13|Knife And Fork

Dipper's P.o.v

       "So, there are tiers? In which you are at the very top of the tiers, which makes you utterly unpredictable?" I questioned, tapping my pen on the clipboard in concentration. Bill groaned, floating back and forth.

       "Yes Pinetree! Can't you leave now!? I'd rather stay in here than-" I click the pen again. He snatched the pen frantically.

        "THAN the constant clicking of this disgusting stick device! What is this thing for annoyance?! I had thought Shooting Star was the annoying one."        Bill studied the item, but it was pretty funny to see. He knew almost nothing about humans at all. Maybe that is how he lost Weirdmageddon in the first place. He thought of us as 'meatsacks' as he calls us with no smarts superior to his. He looked away, and sighed, floating back. I think he heard me.

      "One more question, okay?" I murmured. He turned to me.

      "Fine."

      "Is it possible...that you can acually truly be happy with us?..Like you can keep making Mabel happy. You can help me with the answers to everything. Of life itself. Maybe..you can change..like Mabel said you could..

       Is that so much to hope for?" I start, looking at him. For a split second, he actually thought about it.

       "Kid, don't you get anything? We are enemies. Humans are my enemies! She- Well she- It..IT. doesn't matter!" Bill yelled at my face. I flinched and back away. He laughed insanely, clutching his triangle stomach.

       "See?! You are afraid of ME. I am never getting out of here! *laughs* Never!" Bill exclaimed happily, but it wasn't out of pure happiness. I just stay in silence. His expression turned down, and grabbed his top hat as he squeezed it frantically.

       "HAAHAHA! I'm going insane in here! Than I already am! These emotions- These Hehehe...hehe.." I stand there with a shocked expression on my face. I slowly back away as he fell on the floor. I could barely see if he even was on the floor by his weird 2 dimensional shape. I turn away, tiptoeing away to the floor. One. Two.

       "Now, where do you think your going?" A dark voice was heard in my ear. I go wide eyed as a hand touched my shoulder. The thing was...it felt..weird. I slowly turn around.

       And I couldn't believe what I saw.

       Bill was human. I could tell what he was acually feeling. He frowned with a concentrated look on his face. He was suprizingly tall. Taller than me by at least a inch. At first, I had to back up before I ran face first on him. I stare wide eyed. Every move he made, I couldn't believe. He puts his arms on his sides with a clever smirk on his face.

       "Didn't expect that, did you?" He replied. My mouth drops. He did the honors of pulling my chin up to face his eye. Blinking quickly, I slap him away.

       "H..HOW...How did this happen?!" I practically yelled at him. He grabs my wrist and throws me back, as I fell back first to the floor.

       "You are so stubborn. Relax kid. I told you-what you needed to know so back off." Bill yelled darkly. He chuckled lightly, narrowing his eye. I pant and slowly get up, putting my hands up.

       "Bill..listen. You...You are NOT intimidating me..a..alright?" I stand tall, narrowing my eyes, and straightening my hat. I clench my fist to just at least keep my anger towards Bill. He smirked and stepped forward. I almost back up, but keep my posture. He stepped again until he made complete eye contact with me. I could feel my eyes tremble at the sight.

       "*sigh* Hey, manning up seriously makes you look like a 10 year old trying not to cry over something as simple as a adults immediate stare. It's not fooling anyone, Pinetree-"

       "You don't know anything! And I'm totally manly! Your not fooling anyone that your still the same demon I feared all these years." I yelled, pouting and crossing my arms. He grinned and rolled his eye.

       "Aww I'm so touched! Why thank you!" He put his hand to his heart. I groan and storm back and forth, my hand to my chin. All he did was watch smugly. I sparked an idea. 'Mabel. She should be home. All she wanted was for me and Bill to get along. If she trusts me with that, maybe I could get SOMETHING out of her. At least something. But...how can I convince her?..'

       "Maybe I could be of assistance, Pinetree. But, I got to get out of here. You think your up for that?" Bill called mockingly with a innocent smile, although he definitely wasn't innocent at all. I sigh heavily and look him straight in the eye.

●TimeSkip●

Tyler's P.o.v

       "This is your home? Looks comfy!" I exclaimed, studying the Shack very, very closely. The aura..this place just doesn't seem right.

       "Well, my home is back in California, but if you want you can stay a bit before leaving if that's okay?" She asked questionably. I scoff in my head. Course it's alright. Nothing better for me to do exactly.

       "Yes, yes it's fine. Whatever you say or want- Where- I mean- Is their anyone that maybe..came over here to stay? A certain strange guy orrr?" I drag on, intrigued. She hums and sighs with a smile on her face. She turned to me.

       "Nope! Why would you say that?" She asked, as we both made our way to the front door.

       "Wondering or something. Open the door. I am exhausted.." I say with a hint of sarcasm. She didn't notice, like people do, and opened the door.

Bill's P.o.v

       I straighten my bow tie as Pinetree sighs and mumbles to himself.

       "Remember Bill. You prove you can be at least decent for the night, then..*sigh* maybe I can consider letting you stay in the Shack, FOR NOW." Pinetree said, sadly trying to be tough. Fortunately, I'm naturally terrifying. I smile and cross my now human arms. He made me stay human for now, many agonizing reasons. Another price to be somewhat free.

       "I got it. I can be decent. Let's gets this over with! If I find one person I can't stand, I will burst!" I yelled in frustration.               I hate these emotions. So much. Pinetree was about to say something, but a knock on the door prevented it. Shooting Star probably. I look over as the door opens.

       "Dipper! Bill?! Aww Dip you talked to him! I'm sooo happy!" Shooting Star busted out, hugging Dipper. She ran and hugged me, which made me utterly frozen and uncomfortable. I groan and push her away, but she giggled.

       "I see the life of the party has already arrived.." A voice smugly butted in. I turn and went wide eyed. It sounded so familiar. why?! It sounded like HIM. I just can't stand the voice. I growl and stomp forward, eyeing the strange colored kid in concentration. Now that I look at him, he looks weak compared to anyone. I can throw him in the trashcan later.        He smiled and waved with a gleeful twitch on his face. Both Pines give weird looks, but I don't care. He seemed..dark. I had this feeling. The boy laughed and patted my shoulder like I was his friend and turned to the twins, spreading his arms out in happiness.

        "WELL! Let's get this dinner party started! How can I help? Is it okay if I stay for a bit?" The boy asked. A little too friendly for my taste. I sneer.

       "Sorry I'm allergic to colors. And your face in general. Your going to have to leave." I say cheerfully, pushing him out the door. Shooting Star stops me and blocks the door with a tiny frown.

       "Bill! Don't be rude! Tyler, it's okay. Come in. Sit down." She replied grabbing his hand and motioned him over. I hiss and clench my fists. Dipper went wide eyed and snapped shut. He better be quiet. Why am I so possessive? No clue, but. 'Color boy'. Has. To. Go.

       Moments later, Pinetree and Shooting Star set the table into such a beautiful setting. It was too good for 'Brainless Tylers' lazy mess. Shooting Star then grabbed my hand and dragged me to the table, making me sit on the end. On the other side, on the end sat Tyler. His elbow on the table with his hand on his chin, looking completely bored out of his mind. I scoff. Anything could be fun if you TRIED. Geez. Shooting Star snapped me out of my thoughts, clapping as we all turn to her.

       "Me and Dip are going to make something special for you both, okay? Make yourselves comfortable!" She exclaimed. I gape and huff, pointing to him rudely.

       "This guy?! A complete stranger?! What are we, playmates?!" I yelled. By her face, I stop and cross my arms.

       "Tyler, this is Bill! Bill, this is Tyler! Happy now? Please Bill, give him a chance like I am." She calmly stated. Pinetree grabbed Shooting Star and they both leave me and this kid to talk.

●TimeSkip●

       It's been merely 5 minutes and it feels like a eternity. This kid is staring at me like I'm a murderer..Well in which I am. I smile sarcastically at him and he looks away to the window. I sigh. Here's goes everything.

       "So, Diller right? Yeah yeah, don't correct me. What intentions do you have with this place?" I sneer darkly. He pipes up quietly.

       "Tyler Jackson at your service. Or more so, I don't owe you anything-" He started. I interrupted quickly.

       "I really do try to see the best in you, but seriously..you are making it too hard to even make me convinced myself I can like you at all." I hummed, smirking. Tyler slammed his fists on the table which startled me a bit.

       "Okay try again, but this time use your big boy words." He said upbeat like I was a child. That ticked me off. I narrow my eye and slowly clap.

       "Tell me-" I start. We both slowly sit back down.

       "Is being brainless a skill or are you just gifted?" I hyped up to him, resting my hand on my chin. He gaped and laughed angerly, slowly reaching for a knife that was placed. He chuckled and clutched it. I laugh and slowly go for the fork. We stay in eye contact.

Mabel's P.o.v

       "Maybe this is a new start to something awesome!!!" I exclaimed happily. Dipper smiled.

       "Mabel, one day of him being decent isn't going to get my trust..but I'm trying. Who knows? Maybe I'm wrong." Dipper shrugs and turns back to the table. I do too. I mentally aw.

       "Awww omggg!!!! They are bonding, Dipper! So cute! See Dipdot? They are fine." I reply. Dipper opened the cover and took out a container and shook it. I beam up.

Bill's P.o.v

       "WHY am I not suprized?! Always someone trying to get on my bad side." I clutch the tables end. He tossed the knife and caught it in his hand.

       "OH...Really? Your bad side?? Listen, don't let this get out of hand before...things get hm..interesting." Tyler says calmly, resting his feet on the table.

       "I'd agree with you, but then we would both be wrong, wouldn't we?"

       "STOP IT NOW. LISTEN YOU YELLOW INSECURE NACHO. You cannot tell me what to do! Your foolish to think so!" Tyler's eyes gave a red color before returning to hazel. I walk up to him and kneel down. He clutched the knife for dear life.

       "Oh Kill Cipher. At long last. How's it been brother? Still a annoying waste of space?" I reply, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground. He groans and stands back up, wobbling for balance.

       "Bill, your getting slow! Took a while didn't it?" He looked up and his eyes return led to the red slits I remember. I grin, rotating around the table. He did the same, studying my very move.

       "At least I don't coward in another human!" I yelled, motioning to himself.

       "Oh this isn't a human! Wait..*laughs* You! You thought I was real!? Course not! I'm here to make your life a living curse! Maybe I should start with the cute girl-" he states, before I ran and grabbed his collar. He coughed, and chuckled.

       "Hey, Tyler? Bill?" A voice called from the kitchen. I hear footsteps and we both ran back to our seats. Shooting Star stood there, and smiled. We did the same like everything was fine.

       "The food is almost ready! Want anything else?" She asked. I kept quiet but Kill nodded.

       "Yes, can I please get some...chips?" He asked. I was too confused.

       Moments later, he opened them and studied the plain dorito chip. Mentally, I shout under my breath.

       "Whoa easy there with the yelling, nacho!" Kill says, grabbing a fistful of chips and shoves it in his mouth. I cringe and shiver. He smirked back.

       "I LOVE these human foods! So? What's the word?" He droned on. I narrow my eye. He snapped the chip in half.

       "Delightful. Like a dream too!" Kill reasoned, snapping the chip and crushing it to bits. I groan. Keep it in...keep it in..

       "Mabel is soo cute isn't she?" He replied. I go wide eyed, feeling my face get hot.

       "SHE IS MY SHOOTING STAR." I say darkly. He grins.

      "Yours? She is yours?"

       "I..I..uh..No..Well..not..BE QUIET." I start loudly, my face getting warm.

       "Haha, she will never like you. She loves me forever...and ever...and we will be sooo happy together. Your basically nothing to her." He enucidated back to me.

       "THAT IS IT!" I snap, launching at him at full speed. I grab his neck and strangle him rapidly. Loud clangs as Kill smirked and yelled. I laugh and sneer in happiness. His eyes darted quickly until he stopped. No movement. He started crying?..

       "M...Mabel! He is h..hurting me! Please! I just told him how nice it was to meet!" He screamed. I went wide eyed, and take shallow breaths. Slowly turned around, Shooting Star and Pinetree clearly see me strangling the poor kid.

       "BILL!"

       "Mabel I told you he is going to always be a jerk!"

       "This guy is a pointless human! He is manipulating you! You just so clueless-!" I yelled, but I couldn't believe what she said.

      "STOP IT!!! How can I trust you Bill?! You make it impossible! You insulted humans for unicorns sake! NO WONDER NO ONE CARES!" She shouted loudly. Everyone gasped. I back once. She covered her mouth quickly, tearing up.

       "Bill..."

       "..."

       "Bill please!"

       There was nothing left to say. I'm a disappointment like always for these humans. It doesn't even matter. I quickly run up the stairs and didn't ever look back.

-2538 Words-

//Authors Note:Two boys after the same girl. Wonder what can go wrong.. Anyways, Stay tuned! Have a wonderful day, Wattpaders!!!//