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"Ma?... I think I'm ready to be normal- I mean... um. To have Bill back."

@milokitpines

"you are?"

Hesitation, but he nods.

"I think he maybe took... a little bit of me with him? I can't... I mean, maybe I just wasn't anything without him, but I don't feel enough things. I'm not sad... I'm not happy either."

[they nod.]

"...that...sounds like a possibility. i can— we can get you two back together."

"... I will miss the quiet, though... and my uncle not hating me."

"...he shouldnt be hatin' you whether youve got a bill in your brain or not."

"You've seen the future, right?... like me in the future? Is he better, there?"

"...the future is finicky, kiddo. and we dont know if that future is your future."

He nods.

"I... I used to know that."

He rubs his arm uncomfortably.

"I know so much less without him."

[WILHELM puts a hand on his shoulder.]

"..its tough, getting rid of a part of yourself. even if that part of yourself is..so separated from you that it doesnt feel like you. if that.. makes sense."

[oh hey portalle]

He looks up at them. Just a little bit teary eyed.

"... will it hurt?"

#it will :]

"Ma?... I think I'm ready to be normal- I mean... um. To have Bill back."

@milokitpines

"you are?"

Hesitation, but he nods.

"I think he maybe took... a little bit of me with him? I can't... I mean, maybe I just wasn't anything without him, but I don't feel enough things. I'm not sad... I'm not happy either."

[they nod.]

"...that...sounds like a possibility. i can— we can get you two back together."

"... I will miss the quiet, though... and my uncle not hating me."

"...he shouldnt be hatin' you whether youve got a bill in your brain or not."

"You've seen the future, right?... like me in the future? Is he better, there?"

"...the future is finicky, kiddo. and we dont know if that future is your future."

He nods.

"I... I used to know that."

He rubs his arm uncomfortably.

"I know so much less without him."

"Ma?... I think I'm ready to be normal- I mean... um. To have Bill back."

@milokitpines

"you are?"

Hesitation, but he nods.

"I think he maybe took... a little bit of me with him? I can't... I mean, maybe I just wasn't anything without him, but I don't feel enough things. I'm not sad... I'm not happy either."

[they nod.]

"...that...sounds like a possibility. i can— we can get you two back together."

"... I will miss the quiet, though... and my uncle not hating me."

"...he shouldnt be hatin' you whether youve got a bill in your brain or not."

"You've seen the future, right?... like me in the future? Is he better, there?"

"Ma?... I think I'm ready to be normal- I mean... um. To have Bill back."

@milokitpines

"you are?"

Hesitation, but he nods.

"I think he maybe took... a little bit of me with him? I can't... I mean, maybe I just wasn't anything without him, but I don't feel enough things. I'm not sad... I'm not happy either."

[they nod.]

"...that...sounds like a possibility. i can— we can get you two back together."

"... I will miss the quiet, though... and my uncle not hating me."

"Ma?... I think I'm ready to be normal- I mean... um. To have Bill back."

@milokitpines

"you are?"

Hesitation, but he nods.

"I think he maybe took... a little bit of me with him? I can't... I mean, maybe I just wasn't anything without him, but I don't feel enough things. I'm not sad... I'm not happy either."

dippledop-pinetree

"... Hello, you're... a version of Dipper, right?"

He offers a four fingered handshake.

"I'm Milo, Milo Pines."

@milokitpines

Dipper shakes Milo's hand with a smile. "Yeah, I'm one of many. You're from another universe, I presume?"

He nodded. "I exist in very few universes! You're my brother, in my world. Also? You're shorter." He smile. "You go by Dipper, right? Not Mason?"

"... heya! How you been, sixer?"

@milokitpines

Hench squints at Kit "Did you grow since I last saw you?" He laughs a bit "I've- well, things have certainly been improving. I'm happier. How have you been?"

"Maybe a bit! It's been a while." He seemed... mellower, but in a bit of an unsettling way.

He tilts his head, staring.

"Happier? So your Bill is gone?"

"It certainly has.. how have you been?" Concern seeps into his voice.. somethings off.

"Ah, yes! Not entirely. He's not dead but instead out of the picture! I want to find a way to keep him out of the axolotls grasp before finishing the job! I don't want him coming back even if it is as something insignificant"

Hench hates Bill. Maybe it would be safe.

"... He's not me anymore."

Hench's brows furrow "..Could you elaborate?"

"He's not... in my head, and I don't have his powers. Um... my uncle Ford separated me from him."

"That's.. and you wanted the procedure done? How exactly did he go about it? Messing with things like that is extremely dangerous.. and you don't seem quite like yourself at the moment"

"I... agreed to it."

He looks away. He seemed a bit distant.

"I'm not sure what like myself means... at the moment?"

"I would think this is a cause for celebration but you seem more somber.. give yourself some time to adjust, this wasn't a small change. How long ago was the procedure done?"

"I'm happy." He should be happy. "I'm not a freak anymore! I just... confused."

"About a week ago?"

Hench nods "I'm happy for you in that case.. you- being a freak isn't the worst fate"

He pauses "Have you noticed anything positive about the change since it happened?"

"It's... a lot more quiet, in my mind. Not like, I'm stupid- or even slow, just less clutter. It's easier to think a cohesive thought? Without Bill... I wonder if this is how normal people think?"

"... my uncle has been more lenient with me."

"... heya, oreo."

@milokitpines

"Young Kit! How have you been?"

"Holdin' up! End of summer is on it's way, I'm... gonna miss the mystery shack."

"How are you?"

"So... no mkre trying to bring the apocalypse?"

"Good, here, there, everywhere. Trying to play the part of a muse, for real this time"

He shakes his head, "couldn't if I tried."

He snaps, nothing happens. He's grounded. His Bill eye is... gone.

He looks a bit too normal.

"... I bet you're an awesome muse, I'm glad youre not trapped anymore."

"Oh... may I ask what happened?"

"Thank you, my boy. I'm doing my best"

"My uncle... took oit the bill in me, not a big deal. I uh... asked him to." He shrugs.

"How are you being a muse?"

"He... he can do that? It looks... painful"

"Oh, mostly traveling, finding lost people who need a nudge to find themselves. Nothing much, in the grand scheme of things'

"It was."

He shook his head, banishing those thoughts. His uncle saved him. Fixed him.

"I think... what you're doing is really important."

"... can I travel with you today?"

"... heya, oreo."

@milokitpines

"Young Kit! How have you been?"

"Holdin' up! End of summer is on it's way, I'm... gonna miss the mystery shack."

"How are you?"

"So... no mkre trying to bring the apocalypse?"

"Good, here, there, everywhere. Trying to play the part of a muse, for real this time"

He shakes his head, "couldn't if I tried."

He snaps, nothing happens. He's grounded. His Bill eye is... gone.

He looks a bit too normal.

"... I bet you're an awesome muse, I'm glad youre not trapped anymore."

"Oh... may I ask what happened?"

"Thank you, my boy. I'm doing my best"

"My uncle... took oit the bill in me, not a big deal. I uh... asked him to." He shrugs.

"How are you being a muse?"

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

"... I'm not ready."

"no? you need time?"

"What if I'm never ready?"

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

"... I'm not ready."

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

[any tension they mightve had melts away when they see KIT, and he kneels down in front of him.]

"hey.."

[he looks...well, different. his hair is cut shorter, hes got more facial piercings and facial hair, and hes lost a bit of weight, but its him. its mom.]

He reached out, and then drew back. What if... it wasn't his mom anymore? Because Kit was different? Doesn't even... go by Kit right now. That was something the Bill in his used to separate himself from... his humanity.

"You're... you cut your hair."

[they nod.]

"..yeah. I, uh...thought i needed a new look."

[they reach out. she wont touch him if he doesnt want to be touched— they saw how he pulled back— but...yknow.]

"are you okay, kiddo?"

He nodded, but it was hesitant.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be different."

He shuffles closer. He wants comfort from him, but... he's scared.

"..oh, baby.."

[WILHELM wraps their arms around him. theyre so, so very gentle with him.]

He sniffles and hugs back, tight.

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for, kiddo?"

"I let him... I mean, I'm not me anymore..."

"hey."

[they pull back, looking him in the eye.]

"whatever he did, that is— that is not your fault, okay? what did— what did he do to you, baby?"

"He... he took.... Bill out."

[WILHELM goes quiet.]

"..and how did he do it."

[they sound...weirdly calm. so calm.]

"He didn't hurt me."

"tell me how he did it."

"I, um... I sat in a chair, he strapped me down, and put this thing on my head... I got really dizzy, there was some beight lights, a sound... and then it was quiet."

"I passed out when it was over, but when I woke up, he made some cookies."

"and how are you feeling right now?"

[they cup his face.]

[its..hard to tell what theyre thinking.]

"I don't..."

The look in his eyes is confused, a little scared, mostly blank.

"... know."

[they stare at him for a solid minute, thinking for a while, before taking him by the hand.]

"show me where it is."

He tears himself away and steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to see it. just— please?"

"... my uncle is in the house right now, mom. You're... not gonna hurt him, right?"

"no. I need to talk to him, anyways."

[THEYRE NOT MAKING ANY PROMISES.]

Milo grabs Wilhelms sleeve.

"Promise not to hurt him."

[WILHELM purses their lips.]

"..right."

[they want to hurt him. they so, so want to hurt him.]

Milo hesitantly lead them inside, and then down to the basement lab. Where Stanford was. Where the machine was.

... where there was a little red Bill screaming in a jar, off to the side.

"stanford."

Stanford saw them and took at step back. He looked between Kit, and Wilhelm, cleaned his throat, straightened up- he almost offered a handshake, but drew back.

"Hello. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"what did you do."

[they dont make any move to harm him, but that stare is enough of a clue-in for STANFORD that they are not exactly the most pleased.]

[the air feels colder, down here.]

He shivers.

"... I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I only did what was best."

"thats not an answer, ford. and theres no misunderstanding— tell. me. what. you. did."

"I separated this innocent child from Bills influence."

"with his consent? tell me how you did it."

Ford nodded.

"Yes, with his consent- I'm not a monster. In fact, he asked me to help him. I did."

Milo shuffled to the side, ashamed.

"I rewired my mind reading device to used electric shocks to losen the shackles Bill had to this childs mind. I disoriented Bill with small audible signals, and when he appeared, I shoved him in a jar."

[WILHELMS fist flexes. calm doowwnn....caaalm..]

[they turn to MILO, their voice gentle. far more gentle than the tone they had with FORD]

"..why did you want this?"

Milo wouldn't look Wilhelm in the eyes.

"... I was tired of everyone being scared of me. I know I have friends... out there, but in my universe...."

"And he was so loud... I wanted my mind to be my own, I wanted room to think- I- I- I wanted to know who I would be without him!"

He didn't think he would discover that he's nobody without Bill.

"oh, baby..."

[WILHELM kneels down to his level(tall ass—)]

"kiddo, look at me— look at me. please?"

Tears stung his eye and he looked up at Wilhelm.

"I... I just need to adjust to it..."

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"buddy...I dont know if thats gonna be possible.."

"you were— you are perfect. you were perfect before, and you are perfect now. and removing bill, that was— i—"

[they dont know how to explain what theyre feeling.]

He would hug them, but his uncle was standing right there. He was better at keeping himself together... he didn't want Stanford to see him vulnerable.

"... People like me better now..."

"they shouldve liked you before. and— and screw the people who didnt! you werent scary, or— or some threat, or something to be wary about, youre just— youre just a kid. and it shouldnt have— it should not have gotten so bad that you think that getting rid of a part of yourself is the only way to make yourself seem 'likeable'."

"... I wasn't just a kid during weirdmageddon..."

"well that— that doesn't change shit. okay? it— doesnt. you know what you are and always have been to me?"

He looks away from them again.

".... what?"

"an incredibly gifted, incredibly talented, one of a kind kid. a kid who i am so, so proud to call my son."

He stood there trembling, breath shaking... and then finally gave in and hugged Wilhem.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorry."

[WILHELM immediately hugs him back.]

"its okay, baby. its okay. its okay—"

[they hold him tight, looking over at STANFORD.]

Stanford coughs awkwardly.

[they dont like him. they dont like him at all. they can understand his wariness, but this is just a CHILD—]

[they can point out so, so many flaws with this entire 'operation'.]

[but they dont say anything to him. they just keep hugging their boy— because thats what he needs, right now.]

".... mom.... can I stay with you? For a bit?"

"of course..you can— we can stay at pyronicas, yeah? my gravity falls is...currently out of the question."

[theyre looking at STANFORD, watching for any sort of reaction.]

Stanford narrows his eyes.

"As that boys legal guardian, I would like concrete proof that where you're taking my nephew is safe. Especially if its... did you say pyronica?"

Fear flashes in his eyes.

"... I assume your Pyronica was never apart of Bills gang?"

"no. you'd be wrong in assuming that— she was a henchmaniac. but shes different, now. shes not who she used to be."

"and the entire place is safe, by the way. safer than here, I'd say."

".... he's a brilliant boy. I'm proud of him, and I wish for him to be safe."

He offers a handshake.

"Protect him."

[they dont shake his hand.]

"ive proven to be more than capable of that, already. and— while im here.."

[they turn their gaze to the bill in the jar]

Stanford is seething. "I know you triangles can't break deals, so make a deal to me that you'll protect him."

"triangle— thats all it is. 'you triangles'. I am not a shape. take one god damn look at me."

[they stand up, holding MILO. they..havent exactly let go of him.]

"and im not leaving just yet. there is another topic to discuss."

Milo holds onto Wilhelm, burying his face in their shoulder.

Stanford watches nervously.

"What do you need?"

"with my son's consent..I would like to reverse what the machine has done."

"Mom..."

"He doesn't want that, but if he does... hm."

He looks over at the angry Bill in the jar.

"The boy was unstable. If you believe you can put bill back in his mind and keep him sane, be my guest."

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

[any tension they mightve had melts away when they see KIT, and he kneels down in front of him.]

"hey.."

[he looks...well, different. his hair is cut shorter, hes got more facial piercings and facial hair, and hes lost a bit of weight, but its him. its mom.]

"You're... you cut your hair."

[they nod.]

"..yeah. I, uh...thought i needed a new look."

[they reach out. she wont touch him if he doesnt want to be touched— they saw how he pulled back— but...yknow.]

"are you okay, kiddo?"

He nodded, but it was hesitant.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be different."

He shuffles closer. He wants comfort from him, but... he's scared.

"..oh, baby.."

[WILHELM wraps their arms around him. theyre so, so very gentle with him.]

He sniffles and hugs back, tight.

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for, kiddo?"

"I let him... I mean, I'm not me anymore..."

"hey."

[they pull back, looking him in the eye.]

"whatever he did, that is— that is not your fault, okay? what did— what did he do to you, baby?"

"He... he took.... Bill out."

[WILHELM goes quiet.]

"..and how did he do it."

[they sound...weirdly calm. so calm.]

"He didn't hurt me."

"tell me how he did it."

"I, um... I sat in a chair, he strapped me down, and put this thing on my head... I got really dizzy, there was some beight lights, a sound... and then it was quiet."

"I passed out when it was over, but when I woke up, he made some cookies."

"and how are you feeling right now?"

[they cup his face.]

[its..hard to tell what theyre thinking.]

"I don't..."

The look in his eyes is confused, a little scared, mostly blank.

"... know."

[they stare at him for a solid minute, thinking for a while, before taking him by the hand.]

"show me where it is."

He tears himself away and steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to see it. just— please?"

"... my uncle is in the house right now, mom. You're... not gonna hurt him, right?"

"no. I need to talk to him, anyways."

[THEYRE NOT MAKING ANY PROMISES.]

Milo grabs Wilhelms sleeve.

"Promise not to hurt him."

[WILHELM purses their lips.]

"..right."

[they want to hurt him. they so, so want to hurt him.]

Milo hesitantly lead them inside, and then down to the basement lab. Where Stanford was. Where the machine was.

... where there was a little red Bill screaming in a jar, off to the side.

"stanford."

Stanford saw them and took at step back. He looked between Kit, and Wilhelm, cleaned his throat, straightened up- he almost offered a handshake, but drew back.

"Hello. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"what did you do."

[they dont make any move to harm him, but that stare is enough of a clue-in for STANFORD that they are not exactly the most pleased.]

[the air feels colder, down here.]

He shivers.

"... I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I only did what was best."

"thats not an answer, ford. and theres no misunderstanding— tell. me. what. you. did."

"I separated this innocent child from Bills influence."

"with his consent? tell me how you did it."

Ford nodded.

"Yes, with his consent- I'm not a monster. In fact, he asked me to help him. I did."

Milo shuffled to the side, ashamed.

[WILHELMS fist flexes. calm doowwnn....caaalm..]

[they turn to MILO, their voice gentle. far more gentle than the tone they had with FORD]

"..why did you want this?"

Milo wouldn't look Wilhelm in the eyes.

"... I was tired of everyone being scared of me. I know I have friends... out there, but in my universe...."

"And he was so loud... I wanted my mind to be my own, I wanted room to think- I- I- I wanted to know who I would be without him!"

He didn't think he would discover that he's nobody without Bill.

"oh, baby..."

[WILHELM kneels down to his level(tall ass—)]

"kiddo, look at me— look at me. please?"

Tears stung his eye and he looked up at Wilhelm.

"I... I just need to adjust to it..."

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"buddy...I dont know if thats gonna be possible.."

"you were— you are perfect. you were perfect before, and you are perfect now. and removing bill, that was— i—"

[they dont know how to explain what theyre feeling.]

He would hug them, but his uncle was standing right there. He was better at keeping himself together... he didn't want Stanford to see him vulnerable.

"... People like me better now..."

"... I wasn't just a kid during weirdmageddon..."

"well that— that doesn't change shit. okay? it— doesnt. you know what you are and always have been to me?"

He looks away from them again.

".... what?"

"an incredibly gifted, incredibly talented, one of a kind kid. a kid who i am so, so proud to call my son."

He stood there trembling, breath shaking... and then finally gave in and hugged Wilhem.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorry."

[WILHELM immediately hugs him back.]

"its okay, baby. its okay. its okay—"

[they hold him tight, looking over at STANFORD.]

Stanford coughs awkwardly.

[they dont like him. they dont like him at all. they can understand his wariness, but this is just a CHILD—]

[they can point out so, so many flaws with this entire 'operation'.]

[but they dont say anything to him. they just keep hugging their boy— because thats what he needs, right now.]

".... mom.... can I stay with you? For a bit?"

"of course..you can— we can stay at pyronicas, yeah? my gravity falls is...currently out of the question."

[theyre looking at STANFORD, watching for any sort of reaction.]

Stanford narrows his eyes.

"As that boys legal guardian, I would like concrete proof that where you're taking my nephew is safe. Especially if its... did you say pyronica?"

Fear flashes in his eyes.

"... I assume your Pyronica was never apart of Bills gang?"

"no. you'd be wrong in assuming that— she was a henchmaniac. but shes different, now. shes not who she used to be."

"and the entire place is safe, by the way. safer than here, I'd say."

".... he's a brilliant boy. I'm proud of him, and I wish for him to be safe."

He offers a handshake.

"Protect him."

[they dont shake his hand.]

"ive proven to be more than capable of that, already. and— while im here.."

[they turn their gaze to the bill in the jar]

Stanford is seething. "I know you triangles can't break deals, so make a deal to me that you'll protect him."

"triangle— thats all it is. 'you triangles'. I am not a shape. take one god damn look at me."

[they stand up, holding MILO. they..havent exactly let go of him.]

"and im not leaving just yet. there is another topic to discuss."

Milo holds onto Wilhelm, burying his face in their shoulder.

Stanford watches nervously.

"What do you need?"

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

[any tension they mightve had melts away when they see KIT, and he kneels down in front of him.]

"hey.."

[he looks...well, different. his hair is cut shorter, hes got more facial piercings and facial hair, and hes lost a bit of weight, but its him. its mom.]

"You're... you cut your hair."

[they nod.]

"..yeah. I, uh...thought i needed a new look."

[they reach out. she wont touch him if he doesnt want to be touched— they saw how he pulled back— but...yknow.]

"are you okay, kiddo?"

He nodded, but it was hesitant.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be different."

He shuffles closer. He wants comfort from him, but... he's scared.

"..oh, baby.."

[WILHELM wraps their arms around him. theyre so, so very gentle with him.]

He sniffles and hugs back, tight.

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for, kiddo?"

"I let him... I mean, I'm not me anymore..."

"hey."

[they pull back, looking him in the eye.]

"whatever he did, that is— that is not your fault, okay? what did— what did he do to you, baby?"

"He... he took.... Bill out."

[WILHELM goes quiet.]

"..and how did he do it."

[they sound...weirdly calm. so calm.]

"He didn't hurt me."

"tell me how he did it."

"I, um... I sat in a chair, he strapped me down, and put this thing on my head... I got really dizzy, there was some beight lights, a sound... and then it was quiet."

"I passed out when it was over, but when I woke up, he made some cookies."

"and how are you feeling right now?"

[they cup his face.]

[its..hard to tell what theyre thinking.]

"I don't..."

The look in his eyes is confused, a little scared, mostly blank.

"... know."

[they stare at him for a solid minute, thinking for a while, before taking him by the hand.]

"show me where it is."

He tears himself away and steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to see it. just— please?"

"... my uncle is in the house right now, mom. You're... not gonna hurt him, right?"

"no. I need to talk to him, anyways."

[THEYRE NOT MAKING ANY PROMISES.]

Milo grabs Wilhelms sleeve.

"Promise not to hurt him."

[WILHELM purses their lips.]

"..right."

[they want to hurt him. they so, so want to hurt him.]

Milo hesitantly lead them inside, and then down to the basement lab. Where Stanford was. Where the machine was.

... where there was a little red Bill screaming in a jar, off to the side.

"stanford."

Stanford saw them and took at step back. He looked between Kit, and Wilhelm, cleaned his throat, straightened up- he almost offered a handshake, but drew back.

"Hello. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"what did you do."

[they dont make any move to harm him, but that stare is enough of a clue-in for STANFORD that they are not exactly the most pleased.]

[the air feels colder, down here.]

He shivers.

"... I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I only did what was best."

"thats not an answer, ford. and theres no misunderstanding— tell. me. what. you. did."

"I separated this innocent child from Bills influence."

"with his consent? tell me how you did it."

Ford nodded.

"Yes, with his consent- I'm not a monster. In fact, he asked me to help him. I did."

Milo shuffled to the side, ashamed.

[WILHELMS fist flexes. calm doowwnn....caaalm..]

[they turn to MILO, their voice gentle. far more gentle than the tone they had with FORD]

"..why did you want this?"

Milo wouldn't look Wilhelm in the eyes.

"... I was tired of everyone being scared of me. I know I have friends... out there, but in my universe...."

"And he was so loud... I wanted my mind to be my own, I wanted room to think- I- I- I wanted to know who I would be without him!"

He didn't think he would discover that he's nobody without Bill.

"oh, baby..."

[WILHELM kneels down to his level(tall ass—)]

"kiddo, look at me— look at me. please?"

Tears stung his eye and he looked up at Wilhelm.

"I... I just need to adjust to it..."

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"buddy...I dont know if thats gonna be possible.."

"you were— you are perfect. you were perfect before, and you are perfect now. and removing bill, that was— i—"

[they dont know how to explain what theyre feeling.]

He would hug them, but his uncle was standing right there. He was better at keeping himself together... he didn't want Stanford to see him vulnerable.

"... People like me better now..."

"... I wasn't just a kid during weirdmageddon..."

"well that— that doesn't change shit. okay? it— doesnt. you know what you are and always have been to me?"

He looks away from them again.

".... what?"

"an incredibly gifted, incredibly talented, one of a kind kid. a kid who i am so, so proud to call my son."

He stood there trembling, breath shaking... and then finally gave in and hugged Wilhem.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorry."

[WILHELM immediately hugs him back.]

"its okay, baby. its okay. its okay—"

[they hold him tight, looking over at STANFORD.]

Stanford coughs awkwardly.

[they dont like him. they dont like him at all. they can understand his wariness, but this is just a CHILD—]

[they can point out so, so many flaws with this entire 'operation'.]

[but they dont say anything to him. they just keep hugging their boy— because thats what he needs, right now.]

".... mom.... can I stay with you? For a bit?"

"of course..you can— we can stay at pyronicas, yeah? my gravity falls is...currently out of the question."

[theyre looking at STANFORD, watching for any sort of reaction.]

Stanford narrows his eyes.

"As that boys legal guardian, I would like concrete proof that where you're taking my nephew is safe. Especially if its... did you say pyronica?"

Fear flashes in his eyes.

"... I assume your Pyronica was never apart of Bills gang?"

"no. you'd be wrong in assuming that— she was a henchmaniac. but shes different, now. shes not who she used to be."

"and the entire place is safe, by the way. safer than here, I'd say."

".... he's a brilliant boy. I'm proud of him, and I wish for him to be safe."

He offers a handshake.

"Protect him."

[they dont shake his hand.]

"ive proven to be more than capable of that, already. and— while im here.."

[they turn their gaze to the bill in the jar]

Stanford is seething. "I know you triangles can't break deals, so make a deal to me that you'll protect him."

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

[any tension they mightve had melts away when they see KIT, and he kneels down in front of him.]

"hey.."

[he looks...well, different. his hair is cut shorter, hes got more facial piercings and facial hair, and hes lost a bit of weight, but its him. its mom.]

"You're... you cut your hair."

[they nod.]

"..yeah. I, uh...thought i needed a new look."

[they reach out. she wont touch him if he doesnt want to be touched— they saw how he pulled back— but...yknow.]

"are you okay, kiddo?"

He nodded, but it was hesitant.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be different."

He shuffles closer. He wants comfort from him, but... he's scared.

"..oh, baby.."

[WILHELM wraps their arms around him. theyre so, so very gentle with him.]

He sniffles and hugs back, tight.

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for, kiddo?"

"I let him... I mean, I'm not me anymore..."

"hey."

[they pull back, looking him in the eye.]

"whatever he did, that is— that is not your fault, okay? what did— what did he do to you, baby?"

"He... he took.... Bill out."

[WILHELM goes quiet.]

"..and how did he do it."

[they sound...weirdly calm. so calm.]

"He didn't hurt me."

"tell me how he did it."

"I, um... I sat in a chair, he strapped me down, and put this thing on my head... I got really dizzy, there was some beight lights, a sound... and then it was quiet."

"I passed out when it was over, but when I woke up, he made some cookies."

"and how are you feeling right now?"

[they cup his face.]

[its..hard to tell what theyre thinking.]

"I don't..."

The look in his eyes is confused, a little scared, mostly blank.

"... know."

[they stare at him for a solid minute, thinking for a while, before taking him by the hand.]

"show me where it is."

He tears himself away and steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to see it. just— please?"

"... my uncle is in the house right now, mom. You're... not gonna hurt him, right?"

"no. I need to talk to him, anyways."

[THEYRE NOT MAKING ANY PROMISES.]

Milo grabs Wilhelms sleeve.

"Promise not to hurt him."

[WILHELM purses their lips.]

"..right."

[they want to hurt him. they so, so want to hurt him.]

Milo hesitantly lead them inside, and then down to the basement lab. Where Stanford was. Where the machine was.

... where there was a little red Bill screaming in a jar, off to the side.

"stanford."

Stanford saw them and took at step back. He looked between Kit, and Wilhelm, cleaned his throat, straightened up- he almost offered a handshake, but drew back.

"Hello. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"what did you do."

[they dont make any move to harm him, but that stare is enough of a clue-in for STANFORD that they are not exactly the most pleased.]

[the air feels colder, down here.]

He shivers.

"... I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I only did what was best."

"thats not an answer, ford. and theres no misunderstanding— tell. me. what. you. did."

"I separated this innocent child from Bills influence."

"with his consent? tell me how you did it."

Ford nodded.

"Yes, with his consent- I'm not a monster. In fact, he asked me to help him. I did."

Milo shuffled to the side, ashamed.

[WILHELMS fist flexes. calm doowwnn....caaalm..]

[they turn to MILO, their voice gentle. far more gentle than the tone they had with FORD]

"..why did you want this?"

Milo wouldn't look Wilhelm in the eyes.

"... I was tired of everyone being scared of me. I know I have friends... out there, but in my universe...."

"And he was so loud... I wanted my mind to be my own, I wanted room to think- I- I- I wanted to know who I would be without him!"

He didn't think he would discover that he's nobody without Bill.

"oh, baby..."

[WILHELM kneels down to his level(tall ass—)]

"kiddo, look at me— look at me. please?"

Tears stung his eye and he looked up at Wilhelm.

"I... I just need to adjust to it..."

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"buddy...I dont know if thats gonna be possible.."

"you were— you are perfect. you were perfect before, and you are perfect now. and removing bill, that was— i—"

[they dont know how to explain what theyre feeling.]

He would hug them, but his uncle was standing right there. He was better at keeping himself together... he didn't want Stanford to see him vulnerable.

"... People like me better now..."

"... I wasn't just a kid during weirdmageddon..."

"well that— that doesn't change shit. okay? it— doesnt. you know what you are and always have been to me?"

He looks away from them again.

".... what?"

"an incredibly gifted, incredibly talented, one of a kind kid. a kid who i am so, so proud to call my son."

He stood there trembling, breath shaking... and then finally gave in and hugged Wilhem.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorry."

[WILHELM immediately hugs him back.]

"its okay, baby. its okay. its okay—"

[they hold him tight, looking over at STANFORD.]

Stanford coughs awkwardly.

[they dont like him. they dont like him at all. they can understand his wariness, but this is just a CHILD—]

[they can point out so, so many flaws with this entire 'operation'.]

[but they dont say anything to him. they just keep hugging their boy— because thats what he needs, right now.]

".... mom.... can I stay with you? For a bit?"

"of course..you can— we can stay at pyronicas, yeah? my gravity falls is...currently out of the question."

[theyre looking at STANFORD, watching for any sort of reaction.]

Stanford narrows his eyes.

"As that boys legal guardian, I would like concrete proof that where you're taking my nephew is safe. Especially if its... did you say pyronica?"

Fear flashes in his eyes.

"... I assume your Pyronica was never apart of Bills gang?"

"no. you'd be wrong in assuming that— she was a henchmaniac. but shes different, now. shes not who she used to be."

"and the entire place is safe, by the way. safer than here, I'd say."

".... he's a brilliant boy. I'm proud of him, and I wish for him to be safe."

He offers a handshake.

"Protect him."

[LOOK WHOS ARRIVED. ITS THE WILHELM DUPLICATE AND oh theyre pissed. theyre hiding it well on their face but they are PISSED]

[ @ivxliwh ]

Eyes wide.

"... Mom?"

[any tension they mightve had melts away when they see KIT, and he kneels down in front of him.]

"hey.."

[he looks...well, different. his hair is cut shorter, hes got more facial piercings and facial hair, and hes lost a bit of weight, but its him. its mom.]

"You're... you cut your hair."

[they nod.]

"..yeah. I, uh...thought i needed a new look."

[they reach out. she wont touch him if he doesnt want to be touched— they saw how he pulled back— but...yknow.]

"are you okay, kiddo?"

He nodded, but it was hesitant.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be different."

He shuffles closer. He wants comfort from him, but... he's scared.

"..oh, baby.."

[WILHELM wraps their arms around him. theyre so, so very gentle with him.]

He sniffles and hugs back, tight.

"I'm sorry, mom, I'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for, kiddo?"

"I let him... I mean, I'm not me anymore..."

"hey."

[they pull back, looking him in the eye.]

"whatever he did, that is— that is not your fault, okay? what did— what did he do to you, baby?"

"He... he took.... Bill out."

[WILHELM goes quiet.]

"..and how did he do it."

[they sound...weirdly calm. so calm.]

"He didn't hurt me."

"tell me how he did it."

"I, um... I sat in a chair, he strapped me down, and put this thing on my head... I got really dizzy, there was some beight lights, a sound... and then it was quiet."

"I passed out when it was over, but when I woke up, he made some cookies."

"and how are you feeling right now?"

[they cup his face.]

[its..hard to tell what theyre thinking.]

"I don't..."

The look in his eyes is confused, a little scared, mostly blank.

"... know."

[they stare at him for a solid minute, thinking for a while, before taking him by the hand.]

"show me where it is."

He tears himself away and steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

"I need to see it. just— please?"

"... my uncle is in the house right now, mom. You're... not gonna hurt him, right?"

"no. I need to talk to him, anyways."

[THEYRE NOT MAKING ANY PROMISES.]

Milo grabs Wilhelms sleeve.

"Promise not to hurt him."

[WILHELM purses their lips.]

"..right."

[they want to hurt him. they so, so want to hurt him.]

Milo hesitantly lead them inside, and then down to the basement lab. Where Stanford was. Where the machine was.

... where there was a little red Bill screaming in a jar, off to the side.

"stanford."

Stanford saw them and took at step back. He looked between Kit, and Wilhelm, cleaned his throat, straightened up- he almost offered a handshake, but drew back.

"Hello. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?"

"what did you do."

[they dont make any move to harm him, but that stare is enough of a clue-in for STANFORD that they are not exactly the most pleased.]

[the air feels colder, down here.]

He shivers.

"... I believe there's been a misunderstanding. I only did what was best."

"thats not an answer, ford. and theres no misunderstanding— tell. me. what. you. did."

"I separated this innocent child from Bills influence."

"with his consent? tell me how you did it."

Ford nodded.

"Yes, with his consent- I'm not a monster. In fact, he asked me to help him. I did."

Milo shuffled to the side, ashamed.

[WILHELMS fist flexes. calm doowwnn....caaalm..]

[they turn to MILO, their voice gentle. far more gentle than the tone they had with FORD]

"..why did you want this?"

Milo wouldn't look Wilhelm in the eyes.

"... I was tired of everyone being scared of me. I know I have friends... out there, but in my universe...."

"And he was so loud... I wanted my mind to be my own, I wanted room to think- I- I- I wanted to know who I would be without him!"

He didn't think he would discover that he's nobody without Bill.

"oh, baby..."

[WILHELM kneels down to his level(tall ass—)]

"kiddo, look at me— look at me. please?"

Tears stung his eye and he looked up at Wilhelm.

"I... I just need to adjust to it..."

[WILHELM wipes at his tears.]

"buddy...I dont know if thats gonna be possible.."

"you were— you are perfect. you were perfect before, and you are perfect now. and removing bill, that was— i—"

[they dont know how to explain what theyre feeling.]

He would hug them, but his uncle was standing right there. He was better at keeping himself together... he didn't want Stanford to see him vulnerable.

"... People like me better now..."

"... I wasn't just a kid during weirdmageddon..."

"well that— that doesn't change shit. okay? it— doesnt. you know what you are and always have been to me?"

He looks away from them again.

".... what?"

"an incredibly gifted, incredibly talented, one of a kind kid. a kid who i am so, so proud to call my son."

He stood there trembling, breath shaking... and then finally gave in and hugged Wilhem.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorry."

[WILHELM immediately hugs him back.]

"its okay, baby. its okay. its okay—"

[they hold him tight, looking over at STANFORD.]

Stanford coughs awkwardly.

[they dont like him. they dont like him at all. they can understand his wariness, but this is just a CHILD—]

[they can point out so, so many flaws with this entire 'operation'.]

[but they dont say anything to him. they just keep hugging their boy— because thats what he needs, right now.]

".... mom.... can I stay with you? For a bit?"

"of course..you can— we can stay at pyronicas, yeah? my gravity falls is...currently out of the question."

[theyre looking at STANFORD, watching for any sort of reaction.]