In Love With the Guy With One Eye (Human! Bill x Reader)

Working to Secure

"Uh oh." Bill looked towards the stairs. "They're here?"

You heard a familiar voice call from the top of the stairs.

"Grunkle Ford? Are you down there?"

"Dipper." You said and turned to face the stairs. "What are we gonna do?"

"Don't worry," Bill replied, "I have a plan."

He let go of you and took a couple steps backwards and patted down his clothes a little before bending his elbow to raise his hand up to eye level. He snapped his fingers and a blue, sparkling light spun around him, like a ballerina's ribbon, then a bright light appeared, and you couldn't see him for a couple seconds. But when the light disappeared, it seemed like Bill has as well.

Instead of being greeted by the dream demon that you've grown fond of, you were greeted by the face of none other than, Ford Pines. You were extremely confused.

"....whaaa-?" You were yet again surprised when out of his mouth, came Bill's voice and not Ford's.

"Don't worry y/n, I've simply just changed my physical form. I'm still me, don't worry, it's not permanent." 

"O-okay.."

"Hello? Ford? Is that you down there?" Dipper's voice called from upstairs.

Bill coughed a bit then hit his chest with his hand, clenched in a fist, then spoke out. But this time, is was in Ford's voice.

"Yes Dipper, I'm down here. Do you need anything?"

"Oh, uh. Can I come down there for a minute?"

"Uhm...sure!"

You began whisper shouting at Bill.
"What do you think you're doing?!"

"Don't worry it'll be fine."

"Hmph." You crossed your arms and looked in the opposite direction. You soon heard footsteps clanking down the metal stairway.

"So Ford, I just wanted to ask you if-" Dipper stopped speaking after stepping out of the doorway. He noticed you.

"Y/n? I thought you were, why are you, what?"

"Oh, heeeeyy Dipper, haha." You awkwardly laughed.

"Never mind, Ford, how did your trip go? And how did you get back so quickly?"

Bill went blank. He didn't know what to say.

"Uh, it went well! Went by sooner than I expected." He sputtered out. You raised an eyebrow at him in a sassy manner, questioning his approach to Dipper's question.

"Oh good! I hope you collected all the things you needed. Anyway, Ford, are you showing y/n something or?"

"Oh yes actually, just uh..." He looked to you, then to the table, "warning her about the uh, dangers of, *cough*, uhm....demons."

He looked down at the floor slightly, hoping that what he told you just before broke through to you and you understood what his reasoning would be for saying what he did to Dipper.

"Yeah," you chirped up, to Bill's surprise, "there's lots to get to know about them, I could just sit and learn about them all day long." You looked to Bill with sincere eyes, with a smile, which made him feel warm inside and comforted. That comfort didn't last long though, as the shaking on Bill's chest drastically increase.

"Oh, hey uh, Dipper, would you mind going and running an errand for me?" Bill grabbed his chest and held onto the pendant.

"Sure! I don't have anything else to do. So why not."

"Good, good!" Bill quickly grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down a large list of things just to send Dipper on what was essentially a wild goose chase. Bill quickly handed the paper to Dipper and began to shove him towards the stairs.

"Okay go, now don't come back until you've done everything, got it?"

"Yeah okay, but how did you write all this so fa-" Dipper was cut off my Bill shoving him up the first few steps and slamming the door to shut. Bill quickly snapped back to his own body, shook his head rapidly a little, as if ridding himself of thoughts and walked back to the table.

"Okay..." He sighed and put his hands down on the table, then reached for the inside of his clothing to retrieve the pendant and placed it on the table, still shaking violently.

"I really need to get this done as soon as possible." He rubbed his eye with the lower end of his palm. "Alright." He reached for a drawer on the table and pulled it out, "Is, is there anything I can do?" You spoke out. Bill turned to you after pulling out the drawer.

"Hm, I'm not sure." He tapped his chin and began to think. "You can just watch me work my magic while making, not-too-distracting smalltalk." He said in a slightly sassy way with an even sassier grin.

"Alright then." You smiled back and walked over towards the table. You hopped up and sat in the table, just out of Bill's way.

Bill grabbed a couple handfuls of the material out of the drawer and placed them on the table, on top of the pages. His face changed from expression to expression, from angry to frustrated, to confused. He knew what he was doing, yes, but he was never under such pressure like this before. Kisho could break out at any moment and the best Bill could do, was get angrier at himself for not being able to do this one task efficiently.

You wanted to help out too, but you didn't know how. Bill was busy tinkering away with the strange metal alloy that you've never seen before, and you were just sitting there, doing no good, and probably, pressuring him a little more since you're looking directly over his shoulder the entire time.

"Hey Bill, is there anything I can really do?" He thought for a second.

"Actually, yes." He straightened his back and clapped his hands. A box fell out of nowhere and landed in your lap. Bill took the pendant in his hand and came closer towards you. He opened the box and placed the pendant gently inside.

"There." He said. "Now you just go upstairs, sit down, watch some TV, make yourself a cup of tea and just...relax, okay?" He said with a smile. You smiled back.

"Alright, then." You stood up from the table and Bill gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before you left to go upstairs, and with the demon doctor's orders, to relax.

A/N: Hey guys I made a new cover, you like it? Just wondering :) Also thank you so much for the 21k reads! Means a lot to me :D. Just a question for you all, if you want to answer you can. Would any of you be willing to read a Guzma (from Pokémon) fanfic if I wrote it? I want to write more stories of different things but this book seems to be the only one getting main attention. But thanks again!