Strange Stories (MultiFandom Oneshots)

Why Can't You Remember?! PART 3

  We entered my room and I grabbed a conveniently placed spray can from my closet, drawing Bill's wheel on the floor.  It would probably be best to summon him first. He never did give be instructions.

  "Put him on the eye." the high pitch voice of the triangle himself echoed through my head, and I followed forth. Grabbing the kid by his arm, and having him step on the eye of the triangle in the center of the circle.

  "His throat." The next instruction vague but can give me an idea. Death by an injury to the throat. Or at least I think that's what it means.

  I grabbed a knife I hid underneath my bed and gripping the kid by the shoulders I kept him in place.

  'No hard feelings.' I slit his throat, watching as his throat bleed open from the injury, blood spurting out a few and landing onto my hands and face.

    I let the body drop, and stepped out of the wheel, sitting down and waiting for the demons next instruction.

  Slowly the cut turned in reverse, the world turning to gray. The blood flew off the floor and places it lands, back into the neck as the slit reverses back to an unscarred skin.

  The boys blue eyes open, turning to an unnatural golden as he smiles a sinister smile and sits up.

  'Gravity Falls, it's good to be back.' His voice pitched, from the low raspy voice of the boy I killed to the high voice of the demon itself.

  'I filled my side of the deal, so you'll help me gain memories?' I look at him expectantly, as he giggles and stood up, me following while the world turned back to color.

  'A deal's a deal, my dear Pinetree.' He hugs me from the side as I wriggle in his grasp.

  'How are we going to get them back?'

  'Hm.. first, let's have fun.' I looked at him a bit crossed.

  'You said you'd help me remember.'

  'I did, but you never said we couldn't do anything else, as long as I help you remember in the time I'm not breaking a deal. Don't be so strict now.' He ruffled my hair as I swipe it away.

  'Whatever.' I look away as I open the door, 'You know how to take care of a human body right? Do you have a place to go?'

  He nodded at my questions with another childish chuckle, walking out and down the stairs, 'Let's go see good old Sixer kid, oh and hey, don't tell anyone who I am, we're just human friends to them.'

  I followed him confused by what he meant but followed anyways. 

  Surprisingly Ford was out of the lab, and in the kitchen working on a small box thing, as the tools sprawled all out on the table.

  'Hey Great Uncle Ford,' I greet him as Bill walks up behind me.

  'Hey Dipper, uh, who is this?' He gestures to the boy behind me with suspicion.

  'Oh this is-'

  'Hello Mr. Pines, I'm William Woods, but you can call me Bill.' He stuck out his hands for a shake but Ford slapped it away.

  'Sorry, I don't shake hands.' Ford looks at Bill with great suspicion, and the demon puts down his hand with a nod.

  'Sorry Mr. Pines, I didn't consider anything.' the blonde giggles and he walks backward to my side.

  'What are you doing Grunkle Ford?' I look at the cube thing on the table.

  He picks up the device and continues to work on it, 'I'm working on a device that's suppose to trap a certain demon if I ever find him.'