Sofas bouncing on their tails as if they were pogo sticks. Glasses made out of screaming beards. TVs crawling around like spiders. What kinda mad house is this?
Oh yeah. That's right. It's my house.
"O-ok, Bill. Your house can't be that bad. Right?" I made another Bill pop up on the chair on the ceiling. His expression said it all. "That bad?"
"NO! WORSE! YOU EXPECT MABEL TO BE COMFORTABLE IN THIS MAD HOUSE!? YOU EEDIOT!" Oh man. I have a point. This place isn't any place for Mabel.
"Yeah...you're right. What If Mabel looks at this place and gets freaked out. What if she doesn't want to be my friend anymore andnotonlywillmyonlychancetbreakoutofthissttupidplaceisruinedbuttheonlynormalpersonwholikedmewillbegoneforever!" I started (somehow) hyperventilating, and my clone gave me a paper bag to breath in, which I quickly put on my eye.
"Sheesh, Me, Relax. We can fix up this place. Fellas?" My clone opened the door, and in walked more of me.
"Alright guys. We need to fix this poor excuse of a house into something you can have a date in. How shall we do it?" The Bills looked at me, and I started thinking. What do humans like?
"Well, first off, I'm sure humans like things they can actually reach. So...off with the chair on the- WAIT!" The chair sucked itself back into the ceiling. "We can't change this house. If the Henchmaniacs see a normal house, their gonna FLIP!" The house flipped upside down as I said that. My clone wrote down something on his notepad.
"Yes, I see. Very well. We'll make a new house."
"Yeah...and one of us will stay here. Who's going to stay here?" All the Bill's raised their hand. Well...this was going to be hard. They're all handsome. No, not the blue one, he seems to sad. Eyepatch human? No, no no no. Wait...what the... Eyepatch humanwith fish tail? NO! WTRWRWFBXSRWSRGZHX- A SKELETON WITH AN EYEPATCH!? THAT'S IT!!! I'M GONNA-
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.........Hey....while graphic scenes of triangular bloodshed are blocked from you....
AND WE'RE BACK!
Ok, so, after a few votes, we decided that the Bill staying in the regular house would be the one whose eye would crawl out of his body at times.
"WE WON'T LET ME DOWN!" We, as in Bill and the eye who keeps trying to eject itself from its owners socket.
"All right. Now, we need to build new house. Tell us what we need to make this house human fit?" Well, you heard the man. Your a human. Tell us what makes a house fit?
