Had a dream someone got murdered and the weapon was Bill's heals. I was the detective
He WOULD do that. A sort of twisted cinderellaâcurb stomps a motherfucker with his death-heels, vanishes into the night and leaves behind naught but a shoe in the alleyway.Â
Detective (Dipper? You?): Youâre under arrest!Â
Bill Cipher, posing dramatically in the doorway of his pyramid/themed mansion, fluffy robe dangling off an artful shoulder: Did you bring back my shoe?
Detective: Whâno jackass thats evidence.
Bill Cipher, slamming the door in the Detectiveâs face: Donât come back without it.
















