Your little brother never tells you
But he loves you so
You said your mother only smiled
On her TV show
You're only happy hen your sorry head
Is filled with dope
I hope you make it to the day
You're twenty-eight years old
You felt the magic run through your body as music came out from nowhere. "Yes, keep going!" Bill exclaimed. You opened your eyes and saw nothing but blue all around you You were scared, but kept singing.
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at ever edge
But you're a masterpiece
And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink
You felt the magic flow through your veins, felt as if you were changing. Suddenly, the blue surrounding you exploded into little specks of magic. You looked at Bill, who looked amazed and wide-eyed.
Everything is blue
His pills, is hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors
Pulled apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You stopped singing and floated to the ground. Everything went away, but you somehow felt... different.
"(Y/n)?" Bill asked hesitantly.
"Yeah? What's wrong?"
"Y-you..." He trailed off, looking you up and down. "You're... different." He snapped his fingers, and a hand mirror appeared in his hands. He turned it to face you.
You gasped at your reflection, although it wasn't really you. Your hair and eyes were a matching dark blue, your skin was very pale, and your makeup was matching this look. You looked down and realized your outfit was different, too. You were wearing a dark blue blouse, black jeans, and black knee high, heeled boots. Your nails were blue at the tips, but changed to black the further down it went, until it reached the end. You had a necklace with a silver chain and a moon charm hanging off of it.
"Wow..." You looked at your reflection. "I look... wow."
Bill made the mirror go away. He circled around you, looking at the new look. "I like it." He said aver a while. "Totally different from your human form, but that's a good thing."
You became confused. "Wait, human form?"
He ignored you. "But what exactly are you? Are you an angel, or a demon?"
"Bill." You tried getting his attention.
"And is it music, or night? Because either one could work."
"Bill."
"And who in your family had powers? Is it your mom or dad?"
"Bill!" He finally snapped out of it. "What are you talking about?"
He looked at you. "You don't get it, do you?"
"Get what?"
He stared at you before talking. "Only angels and demons can do what you just did." Your jaw dropped. "(Y/n), you're not human."
"But... that's impossible." You stated. "I was born and raised a human."
"Obviously not." Bill stared at you for a while longer. "Honestly, I like this form more than your human for. You look really-" He cut off abruptly.
You smirked. "No, please continue."
He blushed. "...hot. You look really hot."
You kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Bill." He looked into your eyes, admiration and love evident in them. You grabbed his hand, running through the huge house. "Come on! Show me around!"
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A Deal From The Past
FanfictionYour father moved you from your home to Gravity Falls, Oregon, a place you haven't been in since you were four years old. Your mother was a thing of the past, a figure of your early childhood that you don't know much about. But when you meet a myste...
