Some Sunny Day (Bill x Reader)

Chapter 40

Bill's POV

(y/n) is going to get themselves KILLED! They have no idea what they are dealing with. That.....THING that is sealed up in that dimension is dangerous and there for a reason. No demon can get in or out, unless they have a second source. I know what it is, and (y/n) now has access to that, but they don't even know it. And if I even dared to take the secondary source into it, I could unleash the worst thing possible into Gravity Falls! I just wish (y/n) would've just listened to me.

Narrator's POV

Bill stops around and paces more before the grass starts to actually catch on fire. He doesn't notice as he puts his hands behind his back and starts to float above the ground. He is mumbling and growling. Stan steps out of the back door and onto the porch. Bill's head snaps to his general direction and he grits his teeth looking at Stan angrily. Stan looks at Bill and then the grass before slowly sliding back into the house. Bill mumbles and growls some more, the lawn still aflame. Ford comes running out with what looks like a huge fire extinguisher, yelling something at Bill. Bill scoffs and refuses to listen.

"Are you listening to me? Heloooo?! BILL!!!" Bill grunts and continues to float. Ford smirks as he aims the fire extinguisher at Bill. He sprays Bill with it and laughs. Bill turns to him and growls.

"SIXER!!! What the heck?!"

(Meanwhile...)

You twirl around looking for the body of the voice, finding nothing...yet again.

"Sorry sweetie... you're not going to see me anywhere..." The voice sounds hungry almost, and sly. "Not until I get something I need. You see, this is simply my essence." You wrinkle your nose slightly in disgust.

"So... am I breathing you in...?" The voice cackles

"Oh HELL no! Although I did try to escape this place in that way... didn't work out too well... for me at least." You can almost see the expression on this...THINGS... face. You feel like it's face would be wrinkled and have a scowl across its lips.

"....Ew.....I feel....violated..."

"Weeeeell... that's not the worst thing you could feel darling." You were filled with disgust every time the voice called you some sort of nickname.

"For your information, my name is (y/n)"

"Oh... my apologies, (y/n)" They said it mockingly.

"Ugh... I'm just gonna... leave"

"ah ah ah! Hold on a second! If I remember correctly, there was a very furious Bill lunging at you before you came here. Are you sure you want to go back?"

"Well, it's probably been, like, 6 hours or more. So I'm sure he's over it..."

"Oh honey... we know two VERY different Bills...plus. Time doesn't exist here"

"Whatever, and I know. That's why time seems to fly out there even when I've been here for 5 minutes." You could almost hear the voice smirk.

"Darling... If time doesn't exist here, then maybe only a few seconds have passed really. Or maybe a few days. Because time doesn't exist, there is no telling how long it has been. It continually changes in here."

"Wait... really? But the book I read.." The voice cuts you off

"That book was written by a measly human named Vincent Manns. He knows nothing of the sort. It is all a theory. If it isn't, then name one person who has been to another dimension in which time passes at a different rate or it doesn't exist." You thought for a second.

"I think Ford has probably been to at least one..." The voice scoffs

"Well, he's different..."

"How? He's still human... isn't he" You could feel as though if the voice had a body, they would have their arms crossed and pout.

"Well... yeah... but....He had help from Bill..." You sigh.

"Whatever... I'm leaving..."

"Wait wait wait... I must ask you something.." You look around impatiently.

"Fine. What?"

"You don't happen to have a certain little music box... do you?"