•°*∆ѕσηɡ ɓίɾδ∆*°• (Bill cipher x reader)

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Sixty degrees that come in threes.
Watches from within birch trees.
Saw his own dimension burn.
Misses home and can't return.
Says he's happy. He's a liar.
Blame the arson for the fire.
If he wants to shirk the blame,
He'll have to invoke my name.
One way to absolve his crime.
A different form, a different time,
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(your pov)
"what do you know?" I felt the sheets stretch under were I was sitting, the pillow making a noise as his head laid against it.

I thought, I actually didn't know many at all. just one my mother always sang to me. her singing playing like a music box in the back of my mind.

"I have one, Scarborough fair?" I offered

"sounds like a song, sing it to me," he said, but it also came off as an order. I opened my mouth to start, jittery. I was nervous. I never sand a full song in front of someone, I have dreamed about doing it in front of many people, however. i masked my feelings, pleading for my voice not to crack.

the notes left my lips, it was much easier to continue than start.

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair.."
"Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine.." he started to hum along with the melody

"Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme" I swayed as I sang

"Without no seams nor needlework
Then she'll be a true love of mine"
"Tell her to find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme" his humming halted
"...Between the saltwater and the sea strand
She'll be a true love of mine.." I recognized his snoring, covering up the sound of his rhythm moments ago. he was asleep from my singing.

"not an infant.., huh?" I giggled at his inhaling and exhaling, sounding so clean and innocent.
he seemed so sweet. he is sweet.

I lifted my body from the bed, going to the door and wrapping my fingers around the doorknob and pulling it open to let me out. I walked into the hall. closing the door in a hush. I was pleased that I sent him to sleep, I wondered if he would remember my song in the morning.

I went to the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking out a jar./jug of (milk, juice of your choice, water) and drank it before continuing to my room. I opened my bedroom door, laying myself onto my bed. I tried to sleep but was proven unsuccessful. I decided to change into my nightgown, hoping its comfortable silk would help my slumber. I pulled the gown from my closet, pulling it over my head and sticking my arms through. I layed back onto my bed, covering my body with the covers. I eventually rested into sleep, but it wasn't a peaceful one.

I awoke in a field of glittery pink mist covering the electric blue sky field with giant stars. I scanned my area, attempting to figure out where I was. I sat on the ground confused until I was confronted by a large, pink being. it came closer. I slowly made out its features in the pink clouded terrain. it came face to face with my form, I was terrified but felt comfortable at the same. the giant lizard-looking creature had a long salamander smile stretches across its light Pepto cheeks. on each side of its head, long seaweed like red attachments flowed around in the air. it stuck its crimson tongue out at me, I looked into its pair of giant, black, bean-shaped orbs. it spoke words to me, I didn't feel like I could hear them, but I could hear them in my mind.

"young one.." the creature started
"I have bestowed this vision into your mind to give you the privilege of seeing me, even if it's not with your damaged human eyes. what is it you need from me?"

my hands rattled along with the surface. its large voice shaking the outside.
it swatted its long pink tail, clearing the mist to better our vision around us.

"W-what do you want from me??" I questioned

"it is not that I wanted you, human. I am only summoned when I am needed, you are the one that wanted me."

I was puzzled. Did I need it? what for?

"I don't recall me needing anything.." I told

the creature closed its eyes and opened them, thinking.

"even if you don't think you wanted me, you needed me for a reason. you get one question, young one, do not waste it!" it demanded, seeming to get agitated.

I stood still on a glossy surface, looking down at the glass. galaxies were painted underneath my feet. I thought. 'what do I need to know?' i was confused. I could ask something about my father. 'i always wondered were he left too' or something about my mother 'did she ever regret what she did to me, once?' i pondered on the choices I had. I decided on the second until a new request came to me

"what do you know about bill cipher?" I stood up, claiming my ground.

it rested for a moment, an expression on its face saying I wasn't the only one to ask that very question, or at least wouldn't be the only one.

"very well, curious human, I will answer you" the giant's eyes began to glow, a prism of white radiating around our figures. we both slowly transitions into silhouetted as its words were planted into my brain, like a seed.

"Sixty degrees that come in threes.
Watches from within birch trees.
Saw his own dimension burn.
Misses home and can't return.
Says he's happy. He's a liar.
Blame the arson for the fire.
If he wants to shirk the blame,
He'll have to invoke my name.
One way to absolve his crime.
A different form, a different time"

and then is a flash I'm awake with a snap, my blindness has returned, along with my consciousness.

I grip the chest of my gown, balling the fabric into my palm. I released the silk, slowing my breath to calm myself.

I think back to what the creature said, I say it over and over again in my brain. I remember every word it said. you would have thought I memorized it...

I run the poem through again, examing the lyrics.
"...sixty degrees that come in threes...?"
...
........
'a triangle?'