I found Bill lying in the grass, face up, his hands folded over his chest. His eye was closed, but I could tell he was awake. I started laying unicorn hair around the circumference of the tree, just out of his reach. If this stuff still had powers it may contain his dreams. As I was working, Bill spoke.
"You know what I did to Sixer." I took it as strange that he was talking about this now. Though it was a statement, It seemed like a question.
"Yeah. I read the journals. I know all about you and your Nightmare Realm. I know you messed up my uncle pretty bad. You didn't let him sleep. I know you destroyed your entire dimension in your lust for power. So yeah I do know a few things."
"You know what I did to you."
"Yeah, you destroyed my town. Ripped my childhood from me. Possessed me. Haunted me. Almost killed me. That sort of thing." There was a long pause. Bill's eye was still closed. It almost seemed like he went to sleep. I kept working.
"You know what I did to myself?" I paused, the next bit of hair halfway to the ground. What did he mean? Should I answer?
"Well...I-I know you killed your own family. I know you...waited a pretty long time to take over this dimension. I know you got yourself locked up in a void. I know you...got yourself here." Bill opened his eye and sat up to face me.
"I didn't get myself locked up. I didn't get myself here. Or maybe I did. I don't remember. I've spent my whole life being able to control everyone like puppets. Bend them to my will. You know who I couldn't control? Me. My entire life I've spent in prophecy. And that's a pretty long life. Never in control of what I did or when I did it. Now... I don't have either. I can't control anyone. I can't control myself. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THAT IS?!?!?! And now...I'm stuck here. I can't see the future anymore. The prophesies went with the powers. I don't know what to do anymore." I was speechless. Was I talking to Bill? Or was he talking to himself?
Suddenly he started laughing. Softly at first. Then louder and louder until his eye teared up. "And now! And NOW! I'm so useless, so utterly powerless that I'm talking to...YOU! Isn't that hilarious?! Bill freaking Cipher! Confiding in a fleshbag! Ruler of the Nightmare Realm! Talking to a meatsack! The Object of Nightmares! Seeking help from a no good single celled sap brained warm blooded pint sized goody two shoes SKIN PUPPET!!! A HUMAN!!! The BANE of my very EXISTENCE!!!"
He was laughing hard. He was hacking and coughing and once in a while I'd hear him glitch out like in the void. That's when the tears came. He was laughing still, the sobs hidden in the noise. His tears were starry colors, like galaxies. It reminded me of Time Baby's cosmic sand.
They ran down his face, streaking from his single eye, which was squeezed shut tight as if trying to contain the waterfall. I didn't know what to do. I felt like I should help, but I didn't know how.
"Do you...need something?"
"Darn right I need something! I need my powers! I need my home! I need my future! And I NEED you to..."
He suddenly got very quiet. Very calm. He was burned out. He was exhausted. He collapsed on the ground, the tears still running down his face. He opened his eye and looked up at me. I couldn't even see his pupil. The tears had glazed over his entire eye like a cataract, the stars and dark purple galaxies swirled across the surface. I'll never forget what he said next. He whispered two words in a weak shaking voice;
"...Help...me."
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The Lemon Meringue Boy
Fanfiction(Warning!: this book isn't and will never be finished, but enjoy what is here!)Dipper is so exited for summer vacation! Gravity Falls still needs cleaning. It starts out great, but takes a turn for the worst when he has a strange dream. He is shocke...
