"I'm sorry about mom by the way." He apologizes.
"You didn't do anything to cause this, Ryan."
"But she traded her soul for me! It's obviously my fault-"
"Ryan, please. Just, go upstairs." I order. I hear him mumble a "okay dad" before going upstairs. I sigh, resting my head on my arms.
"And I thought that you would be more nicer with your children." My head shot up and by my side was Bill. I saw that he had Tiffany's necklace in his hand.
"How did you get that?" I interrogate.
"I got it from Writer. I just want to hold her and touch her. So, I decide to get rid of it." Bill held it up above his head.
"You can't destroy it without a physical form, Bill." I remind him.
"Oh, I know. That's why I came to you," Bill leaned forward. (A/n: NOT THAT KIND OF BILLFORD OKAY?! Okay.)
"What do you mean?" I ask, leaning back.
"I want to use your body to destroy this trinket."
My eyes widened. "No way! Never in a million years will I let you take over my body again!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, but I won't have to! Remember our deal years ago?" He recalled. My hands clenched into fists.
"You tricked me-"
"Yeah, yeah. I tricked you and you implanted a metal plate in your head." Bill said. I was surprised he knew that. "So, how about it? I'll leave you and your children alone." Bill held a hand out. Even though it was a good deal, I don't want to be tricked anymore.
But, then again, Bill will leave Tiffany and Ryan alone for some time. "Alright, just leave my kids alone for awhile," I shook his hand, the normal blue flames on both of our hands.

(Ryan's P.O.V.)

I was talking with Mabel in the living room about random things. She was actually cool in a weird and crazy way. She wore sweaters in the summer, has a pig named Waddles, and has a crush on every guy de meets. Hopefully not me either.
"It's weird, you and Tiff are so different," Mabel said.
"Well, we are fraternal twins."
"No, I mean in personality. Tiffany's usually short tempered and smart like Dip-Stick while you're more loose, like me!" She exclaimed.
I chuckled a little, rubbing the back of my neck. "I guess you could say that,"
We heard the door open and saw Tiffany come home with slightly messy hair, light dark bags under her eyes, and a tired expression on her face. She leaned against the door, closing her eyes and taking her bun out of place.
"Whoa, what happened to you?" I asked her, standing up and helping her to a chair.
"Work..stress..near car accident.." She yawned.
"Wait, you almost got into an accident?" Mabel questioned, her eyes widening.
"Yeah, my friend was taking me home from work and some drunk idiot almost hit us. Amanda and I hit a pole and it gave me a pretty bad whiplash." She explained, holding her head. "We went to the hospital and they made sure nothing else was damaged." She added.
"I'll go get some ice, be right back!" Mabel skipped to the kitchen.
Dad came into the room with his head down and something behind his back.
"Hey dad," me and Tiff greeted.
He picked his head up and he had a wicked smile and lines for pupils. "Hello, Writer and Fantasy."
"Bill? What're you doing in our dad's body?" I question.
"Sixer made a deal with me to destroy this," he held up a necklace with some kind of zodiac wheel and Bill in the middle of it.
"What?! But that's mine!" Tiffany shouted.
"Well, you might as well watch it get destroyed!" Bill threw it on the ground and smashed it with dad's boot. We can hear the sound of crushing and some pieces being shattered.
"No!" Tiff cried out, standing up.
He lifted his boot and the necklace has been shattered to pieces with only some kind of crystal or gem still in good condition. Tiffany ran towards the pieces and grabbed the strange mineral.
"Think you can still prevent me from reading or entering your mind? You won't be able to keep that crystal forever, Writer." Bill stepped towards her. I got in front of my sister, considering that we're both the same height.
"Don't even touch her, you demon." I threaten.
"Oh, I'm so scared." He mocked, laughing. "You think you can stop me, boy? Ha! I'd like to see you try!" He laughed.
"Ryan, just don't." Tiffany told me.
"Well, whatever. Until next time, Pines." Suddenly, dad falls on the ground, unconscious.
"Dad?!"