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👀 I want to hear more about this Bill AU

You were the very first person to send me an ask about the Bill AU, and it was an open-ended question, so I've been saving your ask special for... a fanfic. IDK how often or how much I'm gonna write actual full fic for this AU but for now, here: the first half of Bill's reunion with the Pines family. (Attempted murder included.)

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February 25, 2013

The vengeful demon standing in the door of the Mystery Shack possessed only four items in the universe:

Two safety pins.

A time tape tied around his waist like a belt.

And a tunic he'd fashioned himself in the style of an ancient Greek Ionic chiton, folded and pinned so perfectly that the wearer must have seen them thousands of years ago when they were at the height of fashion.

Soos couldn't identify an authentic Ionic chiton. All he could tell was that the lady at the door was wearing a toga made out of a bright purple Pony Heist children's bedsheet.

Soos laughed, flashing the tourist a double thumbs up. "Hey! Awesome toga. That should really be like a thing. Imagine if we all wore togas. We could just wake up, roll our bedsheets around us like a burrito, and go out!"

Distractedly, the tourist answered, "Careful, you can't tell when Big Fashion is listening in."

"Haha. Who?"

The tourist didn't reply, and she hadn't looked at Soos once; instead, her gaze was darting around the shop searchingly.

"Are you shopping for something specific?" Soos asked with his best customer service voice. "Post cards? Snow globes? Weird taxidermy thingamajigs? Pants?"

"Where are the Pines?" the tourist asked, casting a sharp look at the "employees only" door, then the vending machine.

"Oh, Mr. Pines! The original Mr. Mystery! Heh—he actually retired a few months ago. The Mystery Shack's under new management!" Soos planted his fists on his hips and puffed up his chest. "It's me, I'm the new management."

"But where are they?" the tourist pressed.

"Uhh, he and his bro are somewhere in South America, I think? Some place called... Redacted. But hey, if you really wanna meet him in person, in his last letter he said they might visit for like spring break if the kids can make it up. First week in April!"

"First week in April," the tourist muttered, glancing away from Soos, thoughtfully fiddling with the time tape wrapped around her waist.

"Oh, dude! I've tried to use a tape measure as a belt too! Haha! It worked great, until I bumped the button and it retracted. Yeesh. Hey, do you want a fur belt? We sell fur belts now." Soos turned away, rummaging through the new display next to the t-shirts. "They're all ethically sourced from recycled materials! I bought a bunch of old rugs from the Northwest Mansion to slice up."

Soos grabbed up a fuzzy pink belt. "Check it, I think this is unicorn hide or something. Bet it'd go so good with that Pony Heist toga..."

The tourist had vanished in thin air.

Soos looked around. "Huh." He stuck the belt on a shelf beneath the cash register, in case she decided she wanted it later.

Once all the other visitors had left for the day, and Soos was left alone to clean up, he glanced around the shop nervously. "Is anyone there?" He lifted his broom like a samurai sword. "Hello? Big Fashion?"

Nothing answered. He shrugged and kept sweeping.

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April 1, 2013

A vengeful demon who possessed nothing but two safety pins, a time tape belt, and a purple Pony Heist bedsheet tunic stood in the center of the Mystery Shack gift shop.

Which was weird, because Soos hadn't heard the door and she totally hadn't been there a moment ago.

"Oh hey! Toga Lady!" Soos turned to Wendy, who was picking up a few bucks as a temp worker handing the spring break tourists. "It's Toga Lady. She came in like a month ago. The toga's cool, right? I think it's cool."

Wendy glanced up, choked back a laugh, and scrambled to grab her phone for a picture.

"So, where are the Pines?" Toga Lady asked, with an edge of impatience.

"Oh, dude, did you come all they way back here to meet them? I'm sorry, the Mr. Pineses didn't make it. They couldn't get a flight out of Atlanta." Soos stopped, frowned, and pulled a water-stained letter from his pocket to double check. "Sorry, Atlantis. Something about a siege of sirens?"

"They would pick now to invade," Toga Lady muttered. "I suppose the children aren't here."

How did she know about the children? Maybe she'd visited last summer and remembered them? Like, early summer, before Pony Heist came out. Soos would have remembered the toga. "Naw, heh. They went to Roswell."

"Oh, cool," Wendy said distractedly, busy texting Toga Lady to everyone she knew. "Checking out the competition."

"Yeah, Dipper's sending me like a billion pictures of the alien museum."

"Well," Toga Lady snapped, "when are they showing up?"

Soos was beginning to get the impression that Toga Lady was less an admiring fan, and more one of those customers. All the same, he said, "June first, for sure. That's when the kids get here for summer break so the Mr. Pineses are coming too. Definitely. Promise."

She rolled her eyes—one of them twitched, like she'd gotten something in it and was struggling to keep it open—but said, "All right, fine! June. What's the difference?" She trudged to the door and leaned next to it by the snow globe shelves, fiddling with her belt, as if she was settling in to wait right there for the next two months.

Soos frowned—she might drive off tourists, blocking the door like that—but said, "Oh! While you're here, I thought you might be interested in this belt." He reached past Wendy to grab it from beneath the cash register. "I didn't get a chance to show you last time before—"

He looked toward the door. She was gone. "Huh. Did you see Toga Lady leave?"

Wendy shrugged. "Wasn't looking."

"Huh." Soos replaced the belt. At least he knew when he'd see her next.

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June 1, 2013

"What's with the belt?" Stan asked.

"Oh! It's for a regular." Soos pointed with both hands down at the fuzzy pink belt peeking beneath his suit jacket. "I think she's comin' today. She wanted to meet the original Mr. Mystery."

"Hey, an admirer!" Stan mysteriously grew two inches as his posture spontaneously improved. "Is she cute?"

"Uh... if you like bedsheet togas?"

"Ooh, a party girl."

Over by the shop's glass display case, Ford said, "These are new," and lifted a jar with an alien fetus suspended in green goo.

"Oh, yeah!" Soos said. "Dipper sent me like, a billion keychains of these little alien guys from Roswell. So I started filling Abuelita's empty spice jars with aliens and lime jello. Cool, huh? It looks like we stole them from a secret government lab or something."

Stan laughed, slinging an arm around Soos. "Listen to this! Brilliant! I knew I put the right guy in charge."

Soos grinned goofily. "Aw, gee, Mr. Pines..." A flash of purple caught the corner of his eye. Toga Lady was leaning next to the door by the snow globe shelves, fiddling with her belt.

Here was a chance to show off his great business instincts with Stan watching. Time to make a sale. "Oh, hey, Toga Lady! I didn't hear you come in! Still rockin' Pony Heist, huh? Hey, I've been trying to show you this belt I think you'll like..."

But she wasn't listening to him. Her gaze was fixed on the Pines twins' backs. As Soos watched, her expression darkened, and her grin widened.

The vengeful demon reached past the snow globes, snatched up a heavy "mysterious green crystal cluster ($250)" made of glued-together broken glass, and heaved it up over his head. "Hey, Sixer!" Face contorted in a snarl of a smile, he turned the cluster over, sharp broken shards pointing downward. "Welcome home!"

Bill Cipher swung the glass weight down toward Ford's head.

(If you wanna keep reading, all chapters are right here!)

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The buss was always quiet in your other school, but this was just chaos... Two kids where literally mauling echother, and a few were recording and some trying not to get mauled themselves. Like what? How did this bullshit start you just got on the buss! You sighed and fixed the strap on your backpack, ready to just plow these guys over to get to a seat. But you didnt want to get in trouble on your first day now will you?

So you had opted to wait for the buss driver to say something. Which eventually come, loudly. "AKAZA, DOUMA FOR THE LAST TIME STOP TAKING UP THE ISLE! YOU CAN MAUL ECHOTHER LATER JUST NOT ON MY BUSS!". Mr Urokodaki aka the buss driver had yelled at the two. So that's those twos names.

You could hear distant sounds of laughter and the occasional 'ooh y'all got in trouble!... Again-' wait this was normal?-

"Im sorry for those kids behaviors, they do this like- every other week. Now go sit down kiddo, before we arrive late." Mr. Urokodaki had said, pointing to the back of the buss. And that's when you noticed that the fight had entirely cleared up. Well that was fast? But you had shook off the thought and decided to try and get to the back as fast as humanly possible. Which was pretty easy, untill a hand flew up. They seemed that they wanted you to sit with them, what a shocker! So you decided to sit with them to not be rude.

"Why hello there! My name's Kyojuro Rengoku, what's yours?" you almost died at how loud this guy was, but you finally got to see his face. Which kinda shocked you a bit. Red and orange eyes, same for the hair that looked to mimick fire, the everlasting smile and stair that was .. intimidating to you.

"Oh, hello my name's (Y/N) (L/N), also Françé?" You asked, hoping one person can share your native dialect. But he just raised one of his eyebrows which discouraged you. 'Why would anyone be french anyways?' You thought as Rengoku just smiled wider somehow. "Im sorry if I had made you think if your the only one here with that language! But I don't know who else could speak it so I'm sorry!" He said enthusiastically, wow that makes it so much better. "No no, I'm sorry for asking! I'm in Japan so why would anyone speak that?" You said as you scratched the back of your head. A bit uncomfortable at the unblinking stare he had on you.

"Its alright!" He still yelled. "And I haven't heard of you around here! So are you new here!?" He said as he continued to be in owl mode. Smile as bright as ever. "Y-yeah, soo-","Of course I'll show you around! I'm honored to help a fellow student out!" He interrupted, wait how the fUck did he know what you were gonna say? Like is this man's reading my m I n d? Welp time to delete my brains search history.

"Alright?" You said, weirded out a bit. As you usually did things by yourself most of the time. But I guess you just have to suck it up and socialize.

So the entire buss ride was summed up to Rengoku, or Kyojuro. Which he told you to call him by that, talking the whole damn way. Like this dude didn't even stop to breathe. Though he kinda just rambled on about the school- also he was student council president too, which you could see why. But you don't personally seeing yourself being best friends with this guy, but would it hurt to just be friends?

" Alright were here. Now get out!" Mr. Urokodaki had yelled, clearly done with everyone's bullshit. Then everyone started to stampede out of the buss.

'Aight, time to die-' You internally prepared yourself to jump into the mass of students. But Kyojuro had seemingly invaded your minds privacy again and pulled you closer to himself. "Hah, don't try. Trust me they don't pay attention!" He said, and on que a person groaned as they were shoved into a seat. "Alright." You said as you scooted to your original spot. It also didn't take long before it cleared up and the other students who were also sitting started to leave as well.

" Alright Kyojuro, i think I'll just go-""WAIT!" You jumped, other students looked at the two of you before going back to what they were doing. "Let me see your schedule, i want to see if we share any classes!" Kyojuro said. A bright smile widening as you begrudgingly zipped open your plain backpack and brought out the piece of paper. Not even surprised when Kyojuro snatched it from your hand and excitedly looked at the contents.

But to no surprise he sighed. "We only have one class together..." He said uncharacteristically quite. You sighed as you got up. Kyojuro fallowing suit, "hey which class was it?" You said as he handed your paper back. He then gave you yet another smile. "No spoilers!" Kyojuro said. Already taking a liking to you. He felt the two of you would be great friends!

"Thats either a good or bad thing." Walking off of the bus felt nice. As sitting down for so damn long dose give you tension am I right. "Hey!" Kyojuro yelled but you had already taken off. Finally entering the school, which seemed to be a lot different then your old one. There were lockers lining the walls, which probably ment no cubbies filled with two or three backpacks that look the same. Which was a relief. But you felt guilty leaving Kyojuro back there.

But Cha gotta do what you gotta do.

So you had decided to try and find your locker cause your backpack was like fifteen tuns. Why were there so many books? Well it's highschool sooo.

And somehow you had managed to find your locker relatively earlier then you'd think. Opening it and shoving your bookbag in it. You then checked your schedule for what you had first. " Choir, Aight. I'm pretty sure I just get a key book. Well I hope so..." You said to yourself as you shut your locker. Thinking you'd never get used to that.

But you had some trouble finding the choir club? Intermediate? Hall? You didn't know what to call it. So you had done the next best thing. What did you think I'd say ask for help? Nah, open random doors till it works. You could ask another student as the late bell hasn't rung yet. But no, you had to learn yourself.

"347-A... 347-A...-""E-Excuse me? We have the same class..." You whipped your head around to see someone outrageously taller than you. He was also t h i cc. Like my man's could snap my neck in two. Johnathan style."Oh that's sweet. Mind me fallowing you?" he shook his head no, and rubbed the back of his head. His short brown hair was ruffled and more healthy than your's. Dang- jealous, "So what's your name?" You ask the burly student. Who just fiddled with his hands as the two of you walked in awkward silence. "Its Taylor..." Taylor said. "Oh that sounds like a western name. So where are you from?" You felt so relieved that someone else was also from the western side of the world. Even if France isn't in the Americas it's still in the west!

(Haha get smacked with a secret character! That I'm definitely not gonna be obsessed with writing!)

The boy seemed shocked and relived. Wait- there were racists too?! Whoever hurt this boi is gonna get an ass whoopin'. "O-oh! I'm s-sorry! Its just that... Everyone usually laughed at me for being a "halfy"..." He air quoted. "Nah it's fine! So what's your other ethnicity?!" You said. Finally not feeling alone.

"Well- u-uhm... I'm..." The giant boi had stuttered from embarrassment. "Im sorry for being-""No, your fine Taylor. I used to be the same!" You laughed along side him. But then he looked around for any other students. But at the moment you two were walking to another building. Taylor then looked back at you and said. "well- I'm half... French...." He seemed to recoil after he said that. But you literally flipped.

Who woulda guessed that you'd meet someone with the same language as you! This is fucking awesome!

"Oh my god i thought I was alone!" Tearing up from such happy feeling's. "W-wait really!" Taylor said, clearly excited. But his black eyes widened then he put his fist to his lips. "Sorry, th-that was rude." Taylor said. "Nah it's fine buddy! But did you move to Japan or lived here?" you said. Clearly interested in the gentle giant. Which made his heart throb, no one ever really treated him like this- it was new to him. Even sharing a common language is, amazing!

Finally after what felt like hours you had finally made it to choir. The room was right next to the cafeteria, making a mental note of it. Taylor was actually really fun to conversate with! He's just a big boi with an event bigger heart. He also had a cat named momo. Isn't that neat? Wonder if it's a chonker like the hell spawn that is jimmy. That bababoi is fatter with a ph then the moon.

"were here.. uhm if it's alright can i walk you here-"

Taylor and yourself winced as the late bell finally rung. "Dose it still count if we got here before..?" You said. Taylor had a sad look on his face. Dang now you feel bad, probably the first time he's gotten here late. "Oh well... Its not like I've never been late before..." He then looked down at you, yes down, to see your somewhere between confused and shocked face. How? That just broke your entire delusion!

"D-dont look at me like that..." Taylor shyly looked away. Rubbing his forearm, which seemed to be a way to show that he was embarrassed. "No-no it's fine. I'm the reason your late anyways..." You quieted down, feeling even worse about it. "What did you say? I'm sorry I couldn't here you- oh! T-that was rude..." Taylor had somehow accomplished the feat of making himself red at his own words. It was to pure for your devilish eyes.

"Welp, time to get detention on the first day!" You excitedly said as you swung open the door.

Everyone was still talking as you sighed in relief. No one noticed you, wait why the hell did you even swing it open anyways? Taylor seemed to be kinda nervous, more so than ever. Which was more or so like 5-4 minutes ago. "Well care to explain why you two are late?" Taylor flinched at the teachers words. " Hey it's alright. Its very sweet of you to walk with him Y/N. He doesn't seem to have a lot of friends. So thank you." Mis. Uh what was her name? Whatever you'll hear it later. "No problem mam. And I'm also new here!" "Oh that's wonderful! Everyone be nice! And my name is Daki by the way!" Mis. Daki, now you remembered! Taylor was just standing there. Fiddling with his short sleeved button up. "U-uhm we have to sit down now ..." Taylor mumbled. You nodded and said to Daki that class has to start. She then ushered you two away as she was prepping for today's class.

"can you sit with me?.." Taylor said as the two of you got closer to the rows of chairs and music stand's. Taylor sat a bit farther then the other students. But one decided to go and say hi.

"Hello! I'm Kanroji Mitsuri! Nice to meet you, and can i sit with you guys?" The Melon haired girl asked. Also what's with everyone having big titty? Like stop rubbing it in my face. "Sure, Taylor you ok with that?" The shy boy just nodded. Fixing the music board so that it could meet his face. "Welcome to hell!" You joked as you gave the girl a handshake. She giggled, then sat down next to you. Not before saying- yelling sorry to who she was originally sitting with.

"So your new here? That's great, so got any friends yet?" Mitsuri asked. You looked over at Taylor then back at Mitsuri. "Yeah, i thought it was obvious?" You said. You did think of Taylor as a friend. Cause now someone can repremand you for cussing out a teacher. "Oh that's so sweet!" She gushed as she did an overdramatic hand gesture. Like was this gorl on crack? Probably. Knowing this school. But everyone was shut up by the announcements.

"Remember on December 24th all students on the football team are heading over to hati, Also remember to check your passports given by the administration! Have a good day!"

You could hear a few cheers. "Oh, i wish I could travel to there. I've heard it is a beautiful place!" Mitsuri did her thing while you just looked at her. You were about to talk to Taylor but Mis. Daki had decided she was ready for class. "Alrighty! As you know we have a new student here. So we're gonna be looking at great singers from around the world! I know we usually do that on Thursdays but I'd like for Y/N to get used to how we operate in my class" Well I'll be damned, were not just gonna be practicing some random songs!

"Taylor could you please turn off the lights? Oh and Obanai, could you sit at the monitor and skip over adds?" Taylor had gotten up and so did this Obanai guy. You could hear a faint groan of anguish come from the hetorocramia guy. You kinda feel bad."Oh! I should introduce you to him! He's a great friend!" Mitsuri said while she wrapped an arm around yours. "Heh sure." You then got your arm out of her death grip. Then decided to look around, noticing instrument cases in a hallway to your left. There was also a silencing room. Oh so band is also here? That checks another thing off of your list of 'finding the room'.

Then the lights went out except for one as Taylor returned. Fiddling with his shirt again. But as you were yet again foiled by Mitsuri pulling you close to her. "Hey, isn't Taylor cute? Just look at him! C'mon tell me!" She whispered. You gave her the infamous , the rock eyebrow raise. She just giggled. "He's, nice-""No not that! Like do you find him cute?", She persisted. "Uhm yeah? I mean he's a good person to hang around?" Mitsuri seemed satisfied as she let you go. 'Aww! Y/N so cute!' She thought to herself. The blush being concealed by the dark room.

Then Britain's got talent started to play. You almost bursted out laughing. But had successfully concealed the demons. Taylor seemed to be watching it intently. Maybe he's a music fanatic? I mean you were so-

As the contestant started singing after a very sad backstory, it was beautiful! "Omg, i can't believe that her pet bitch ass dog died to a plane crashing through their house! Now they're homeless!" You internally cried as Mitsuri yet again for the fourth time gushed on how 'cute' you were. Heavy quotation's. "Well it's common that most singers do have bad upbringings or something bad happened in their life. 1/3 singers or music artist to be exact." Taylor quipped. Damn he knew a lot. But no one can beat you in song remembering. And as the song finished Mitsuri was practically in tears. "That song was so beautiful! So full of love!" She cried. Its a song sure you've cried to them at 2:59 in the morning but that doesn't count.

Then an add started to play, well damn this is gonna take forever-

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And once the 45 minute long video ended the release bell had blown everyone's eardrums out.

You could just hear the groans of pain.

"Aww! We were gonna do solo's, but oh well! Everyone have a good rest of the day!" Mis. Daki said, waving at the students. "Well i just dodged a bullet there..." You whispered as you felt Taylor tap your shoulder. "Uhm can i see your schedule please? I just w-wanna see if we share anymore classes..." He shyly mumbled, but you heard him and gave him a smile. "Of course homie! Here!" You said as you passed it to him. He smiled then looked through it. "Ooh ooh! Me too I wana see!" Mitsuri asked excitedly. She kinda reminded you of that Renbozo guy. You know what your calling him that from now on.

Mitsuri then scared the shit outta Taylor by leaning over him to see as well... More like looking around cause Taylor was maybe 6'6 or something. If it turns out your right you're gonna go buy some lottery tickets then get murdered by an immediate family member if you win.

"YES! We have language arts together! Thats awesome as me and Obanai also have that!" Mitsuri then gave you a crushing hug. You just vibed with it, untill Taylor coughed into his hand. "M-mitsuri, she might be uncomfortable..." How thoughtful my giant gentleman beef wall. "Oh dear! Sorry if I made you uncomfortable!" Mitsuri immediately let go as she packed up her things. You then stood up, Taylor fallowing as the two of you started to leave after Mitsuri ran over to Obanai- you think, wait did he have a snake? That's rad. Maybe you can bring jimmy?

"Y/N wait!" Mis. Daki had said as you passed the round desk she stood at. A whiteboard behind it with familiar notes on it. "Heres your choir handbook. It has everything were gonna be practicing besides the music were gonna be doing for plays! That's one thing you all can vote on actually! Oh I'm rambling on now go!" She said as she handed you the book. You thanked her and walked out, Taylor then spoke up.

"We have cooking and gym together." He said as he gave you back you're schedule. "Thats awesome! So see you then!" You said as you waved at him as you walked away.

Taylor giving you a small smile as you walked away and to the hell that is- Math! Ba dum Tish!

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Taisho Secrets ! (Hahah get surprised >;)

Taylor is my favorite character ive made! (Except Hantei bc that man i have in my heart )

Rengoku halfway through his conversation had randomly started to cough a lot. Because he didn't stop to breath literally.

Obanai was glaring at you the entire time. (Mitsuri simp)

Yes i remember these were a thing

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Yay- time to copy and past until chapter 3 :')

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