Billy looked up at the giant, many tentacled beast that had appeared in front of them. On top of having many tentacles, it also had many mouths, all full of sharp, jagged teeth, with blue, saliva colorered tongues flicking over them.
"Fuck if I know! But I tell you what we’re not going to do: we’re not going to sit here trying to figure out how it got here. We’re going to run away from this thing right now!”
((Sooooo I just organized my plot-related rps a bit because I needed to do that. Billy's rps with Wendy are under Wends, his rps with Tambry are under Lavender and his rps with reverse Bill are under, what else? Boring Bill. Hope that helps, haha))
Hey Billy. Or Gus. Not sure which one of you is going to see this message first. Uh, have either of you seen a really tired looking girl with red hair that looks like she doesn't belong in 1929? I think Billy's talked to her before. Her name's Wendy, and she might have shown up sometime in the last couple of days.
"It’s Tambry. Wonder what she wants?"
Gus groaned, but Billy clicked on the email anyway. Suddenly he explained “You have got to be kidding me!”
Gus rolled his eyes “What? Did Tambry make fun of your goat obsession again?” he snorted, annoyed “I swear, I think I’m going to throw that computer into the Bottomless Pit given all the trouble it’s caused us!”
"Actually, Mr. Ass-ume," Billy said, rolling his eye "it’s about exactly what we were talking about."
"What? That Wendy girl?"
"Yes!"
Billy turned the computer toward him and Gus’s jaw fell went loose a little “How did she even know that—-?”
Billy shrugged, and started a reply.
Tambry! Wendy was here!
Billy stopped. ”Why did you stop?” Gus asked.
"I can’t tell her Wendy got lost."
"Why not?"
"She might be Wendy’s friend or something."
"Yeah- exactly! That’s her friend- she deserves to know, even if she won’t like the answer." Billy twisted his face, making it clear he didn’t believe what Gus had to say. "I mean, come on, whadya gonna do, lie to her?"
Billy perked up “That’s a great idea! I’ll lie to her!”
In fact, she’s right here right now, having some pie! Boy, are we having a great time! No need to worry about Wendy. She’s just, yanno, on a vacation.
((Ok, I think I'm breaking the rules here, but here's a post to explain my characters thoughts about what recently happened to them, as well as serving a bridge to the next thing they're going to move onto. It's so freaking long! D: Anyway, tagged the people this pertains to...hope I got all the right ones! Man I am loving this AU- glad you guys like don't mind Billy messing with it!
This posts leads into the current one.
And it leads into this post.))
Gus rushed up the stairs, two at a time. He wasn't the most athletic guy, so he was winded when he got up to the top, but with all the adrenaline coursing through him he didn't pay much notice to that.
Across the hallway was Billy's door and, indeed, smoke seeped out from under the cracks. Also seeping out was the steady stream of Billy's cursing. Gus's heart raced. This was just the reason why the flaxen haired boy was so afraid of the demon living inside Billy- because it made his friend do crazy stuff like this. Really crazy stuff- stuff that put himself and people close to him in danger. He was fearful to go open the door and, indeed, if he was smart, he wouldn't have
Well, Gus was pretty smart. But unfortunately, he was also friend of Billy Mischief: the most interesting guy in Gravity Falls circa 1929, so that superseded any intelligence he may have had.
Gus walked to the door and pushed it open. It was, fortunately, not latched, so he needed only push the wooden door to get it open. Good thing, too, because it was hot to the touch. But fortunately, it hadn't caught on fire- yet.
Indeed, just as Gus has predicted to Tambry, Billy was there, in the middle of crimson blaze. Red flames were all around him- on the timbers of the house, on the bed, on the writing desk, in his clothes- both those hanging up and those one Billy's body. Thank God fire didn't hurt Billy! The magician didn't even seem to notice the flames singing his back.
"Damn her! Damn her damn her damn her! DAMN HIM! GAHHHHHH!" Billy screamed, hurling a fireball conjured from his hands into the far wall, where it caught automatically. Gus tensed. The intelligent part of his brain screamed at him to run away- to let Billy do his own thing. Once again, this part went ignored.
"Billy, STOP!" Gus shouted.
The magician turned around, and noticed Gus for the first time. "Gus." It was simply a statement- no emotion in it. He shut his eye and appeared to concentrate for a moment. "I. Just. Can't. See. Her! Hell damn it! WHERE IS SHE?"
She? She? She-who? What girl or woman could have inspired such rage in his empowered friend? His blood felt cold as he feared the she in the equation might be Ricky. Was- was Billy finally going crazy and swearing to hurt her?
Billy sat down on his flaming bed, not even paying attention to the inferno. He buried his face in his hands. "I can't see her anywhere. DAMNIT. What good are all these eyes if they're not good for ANYTHING?"
Gus didn't know what Billy was talking about, but he had to get this to stop. "Billy!" He had to shout, because the flames were sucking in air and cracking and making kind of a racket. "Stop the fire!"
"Why should I?!" Billy also yelled over the rude flames.
"Because- ouch!" They were starting to creep onto the doorframe- and out into the hall! "Because most fire hurts most people! Do you remember that, Billy?"
Gus knew Billy had forgotten. He was always forgetting this fact. But Billy shouted back "So?!"
"So, I wanna come in and talk to you!"
"I don't want ya in here!"
"Billy, if you don't stop this fire, the whole Shack will burn down!"
"So?!"
"So? Billy, you live here!"
"So?!"
"And Ricky and I live here two! And neither of us have any other place to go! So if you burn the shack down, we're gonna be homeless! D'ya wanna make us homeless, Billy?!"
Billy finally looked up. His eyes met those of Gus, who was creeping down the hall, trying to stay away from the flames. The magician put his hand up in the air and made a kind of gesture. Then, quicker than they had approached, the flames retreated back. They went into Billy's room as if sucked in by a vacuum. All of them- those on the window frame, those in the closet, those on the bed- all of them. They leaped up into Billy's right hand and simply, disappeared.
Gus waited for Billy's okay that the fire was all out before he stepped into the blackened room. What a disaster-clothing turned to ash, the floor, ceiling and walls turned black, everything smelling of burnt timber. Gus pulled his shirt up over his nose as he came in.
Billy wasn't looking at him. Funny- the guy looked like the heroic survivor of some big disaster. His shirt had been almost entirely burnt off- only some scraps on his arms and shoulders remaining. There wasn't a burn on him. Gus shouldn't have been surprised. Billy's head hung from his shoulders.
Gus came as close as he dared to the bed, trying not to breathe in the smoke that lingered. "Wanna talk about it, Pal?"
Billy shook his head "Not really. I just want to-" he shut his eye again, and again, that angry expression crossed his face. This time, though, Billy seemed to remember himself, and the anger that could have elicited more flames was doused in frustration and self loathing. "I want to...I WANT TO KILL HIM THAT'S WHAT!"
Gus backed away. This suddenly outburst surprised him, but he bit his lip and pressed forward "Billy! You can't kill anyone! It's against the law!"
Billy responded to this by laughing. It was his signature maniacal cackle and it reverberated through the house. "The law!" he scoffed, as if it was the punchline to a bad joke.
Gus then coughed a great deal "Billy, can we move to somewhere less- charred?"
Billy shut his eye, then snapped his fingers. There was a flash of light, and suddenly the ruined bedroom was gone- replaced by the cozy kitchen at the other side of he house. Gus could still smell that burnt timber scent, but it might have just been the lingering ash on his and Billy's clothing. Billy had sat them both around the table. He could be extremely precise in his teleporting like that- especially now that he had dozens of eyes to look with and get the landings right.
"Bill Cipher." Billy said once they were settled.
Gus blinked "What?"
Billy sighed. "Grab something to drink, Gus. This is a really long story." He ran his fingers through his hair and blew out air between his lips. "I've been doing a lotta stuff on the internet that I haven't been telling ya guys."
Ugh. That internet thing again. Just the idea that Billy had a toy he could use to communicate with the future with was a little unnerving. The fact that it had just shown up in their house, with no explanation of how it had gotten there, was even more creepy. Even if it had cute 21st century girls and Donkey Kong, the internet still wasn't something to be trifled with- not in Gus's opinion.
"But still. Bill Cipher? Are you having another one of your breakdowns? Have you forgotten who you are? Do you have the amulet on?"
Billy reached his hand under his shirt and retrieved the said amulet. He let it dangle from his fingers a few seconds, allowing Gus to get a good look at it, before putting it back.
"No, I'm not crazy. But you'll probably think I am anyway. Gus, there are other me's."
"What?" Gus asked, dumbfounded.
Billy opened his mouth, but swallowed the unsaid words. He instead snapped his fingers. There was a flash of bluish light and the computer was in front of them, still showing the chat window- now inactive as Tambry had signed off. Billy clicked out of this and turned it the machine to him, typed a url, then turned it back to Gus to look at. "That's his blog."
Gus studied the page. "Billy- this guy is nothing like you! He has Latin all over his blog, and black, and these quotes and demons and insanity and stuff..."
"Exactly. He's the opposite of me."
Gus stared at him, uncomprehending.
Billy sighed an rolled his eyes "Right. You don't know. Well, there's this other universe. It's like, just like ours, but not." He shrugged "Everybody there is like, the opposite of what they should be. Like, I'm really boring and pretentious." Billy gestured to the computer.
Gus continued to stare.
"I need to kill this Bill Cipher."
"Erm. Why?" Gus asked, completely set out to drift.
"Because of Wendy."
Gus raised an eyebrow "Wendy? The Northwest's maid?"
Billy shook his head "Wendy Corduroy. She's- I dunno- maybe Jersey's great-great grandkid? Except, she's the opposite of her. Sorry. I'm getting you really confused. Like, I heard her say the original Wendy was a tomboy who was really lazy."
Gus groaned. What the heck was Billy on about now? Wait a minute. Was that that girl from the future Billy was kind of sort of dating? The one who was always talking to him about goats and skeletons and stuff? Who Billy had never even talked to in person?
Yeah, Ricky thought that that whole situation was awful weird.
Billy went on "Bill...he kind of, has it out for her, I guess." Billy then related how he had started talking to this girl. They had bonded because Billy had just lost an eye, and so had she. Though it was clear he was skipping around a lot.
"But what does Wendy have to do with you from another universe? How did she get on his- I mean your- bad side?"
Billy shrugged "She apparently 'got his attention'. Then he moved into her house and started making her sick."
"How did he do that?"
Billy shrugged "I'm not sure, but I guess he did a lot of magic on her- like Multi-Bear magic- you know, the kind that effects the way things are. Like he ate all her food so she started to starve, and then put her to sleep all the time and- I don't know what else. All I know is she hates him.
Gus sighed, "So, you wanna kill him because Wendy doesn't like him?
Billy shook his head "Ya couldn't be farther from the truth. No Gus, I don't care what Wendy thinks about Bill. But Bill tricked me into hurting her, and..." he sighed "I mean, she hates me now. And I just, have to do something..."
"So, you want to kill him because you think that will make Wendy like you?"
Billy smacked his hands on the table "No! That's not it at all! Besides," he crossed his arms, angry with himself, "It doesn't matter what she thinks. She's as good as dead."
"What? What d'ya mean? Did Bill kill her?"
"No." Billy sighed heavily "I did."
"What?"
Billy sighed "She was really sick. Then I did some magic on her and she got more sick." He buried his face in his hands "Then she ran away, and I tried to follow her, but she did some magic of her own and-" he threw his hands up in the air "and I can't find her now!
Gus stared, wide eyed, then shook his head "You said she was from another universe! How did you do magic on her?!?"
"Oh, Bill gave her to me."
"What do you mean, he gave her to you?"
Billy shrugged "To practice on. Only I guess he didn't want her back, because he didn't take her back." He rubbed his beard "Or maybe he plans to go after her later. I don't know."
Gus rubbed his temples. Once again, Billy was five leaps away and Gus was attempting to keep up "Billy- are you telling me that this guy-" he gestured to the blog "has the power to send things through only time but to other universes as well?"
"Well, yeah, of course he can! He's me in the future, so he like, can do everything I can do, but 10 ten times better."
Gus's heart was started to race "And you didn't think that the fact that there was a powerful demon from another universe who can pop in at any moment was important to tell Ricky and me?!?!"
Billy sighed, "I didn't want ya to worry. Like you are now..."
"You're damn right I'm worrying!" Gus exclaimed. "If this guy did all these bad things to this girl because he got her attention, what do you think he'll want to do to the three of us if when you inevitably start pissing him off?!?!"
Billy chuckled dryly "Yanno, Gus, it's funny ya should talk about 'inevitability'..."
Both boys attention was taken when the computer chimed an alarm. Billy was the first to get to the machine. Gus grumbled, "Honestly, Billy, do you really think this is the best time to check your e-mail?"
Billy startles as she lays he head on him, then studies her for a while. He considers waking her, but shrugs. She probably needs her rest. That being said, Billy can only sit here and be her pillow for so long until he gets antsy and wants to get up…
Since I realize that fiddle-demon joke probably soared right over your head, I figured it's my duty to educate you.
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