dark·ness
/ˈdärknəs/
noun
1.
the partial or total absence of light.
"the office was in darkness"
2.
wickedness or evil.
"the forces of darkness"
Similar:
evil
wickedness
corruption
"I'm the one you should fear. For I'm the true meaning of darkness."...
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Dipper POV
"Pinetree!" I hear bill shout, disturbing my sight seeing.
I sigh, turning around and walking inside. "Yes Bill?"
"I just wanted to introduce you to the interdimensional criminals and nightmares I call my friends! Eight ball-"
"Cryptos, zanthar, teeth, keyhole, hexagon, morphing shape, Pyronica, pacifier, and those flying eyeballs currently creating your throne of stone humans as we speak." I said cutting him off while looking at his friends blankly. I knew who they all were. I pacifically remember eight ball and teeth.
Bill pouts, crossing his arms over his chest. "well alright wise guy."
"Bill where did you get this puppet from?" Eight ball said.
"Yeah! He's sucking the joy from this party!" Teeth shouts while holding a glass of wine.
"I don't know you two, he's kind of cute." Pyronica said, stepping uncomfortably closer to me.
"Oh shut up horn face. You flirt with anything that moves." Keyhole said while pushing her. The two begin to fight over matters that did not concern me.
I feel someone...or something behind me. I jump, turning around while subconsciously pulling my pocket knife out. I hear everyone burst into laughter, except bill. I glance at him, the look of pity colored his features, but is quickly masked by a wide grin.
"What use could this flesh bag be?" Pacifier said, in a threatening tone.
Before I could fire back at the damn thing, bill cuts it. "Quiet down! If it wasn't for pinetree here none of this would be possible! Treat him with a little respect and no one gets hurt. Or killed. Depends on my mood."
No one said a word. They looked shock, some whispering and questioning Bill's response. I sigh. Now I'm irritated, and nothing good happens when I'm irritated.
"Why is it so quiet?! Let's party!" Bill cheers.
The tense atmosphere quickly vanishes, replaced by cheers and loud music. I cringe, the loud music giving me a headache.
"Bill." I call out nervously through my mind, hoping he can hear me.
I watch as bill glances at me from his throne. He slowly floats down towards me. "Yes my pinetree?" He hums calmly.
"The music is giving me a headache...And bringing bad memories. I'm going to look around. And think of a plan to break the dome."
Bill nods his head in understanding, petting my head as if I'm a dog. I slap his hand away with a frown. "Ok. Just call my name if you need anything."
"Fine. But no petting me. This will not become a thing."
"Awwwww but it's so cute watching you get all flustered~"
