Mabel took the liberty of showing Bill the entirety of her side of the room including every speck of glitter and her stuffed animals. Dipper and you just stand off to the side and watch the travesty. Bill looks to you several times for help but you just give an innocent shrug while standing on the sidelines watching with glee.
As this is happening, Dipper gently taps your arm and you offer him your attention. He gestures to Bill. “Not to be rude, but what are the...marks on his face?” You glance over to Bill and softly sigh. The burns that you had healed only a few weeks ago have already scarred over and look years old. They don’t look as bad as you imagined back then. Now, they are less prominent with only small blotches. One under his left eye and another on his jawline on the left side of his face. Some still dot his neck as well but they are less noticeable now. The rest are covered by the clothes he is wearing. You look back towards Dipper. “Just some burn scars. I won’t tell you the story since I doubt he wants anyone to know, but I healed him all up so they are just old now.”
Dipper gives Bill another look then softly nods. He seems to be contemplating something but you don’t think much of it. Eventually, Mabel finishes her mini tour and immediately gasps afterwards. “I’ll ask Grunkle Stan if you can sleep over! This’ll be so much fun!” She races out of the room and you can hear her squeal while heading down the stairs. WIth Bill finally free, he walks over to you both and looks extremely offended at you.
“What? She’s adorable and you expect me to stop her?” Dipper snickers slightly and shrugs. “Yeah, sorry about my sister, she just really….really likes making new friends.” You give Bill a firm nod with the grin still on your face. You find it hilarious watching him get stuck in these human interactions, especially since you know he doesn’t really have any actual human experience.
You run through the previous conversation and something suddenly hits you. “Wait, how long was I passed out for?” Both boys turn to you and then the answer is given to Dipper considering Bill entered, presumably, later. “Ah, only about an hour or two. We spent most of the time...interrogating Mike. Sorry for that, again.” Bill, or Mike in this case from now on, waves him off easily. You glance outside and see that the sun is still waning towards the horizon, but it isn’t quite there yet. It should be about late afternoon.
With a slight hum slipping past your lips, your eyes wander over to Mike. He is still in his yellow fancy tailored suit with black leggings and black dress flats. You gain a slightly amused look on your face and Mike seems to notice as he looks at you then down to himself. He gives you a questioning look as you lightly chuckle. “Mike, we’re going to have to take you shopping tomorrow.” His face immediately melts into something extremely offended. He looks down to himself again. “What’s wrong with my outfit?”
“Uh, it kinda looks like you’re going to some fancy ball…” Dipper suddenly enters the conversation and you nod to his response, signalling his correctness. “Right, so, we’re going shopping. You really need to get something more casual.” His offendedness did not leave his face which honestly just leaves you even more entertained. “More casual? But don’t I look handsome this way?” You hold back a laugh with a slight cough. “Mike! Honestly, you look ridiculous. Either you can show shopping with me or...I’ll have to involve Mabel.”
“Alright, alright! Sheesh, you don’t have to threaten me so harshly. I’ll go.” Mike rolls his eyes and his face resolves into one of slight annoyance. You smile and shake your head, patting him on the shoulder just as Mabel reenters the room looking rightfully giddy. “He said yes! He said yes! Oh my gosh, we have to call the girls!” She runs off again in the blink of an eye, probably to call the ‘girls’. Dipper’s face pales and you can imagine that only means bad news. “Oh no…”
An hour later and everyone has huddled up in the center of the room, some against their will. The entire night has apparently already been planned out in its entirety so you have now become the victim of Mabel’s own...cheeriness. First of all is truth or dare which you imagine can’t end well with three rowdy teenage girls to take control of things.
“Me first! Me first!” Mabel raises her hand up excitedly, bouncing in her seat. You all sit on pink cushions in a circle on the floor. Dipper and Mike are to your left and right respectively. How convenient. No one gives any objections so she immediately bounds into her first person. “Ok, ok. Um…(Y/N)! Truth or Dare?!” You sigh. It has to be you, doesn’t it? Well, here we go…“Truth. I don’t trust you with any dares.”
Several turns later and the twins’ bedroom has turned into a disaster: Mike has a tutu on much to his dismay, don’t ask, and you and Dipper swapped clothes at one point, undergarments were excluded thankfully. Mabel is high on Mabel Juice, that was your fault honestly, and Grenda is taped to the ceiling which took a whole two rolls of duct tape to manage along with a lot of stacked chairs. Candy was mostly untouched except for some emotional scarring and permanent marker on her face. You all decided to roll into the last round so you could get to sleep since it’s about to hit 2am.
“Ok, last Truth or Dare goes to Mike!” You could see Mike’s eyes darken as the dread builds in them. “And it’s gonna be a group decision! Girl huddle!” You are surprised for a moment as Mabel ropes you into the huddle with Candy and Grenda. They all giggle like little school girls, okay they are little school girls but still, each of them give you a look which only makes you terrified. “So we’re totally gonna make Mike kiss (Y/N), right?” Mabel questions and the other two nod as if this is an expected decision. “What?!” You blanch.
“Are you crazy?! I don’t-!” You stop yourself and glance at Dipper and Mike who are both looking at you confused since you have raised your voice loud enough for them to hear. You clear your throat and quickly go back to whispering. “There is no way I’m letting that happen. Pick something else.” You will admit ‘Mike’ is handsome and all but he kind of tried to destroy the entire planet. It’s just a bit of a deal breaker. “Aw, come on! We’ve seen the looks you’ve been giving each other! Besides, you’ve never known anyone personally before so he has to be special to you!” Mabel is half right at least. Mike and you have been sharing looks, but those were clearly misread. “If Mike has to make contact with me in any way, shape, or form for this dare, I will never have another sleepover here again.” Mabel pouts but resigns herself to your resolve.
After a few minutes of deliberation, you all manage to agree on what Mike’s dare will be. You all return to the circle and Mike looks absolutely dread filled. He gives you a glance but you just smile at him innocently; he isn’t getting anything from you. “W-Wait, don’t I get to choose whether I do Truth or Dare? That’s the name of the game, isn’t it!?” Grasping at straws, Mike laughs nervously. You smirk slightly, unable to hide the utter glee that is flooding you right now. “Oh, you can pick Truth. Except I’m telling you that you are picking Dare.” You gain that tone of voice, you know the one that tells Mike you are ordering him to do something, and he pales. “Fine, I pick Dare.” The words leave his lips before he can think about it and a glare presents itself towards you.
“Great! Then we dare you to eat a spoonful of wasabi.” Mike sighs in relief, his entire being untensing. “Ok, you just want me to eat something. I can handle that.” Dipper gives Mike a look that is obviously shocked. Of course, you know that Mike doesn’t know what wasabi is so this dare is perfect. “Mabel, you guys do have wasabi in the shack, right?” Mabel nods excitedly and quickly dashes downstairs to grab you. Mike looks calmer now while Dipper looks like he’s afraid for him.
Mabel comes back up a minute or so later with the spoon and wasabi on hand. You take it from her and fill half the spoon with wasabi. This is honestly probably too much but you’re gonna make Mike pay for looking so calm and confident about this. You offer to him and he takes it with a smirk, immediately shoving it in his mouth without pause. All the girls are trying to hold in their laughter while Dipper is just looking paler. “There, s-”
The reaction is almost immediate. You watch as Mike’s entire face goes red at a shocking rate and his eyes gloss over. You snicker slightly. “You alright there Mike?” He opens his mouth and starts breathing heavily. You know that’s probably just his human body telling him what to do on instinct since Mike has never dealt with anything hot when it comes to food. “Someone get him some water, I might’ve given him too much.” His eyes start to water as Mabel acts quickly, dashing out the room while Mike tries to figure out what to do with his mouth on fire.
Grenda and Candy are laughing the night away but you can see Mike genuinely panicking in his eyes. You sigh softly. “Don’t look so freaked out, it’s just hot for your mouth. The water will help...hopefully.” Mabel brings back a glass of water at lightning speed and you quickly offer it to Mike. He takes it and chugs the whole thing in one gulp. It did seem to help but you doubt it cooled down the wasabi entirely. “Ok, I think that’s enough excitement for one night. Everyone should head to bed.” You feel a bit of guilt settling into your stomach, but you don’t mind it too much. You went a bit too far for once but it’s not gonna kill him.
Dipper and Mabel take to their beds to sleep for the night, everyone else has sleeping bags. Mike isn’t the happiest with you at the moment so he opted to sleep on one side of the room while you slept on the other. Mabel, Candy, and Grenda, despite claiming that they are going to sleep, are all chatting it up like gossip girls. Dipper somehow manages to find sleep and Mike does as well but you lie awake for an hour or so until their voices die down. It takes you some extra time to fall asleep as well, but you eventually fall to darkness.
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You are shaken awake by a hand, goraning slightly as you quickly smack it away and turn around in your sleeping bag. “(Y/N)...” You hear a quiet whisper call out and you almost instantly recognize the voice. You peek open one tired eye and turn your head to see Bill’s outline in the dead of night. It can’t have been too long since you fell asleep, the moon is still out. “What?” Your annoyance is obvious in your tone. “I can’t sleep.” You squint at him, slowly turning back over to face him with the sleeping bag pulled around you. “What do you mean you can’t sleep?”
“I had a nightmare…” You stare at him. You stare for several, long, agonizing seconds. You could see his outline squirm slightly under your gaze. With your vision adjusting, you can see him looking down towards the ground. “I’m sorry, did I hear that right? You can’t sleep because of a nightmare?” Finally being able to see his face, he gives you an exasperated look. “Yes, I know how ironic it sounds. Just tell me what to do to fix it. I don’t know what hu- you do when you have nightmares.” You rub your eyes slightly and sit up, yawning with your sleep interrupted.
You think for a few seconds then sigh. Personally, you’ve never had nightmares so you can’t give him much in the terms of what you do in that case. You do know most people either find something to do until they feel tired or… “Ugh, ok. Just get in here.” You pull open the sleeping bag wide so that Bill has enough room to snuggle in. “....What.” He stares at you. “You heard me. Get in my sleeping bag....Sometimes, we sleep with other people and the comfort of someone else usually gets us to sleep, ok?” You explain this and he seems to finally get it as he slowly crawls in with you.
The sleeping bag is tiny with both of you in it, you’re practically sandwiched together. It takes a few awkward movements before you find a half comfortable position, which is your arms clamped to your sides and your legs straightened out. Bill has both his hands set under his head so his elbows are almost hitting your face and his legs are clamped up to his waist so his knees are doing the same to your own. “I don’t see how this is comforting…” With your tired mind and the need to get to sleep ever present, you sigh and start adjusting again.
You press your body up against Bill’s, now able feel his body heat. Your face is pressed into his chest where you can vaguely smell charcoal and mint. Has that smell always been there? Your arms are wrapped around his torso while you had instructed him to wrap his arms around your shoulders which he had done. His chin gently rested atop your head. Your legs are tangled together but it honestly doesn’t feel too bad. Overall, much more comfortable than before.
Neither of you exchange any words once you are in this position. Bill seems content and you just want to get some sleep. It takes a few minutes but you eventually feel his hold on you relax and his breathing steady, meaning he has finally fallen asleep. With a gentle hold on you, your eyes slowly start to flutter shut until you end up falling asleep yourself. Your last thought is a hope that you wake up before any of the other girls do.
Sorry this chapter took so long to dish out! I've been in a complete slog for inspiration in the past few months, but I finally got through it even though it's just a filler chapter. Next chapter will also be filler (mostly) and then things are going to start ramping up very quickly after that since I don't want this book to be too long (20-30 chapters at most). Anyway, love you all~
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The Witch in the Woods (Bill Cipher x reader)
FanfictionA week has passed since Weirdmaggedon happened and Bill was 'defeated.' Everyone had already gone back to their normal lives under the 'forget-about-it' movement that was input. You did the same though it was less normal than everyone else's. You ha...
