Same form, Same Time: A Billdip time-travel story.

Chapter 5: Not so Pure

Ford POV:

I found myself among a field of wheat, from my guesses, somewhere in Kansas. The wind blew harshly, pushing the wheat to the ground. I shivered. Might this be a tornado? I wouldn't be surprised. I tried to run for shelter only to find I couldn't move my legs! I looked at the ground.

The grass pushed down in only certain parts of the plain. It was hard to make out but one thing I could see from my perspective was a triangle surrounding me. Suddenly it glowed a bright blue and I heard a distorted laugh.

"I know that laugh," I said to myself. "Show yourself!"

Bill laughed maniacally, appearing before me. "Well well well well well well well well well well well. Aren't you a sight for sore eye?" He said surrounding me with clones of himself. "Stanford Filbrick Pines, My old Pal!" Bill held his hands together and squinted his eye in a way I could tell he was trying to be "cute".

"Bill Cipher," I said glaring at the Isosceles monster whom I was facing. "What do you want from me?"

Bill wrapped his ice-cold arm around my shoulder. "Oh, quit playing dumb, IQ."

Another clone of his tousled my hair and flicked my nose, causing me to cover it out of instinct. "You knew I'd be back!"

He glowed blue once more and morphed back into one. "You think dismantling  that portal can stop what I have planned?" He grew bigger and his shadow drenched over my entire body and more. "I've been making deals, chatting without friends, preparing for the big day."

He snapped his fingers and the rift appeared in a burst of blue flame.

"The Rift....." I said. "You may as well give up now, Bill. I've got that rift protected. I never let my guard down, and soon You won't be able to not get into just my mind, but you won't be able to interact with any member of the Pines family!"

"Oh, But that's where you're wrong, Sixer. As I've said before, I've been making deals."

A wave of fear washed over me, Not literally of course. If that were the case I would have died instantly. Fear waves are quite deadly. "You-You already are working with someone?! Who?!"

Bill laughed again. "Oh, Ford. I'm not going to tell you! That would spoil the surprise!"

"What surprise?"

"Why the surprise I've got planned for you, of course!"

"Don't you dare bring my family into this! It's me you want, Bill. Not them!"

He laughed uncontrollably for a long period of time. "Oh but that's where you're wrong, Fordsy..." His voice grew more and more demented. "That's where you're wrong...."

Dipper POV:

I walked into the kitchen to see Grunkle Ford and Mabel sitting at the table. There was a big black bag along with papers and scrolls scattered everywhere. I instantly recognized this scene.

"There you are, Dipper!" Grunkle Ford said, as I slowly walked towards them. "Where have you been?"

"And why so early?" Mabel added.

"I..er... Just went out for a walk.'

Ford nodded. "Alright, Dipper. You shouldn't go out into the woods without telling us, but for now, I'll let it slide. We have bigger concerns."

I sat at the table and looked at Mabel's sweater. A unicorn patch was on her stomach. Yep. It's today.

"Bigger concerns?" I asked. Thoughts were running through my head. Did he find out about Bill? About me?