Wanderlust (Bill Cipher x Reader)

Chapter 15: Overthrowing a Government

You wake woke up on a bare, stiff board hanging by rusty chains two or three feet off the ground. The air was stale in the dark and damp cell. You sat up, the makeshift bed wobbling violently, a looked out the barred window. It was night, and two crescent moons were the only source of light in the dismal room.

"I'm already sick of being unconsciously transported to strange places," you muttered to yourself.

You shuffled to the cell doors, sticking your head between a pair of bars and peering down the dark hall. A lone light illuminated the area at the end of the passage. A shadow passed through the light.

"Hey you," you shouted.

Footsteps strode closer to you until a shadowy figure stopped a few feet away.

"Hey, man, can you let me out? I've done nothing wrong; there's no reason for me to be in here."

The figure scoffed and continued standing in the shadows.

"Fine, if you're not going to let me out, get me that king guy. I want to explain my situation. He wrongly imprisoned me."

"I most certainly did not," the figure snapped.

"Of course it's you," you grumbled. "Listen, Glacial, I'm not your brother's girlfriend, so just get over it!"

He rushed over to the bars and grabbed your shirt. Now that you got a clear look at the man, he was discernably different than his benevolent counterpart. His features were more violent than the good Glacial's, and he had a silly little mustache that he probably thought was dashing.

"Never call me that name, child," he roared, the piece in his crown catching the moonlight.

"Dude, I get it, you have an inferiority complex. No need to take it out on me."

"What was that?!" He pulled you against the bars painfully. "I will have you executed for your insolence!"

"Get a hold of yourself," your voice strained as the bars dug into your chest. "What is the real reason you have me down here?"

He loosened his grip as if he was searching for the answer. You were able to breathe properly.

"You're having relations with my brother. I plan to expose him, and, when his former subjects finally see him as the pervert he surely is, they'll fully accept me as their true king."

You rolled your eyes.

"Look, where I'm from I'm not even old enough to drive, let alone 'have relations' with someone," you were both perturbed and disgusted at the idea.

"Which is why you came here!"

"Now you're just grasping at straws."

"Do not try to make a fool of me, child!"

"I honestly don't have to try..."

He yanked you forcefully towards the bars once more, his face contorting with hatred and anger.

"Hey," you snarled. "I thought you aren't allowed to hurt living beings because you're definitely hurting me!"

He laughed and pushed you away.

"Don't worry. You won't be living for long."

You massaged your collar bones.

"You wouldn't order the murder of an innocent little girl like me would you, mister," you said in your most wide-eyed, blameless voice.

"Now you're the one grasping at straws, my dear. I've ordered priests and babies to be killed because I didn't like the looks of their faces." He smiled wickedly. "Listen, testify against my self-righteous, needle nosed brother, and I will allow you to leave this planet and return home."