Chapter 7: Preparing For The Big Day!

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DIPPER/MASON'S POV

To further understand Bill's powers, I thought of testing out Bill's powers that he gained after that horrible incident.

So far, he can conjure up his iconic azure flames that can burn anything in contact depending on Bill's will. If he wishes not to, it won't hurt but there is still heat. If he does, the heat of the can instantly melt anything near it and turn those in it into crisps. He can levitate object but the heavier the object the more he loses his stamina. As for going into the Mindscape, the most he can do is twice a week. Any more than that and he will not be able to sleep for a week.

That's probably it for now. It's already better late I should back to bed or else, I will have to listen to Mabel Alarm in the morning and it is NOT THE GREATEST WAY TO START THE DAY.

So, Night~

BILL'S POV

I woke up in a fancy room with a shadowy figure sitting in front of me drinking tea.

»͘H́̕͜e̛͠l͢͝p͟͠ yoų̴̵rs͟e̷l͘f to̡͞ ҉the͠ ͏̸t̵̵̨e͏á ҉͢Í ͏̶j̡u͏̶s̸t̛͘ ҉p̀͏͟re̸p͏a͢͝re̛d̛͘.̧̀ ͝I̕t́'̨s ̸̢m̛͞y̕ ̵fą̨͠v͜o͢͜͜ŕi̢͝t̴͢e̷̛.͜ E͞arl҉̢ ̴G̴͞ŕ͘e̸̡y̕.͜͢  

Bill: "Now, why are you here for? I don't think you're here just to treat me to tea."

»̴͜Ya͟͞p҉!̴̡ ͝I͜ ̛c̷͠al̢͡͡l̵͠èd͝ ́̕ýou͡͏ ̶h́e̛̛r̸̨e̢ ̸i̵̡̧n͞ ̷̛ỳour̕ ̶͟M͢͝i̴͟͜n̕d̸̢̛sca͘͞p͏e͢͟ j͏u̵͡sţ t̵̢o̵ ͢͜k̢e̵͝e̕p ̷m̷y̵͟͢s͏͟e͜l͝͞f́͏ ̷͜e͡n̸͡t͢er͏tą̷͞i̢͝ņed̡͝ ̧͘w̡͡i̢t̛h͝ ͢͏̸yo̶͝u͘r̢ ́͠ş͘pe̵͠͝c̡̛uĺ͢a̕͡͞t̸͢͜i͜͠ó̢̧n̶̢̡s̴͟,͡ ҉̶̛mem̡͏or̢͟i̢e͠s,̴̢ ́exi̕s̛͡t͜͢͟ę͟nc̀̕e̡̨͜,̴ ̴n͠͝ee̴͡d̶̛s ͠a͠n̨d̵҉ w̶à͝n͏t̡͟s.̢͘҉  

Bill: "Fine I'll stay a bit longer cause as they say, 'You have to keep your friends close to you but your enemies CLOSER.' So, what can I do for you today."

»̧W̷̡͡e̛ĺ̡̢l̷̀͜,̛ ̧̀s̵͜in̴̷͝c͏́e͢ ͡I ̸c̶an͞'̕͠t̸ s̷̨̢ę̸̶e҉ ̷̛th̵͜͠è̶ ͟͜o͏u̶̶̸t̢̧̛s̸͡i̸͘͜d̷̵e ҉ẁ̸̕o̡rl̴̨̧d̀,̕͟͜ ̀͏͡d̢̛ò͟҉ ̸͝m̡i̕͢͠n̷̕d ͜͡͝te̷̛l͘͠l̵͏͢í͘n͘g͝ ̸m̡͘͏e̢͟ ̸w̨͢͡ha̸̸t̶̴͘'̶s ͜͡͞g̨o͘͡͡i͢͞nģ͘ ̷͡on҉̷͝ ̴́͘ǫ́u͞t ̷t̨̀h̶̷͝e̕͏͝r̷e͘?  

Bill: "Well, Erm... Errrrmmm.... Ah! I remember, William! That took me a while. I'm still not used to that name if yours that Pinetree gave you."

»W̶͜h̵͝y̧?͞  

Bill: "Cause I never call you that before."

»̵͞F͘ái͝r̀ e̸̴͟n̨o̸̡͠u̡͞͠gh̨͡.̢ ͟͞͠B̨̧̛a̕c̷͘k͘ ̢t̕͟o ̛҉͠y̶o̧͡ur̴̢͢ ͝ś̕i̕͠d̛͢͡e͢ ̨͞o̴̧͡f̨ ̸͝t̨͝he͘͞͏ ́́͏s̛̀t̶o͢r͞ỳ̵.̵  

Bill: "Well, for starters..."

°°°·.°·..·°¯°·._.· 🄰🄵🅃🄴🅁 🅂🄾🄼🄴🅃🄸🄼🄴 🄻🄰🅃🄴🅁... ·._.·°¯°·.·° .·°°°  

»͝I͟ ̷͘cá́n'͘͘͢t̕͜ ̀b̛el͟i̴͞é͘v̨e̡͘ y͢͏o̴͜͟u̧͢ ̨̕͞g͟͟ųy͝ş̷̛ ̕͝d͢į̷̛d̶̸̕ t͏͝h͢͡á̴t̷͝͝! T̢͡H͜AT̷'͘S̢͡͝ ̢H̡̛I͏͏Ļ̕A̵͟RI͢͝ỜƯ͘Ś̷!̵͢!͝!  

Bill: "I know, right? Those sneaky elves' pitiful faces were priceless."

»̶̛͞S͢o,̀͞ ͞d͟͏i͢d ̀͘y̛o͠͡ų g̵̴̀i̵͜ve̡ t̕̕͝hem̵̛͞ ̸̀a͢͝ ̢̛́s̀lo͟͢w ̛d̡́e̵̕a͝t͏h͏̢?

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