I'll get you back (Billdip/Dark Dipper)

Chapter 21

Fordsy had decided that having the whole wheel here questioning me, wasn't getting anywhere. So, he kicked them out of the Shack and dragged me down to the basement. I'm guessing he's still suspicious of me because he didn't really care about my injuries. Only after he left did Fez come and start patching me up. 

Eventually Sixer came back down holding a tape recorder, notepad, and pen. Guess this really is an interrogation. 

"So, Dipper," he began taking a seat across from me. "Why did Bill let you go?" 

Thinking on my feet I started to sniffle, "I-I don't know!" I swallowed a sob, "Af-af-after Pyronica tor-tortured me she... she..." I sniffled some more, making it seem like I was traumatized. "She used my bl-blood to raise B-Bill, then..."

"Then?" Ford questioned impatiently.

"Then Bill had a go with me... it was h-horrible. I- I..." I managed a few tears to slide down my face, more welling up at my eyes. Sixer finally got it into his thick skull that I might have trauma and this would be hard to talk about. "You don't need to tell me what happened, just what happened after." 

Slowly nodding I began to speak again. "After the tor-torture he... he grabbed me by my face and," By now it sounded like I was about to break down crying, my voice barely above a whisper, fluctuating with pain. "And he said, he said, 'such a pr-pretty face, covered with all your bl-blood.' and then... and then," I took one big breath, "then he let the chains go and I was fre-free. I umm, I asked him w-why." I paused for a second, leaving Ford in suspense. 

He narrowed his eyes at me, placing down his pen and paper into his lap. Leaning forward he asked, "Why?"

I looked up at him a broken smile on my lips, "He said I lost my entertainment value." With that I broke down into sobs, my body shaking with each sound. Tears flowed freely, blurring my vision. When I finally looked up nobody was there.  He left me alone to deal with the trauma I had just faked.

 Bastard. 

Slowly I began to silence my sobs. I could've just stopped it all at once, but I didn't know if the room had cameras. I needed it to look natural. Picking myself up and off the chair, I made my way out of the room. 

Walking through the hallway I saw a clip of a conversation, "Suspicious.... don't trust....working with Bill..." No doubt they were talking about me. I rolled my eyes to get it out of my system, and then hobbled into the room. 

"G-grunkle Ford," I stuttered, folding my arms over each other in a protective way. "H-how are we going to beat B-Bill again?" Looking up at him, eyes met eyes. His stone cold eyes glared into my "innocent" question ones. After a few seconds he broke the gaze. 

"Well I was thinking the Cipher Wheel." Inside I scoffed. It's such a stupid plan, and is super easy to foil. Mess up the drawing, mess up a member, and fifty ways to do each. "B-but Pyronica used my b-blood to summon B-bill so, doesn't that mean the Cipher Wheel won't work... since part of it was used to f-free him?" I made sure to stutter because Sixer's onto me. I originally going to help him with the Cipher Wheel, but also mess it up secretly so he would have to resort to the portal. But, since his ever growing suspicion would increase the failure in that plan, I had to skip a few steps. 

"I suppose..." Ford thought it over for a second, meanwhile Mabel was complaining.

"But Grunkle Ford! If we can't do the Summoning Wheel then what can we do to beat Bill?"

It took Ford some time. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty curious to see what he came up with. He kept on glancing down at his notepad and back up, though his eyes were else ware. Finally, after the minutes of suspense, he spoke cautiously, doubting his own solution. 

"Well, we could..." His voice became quiet, causing Mabitch to lean in. "We could?" She asked him, eyes wide and full of wonder. I can't wait to see the life drain out of them, I couldn't help but think. 

"We could... build a portal." Ford finally finished and I was internally screaming with happiness. Who knew that manipulating Ford would be so easy? I didn't even need to bring up the portal, he just immediately fell in line with my plan. It was perfect!

"A portal?" Mabel questioned, her eyebrows furrowing together as she titled her head in confusion. 

"Yes, theoretically," Sixer started to speak slow. Whether it's because he wasn't trusting what he was saying, or because he thought we would be too dumb to understand if he spoke at a regular human pace was beyond me. 

"if we opened a portal to the nightmare realm and blasted Bill throw it and closed it then..." 

"Bill would be gone!" Mabel squealed excitedly. 

"Exactly hunny. Now we just need to deal with a few things..." Sixer glanced down at his notepad and started writing rather quickly and sloppily. 

"Like what?" Mabel questioned, peering over his shoulder to see what he was doing. 

"Well, we need to material for the portal, as well as the things to summon Bill and blast him into the nightmare realm." Fordsy quickly looked over his chicken-scratch list and added a few things before handing it to Mabel. 

"That should be all we need. Mabel, do you think you could get all of these things?" It took Mabel a couple minutes to read the list but eventually she nodded her head. "You got it Grunkle Ford! I'm the girl for the job!" Bouncing out of the room and up the stairs I could only think she was going to prepare to get the things. 

I too left the room, and Ford didn't even comment on it. I think he forgot I was their to be honest. Shaking the idea out of my head, I walked to my own room and slumped down on my bed. Everything was coming together, Bill, Ford and the portal, everything. It was only a matter of time before the rift was mine. It was only a matter of time before I got everything I could've ever dreamed of or wanted.

Only a matter of time...