Star vs The Forces of Gravity Falls (SVTFOE AND GF CROSSOVER)

Chapter 28: The Return of Bill Cipher

Ford's POV

I sat at the very bottom of the basement hard at work at investigating who hurt Mabel. It seems like so much was going on right underneath me and I didn't notice. I couldn't help but feel this was my fault. I've been caught up in the mysteries of Gravity Falls that I stopped paying attention to what matters most, family. I reassured myself saying I spent time with Dipper, so I'm not distancing myself, but I know very well that I can't ignore he fact that I've been distancing myself from Mabel and Stanley.

I have a deep guilt about what happened between me and Stanley. I went all these years without forgiving him for something that happened forever ago. I've held a grudge for so long, I hated him. Yes, I hated him. All those times in other dimensions I felt the hatred against him. When all this time he's been trying to save me and even then I was horrid to him. But the thing is, I try to forgive him, but I just have a slight resentment still. It's not about him ruining my dreams anymore, it's that he got to live, and I never did. I focused so much on my studies and being the best that I never lived like he did. To be honest, I'm kind of jealous. That's why I spend time with Dipper, he reminds me of myself. I just want him to be able to do what he loves which is solving mysteries, but do I keep him from living? I spend all this time pushing him away from Mabel that I wonder, am I jealous of their relationship? Am I so selfish that I am trying to break the bond between the two without even realizing?

I sat at my desk and sighed.

"Who have I become?" I mumbled to myself.

Then I began to smell smoke.

I stood up in confusion.

"That's weird," I muttered while heading up to investigate.

I have been hearing a lot of noise from upstairs, but I ignored it assuming Mabel and Stan were spending time together or something.

I then headed up the steps towards the vending machine. Smoke was pouring out from underneath. That's when it hit me.

The shack was on fire. And I was going to burn with it.

"Think Ford!" I screamed as I racked my brain to find a way out.

I growled in frustration, how did this even happen? I wondered to myself.

I had to escape.

I held my arm up to my face to block the smoke and tried to open the vending machine.

It was stuck.

I banged on it and banged on it.

No luck.

"Something must be blocking it," I said.

I pushed again with as much strength as my aging self could muster.

No use.

I began to panic. I'm good at staying calm in bad situations, but one can only take so much.

I couldn't die. I haven't apologized to Stan for holding such a grudge against my own brother. I haven't aplologized to Dipper for attempting to make him into me. And most of all, I haven't apologized to Mabel for stealing away her brother.

I crashed to the floor. What can I do?

Then I heard a far to familiar voice speak out, "Well, well, well, well, well,"

I looked around frantically.

"Bill!" I commanded, "Show yourself!"

I saw Bill materialize in front of me, "Geez Sixer, someone's not in a good mood,"

"Did you do this?!" I growled.

Bill rolled his eye and circled around me, "Yes, I sat fire to a house I can't even touch, I somehow did it," He said dryly.

"This is not a joke Cipher!" I shouted, "Where's my family?!"

"Relax old man, they're fine,"

"Relax?!" I said, "I'm about to die!"

"That would be such a shame," Bill purred, "If only there was a powerful demon who could help you,"

I glared at him.

"Oh wait!" Bill exclaimed, "There is!"

"No way!" I said, "I'm not making a deal with you,"

"Wow, rude, didn't even let me finish my monologue," Bill said.

"Bill, this is not a comedy show, this is real life!" I bellowed, "I order you to get me the hell out of here now!"

"That's what I was going to do," Bill said.

I prepared myself for the next few words I know far to well.

"If you can help me out with something," Bill casually said.

"I will die in here before I ever make another deal with you,"

Bill's eye began to turn red, "Sixer! You have no idea who you're messing with! You're little shack can't protect you anymore!"

I smirked, "There's only so much smoke a human can inhale, it won't be long until I'm dead,"

Bill growled, "If you die, you'll never get to say goodbye to your family!"

"I'd rather die to protect them and never say goodbye then say goodbye and we all end up dead," I said.

"It doesn't matter anyway!" Bill shouted, "The rift will be destroyed in this fire anyway!"

"If the rift was in here," I said, "Good thing Dipper has it,"

"WHAT?!" Bill bellowed him growing and turning red.

"I always give it to him when he go out, just in case something happens to me,"

"I DONT NEED YOU FORD! I HAVE A BACKUP ANYWAY! I'LL GET THE RIFT IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!" Bill screamed before going away.

I slowly closed my eyes feeling my breaths getting shallower.

I only hope Dipper is okay.