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Bill looked out the hand shaped window the hick town he had learned to love was now laid to waste—the towns people were completely idiotic and they never had any working AC but it was HIS town damnit ! And he had every right to be pissed. Fires spread across the once woody landscape, houses left to ruin, and the smell of blood and dirt pungent, if bill looked closely he would bet he would spot a dead body but everytime he tried to get a good look it would his nose turn up and his crinkle. His own situation was very much a stark contrast.

On the outside atleast

Beautiful marble furniture populated the room he had been in for the past few weeks. The chair he had sat in was the more comfortable thing he had ever rested on and the fire place built into the wall always seemed to burn brightly. Even his clothes faced the same fate, gone was his oversized sweater vest and collared shirt now replaced with a perfectly tailored black and yellow suit.

And Bill hated it.

He felt just the same as the burning town below: hopeless and empty.

With a heavy sigh he sat up from the couch turning too rummage around the seat cushions to the couch sticking his hand between the velvet seating before pulling out a crinkled piece of line paper. Written on it was a long list of plans and mutiple doodles of a triangle with a top hat and bowtie

He had spent most of his time in captivity planning an escape (most involved a dramatic exit with fireworks and a raccoon with a knife taped to it) or thinking of new ways to annoy his captor with also involved a raccoon with a knife taped to it-! Hey, don’t blame bill-! Being trapped in a gaudy and padded white room didn’t really get the creative juices flowing.

Ah, speak of the devil.

The Familiar sound of steel toed boots echoed from the hall alerting the researcher to his incoming visitor and if that wasn’t enough the displeased grumbling was a dead give away. He quickly moved to hide the paper shoving it back between the couch cushions laying his entire body down on the velvet seating trying his best to seem as nonchalant as possible.

The door slammed open hitting against the wall with a BANG.

“Cipher, you and I are the only ones here that do not have SHIT for brains.”

Came the angry voice of sixer—dressed in a coat that displayed the vast cosmos and a matching pair of glasses—his skin was pale and aged with defining wrinkles and a noticeable four o’clock shadow. The Entity quickly spoke again “Do not let that fuel your ego much more, it’s not a high bar to reach.” As if bill was getting his hopes up.

“I’m flattered.” Bill sneered with as much sarcasm as he could muster, Sixer was throughly unimpressed letting out a long sigh as he made his way over to his former partner. “I would appreciate at least an attempt at sincerity.” Bill raised his hands and slowly started to clap a fake smile plastered all over his face.

“Oh praise be-! My glorious muse has graced me with his presence, oh please-! do tell me for what reason this GIFT has been bestowed upon me.” He spoke with as much devotion and pleasure he could muster but for some reason Sixer didn’t look pleased, confusion stirring at bills mind on how his amazing acting didn’t convince his demon. Sixer had found a spot next to bill on the couch the research glared, scooting as far away as he could his body pressed up against the armrest.

“I don’t understand why you have to keep being so difficult, I have been nothing but kind to you, cipher.” Sixer complained with a frown reaching out his hand to the smaller man who quickly swatted it away “taking over my planet and dimension for scientific research, real kind” he growled. “We agreed on it-!” The Entity clamored his voice growing more desperate “then we unagreed-!” Bill yelled “that isn’t a word-!” Sixer snapped back.

Bill loudly groaned throwing his head back hitting it loudly against the wall “THIS WHOLE THING IS STUPID-!” He exclaimed with a pained expression. Sixer found his face in his hands rubbing at his forehead trying to get the headache he was growing to calm down. “I saved you didn’t I-! I have kept you fed, clothed, which you still haven’t thanked me for yet, and best of all unharmed-! You mortals are so needlessly complicated what more could you POSSIBLY WANT-!”

As he started to talk his voice grew more and more aggressive, bill tried to ignore the growing fear in his heart trying his best to seek brave—he looked up at the demon and sneered “my home back.” He said simply glaring daggers at Sixer who only stood up from the couch much to bills relief who quickly reclaimed the entire couch.

He turned his back to the younger man gazing at the flickering fireplace with a frown.

“You used to be so much more obedient so much more…submissive, now you’re simply a mess, my dear.” Sixer spoke with a bit of fondness in his tone, if you could even call it that, from bills perspective it was like he was mourning the control he used to have over him.

Sixer turned to face the blonde once more taking calculated steps to the shorter before leaning down and taking his chin with a feather light touch his thumb gently stroking his cheek.

“What happened to my prefect little deciple~?”

Bill gave Sixer a look filled with disgust before spitting out “He died in a fire.”

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Snow fell heavy in the pine forests of gravity falls with every loud crunch of snow beneath bills boots he feared the snow was drop down on him burying him underneath—it was irrational he knew but he had been in the snow storm for so long he was sure it was beginning to effect his brain.

He was bundled up in a large black winter coat fur trimming the hood, a comfy yellow scarf with a matching hat, large red pants, pair of blue hiking boots, and to top it all off a stuffed brown backpack.

His hair was tied into a pony tail a beautiful golden color with black ends his bangs coming up to cover the left side of his face along with his missing eye, his skin was a beautiful brown and his eyes held a golden glow by all means he was rather attractive.

Why had he marched all the way out into the woods during one of the worsts blizzards of the Oregon winter-? To see some shitty cave obviously-! Well to explain further bill had found himself in a slump as of late. All his research on gravity falls amazing creatures had grinded to a halt and he found himself simply uninspired.

He would lay around his cabin all day stabbing forks into his fleshy skin and throwing snowballs at passing kids and laughing when they fell over crying but he knew he could sadly not keep doing this forever and he had to get back out their and fill his scarp book

So into the creepy ass cave he went kicking rocks and squinting into the dark trying his best to make out the figures in the dark. He didn’t come here for one specific purpose he simply saw the cave on one of his previous adventures and told himself he would come back later and here we was-! Admittedly covered in much more snow than he was expecting.

“Stupid cave, should’ve stayed home!” He growled his voice echoing in the caverns he nuzzled his face deeper into the yellow scarf around his neck his foot steps heavy against the stone floor as he ran a hand against the wall only slowing to a stop when his fingers fell under a new texture.

He took a step back humming loudly and pulling out a match from his backpack quickly against it against the wall lighting up a mural— it was pretty crude but bill was able to make out one singular thing: a drawing of a man in a purple coat smiling brightly with words written above him that he knew he just HAD too to read aloud.

“Creepy scary cave drawing with alarming words-! I won the lottery-! Now now let’s see~” he squinted taking his time repeating the words bcak in his head until he was certin he could speak them with perfect pronunciation, he certainly didn’t want to mess this up-!

“Meteforis dominus ventium. Meteforis venetisarium…”

He pissed feeling the words roll easily off his tongue he began to smirk

“egassem sdrawkcab!

egassem sdrawkcab!

egassem sdrawkcab!

egassem sdrawkcab!

egassem sdrawkcab!!!”

He waitted for an explosion perhaps even the man from the painting to come to life but nothing happened

Like NOTHING happened

Bill was thoughrly let down.

“OH COME ON-!” He yelled his voice echoing through the halls “I come ALLLL the way here-! Read your mysterious ass message just to get JACK SHIT-!!” He screamed throwing his arms out to emphasize his disappointment, to no one but the smug face on the wall. “STUPID CAVE-!” He kicked the stone “STUPID BLIZZARD-!” Kick “AND STUPID MURAL-!” KICK-! Stones and peddles tumbled to his feet falling from the wall to the ground but he paid no mind tightening his jacket and throwing his bag back over his shoulder he ventured right back into the snow abyss.

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It had been…too long, in bills opinion he was 100% sure he was lost, ALL THE SNOWS FAULT REALLY-! he huffed and puffed as he trudged through mounds of snow tripping over himself in the process landing face first into a pile of snow and rocks yelling in pain as soon as his head as hit against a large stone. He grumbled deliriously as he stared into the sky snowflakes dropping down onto his face and melting promptly.

staring into the sky he saw a blank abyss clouds taking over the sky and the sun barley peeking through, the last thing he will see before he dies of blood loss is gonna be fucking NOTHING-!

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Or atleast that’s what he thought. When he awoke he was surrounded by what looked to be an endless galaxy full of twinkling stars and milky ways, bill couldn’t help but he entranced. “Is this…hell-?” He spoke his voice accompanied by an echo. He wandered across the starry sky stepping across books and shiny tea cups to keep his balance only to come to a stop at a vast opening stars shooting across the sky he couldn’t help but stop to watch.

“Beautiful, isn’t it-?” The researcher promptly screamed and sent a punch to the voice coming to his left only to be met with air “oh fuck-! It’s Satan-!” The voice coughed to his right and he quickly turned coming face to face with the same man in the mural now only dressed in a coat that displayed the sky around them.

“Not satan, not Hell, I am but a fellow researcher.” The man bowed and bill simply looked on with utter confusion “…so I’m…not dead-?” He asked and the tall man simply laughed, to Bill it sounded mocking.

“No no, you’re safe, I can promise that.” A hand landed on the small of his back and suddenly he was being whisked away to a table and a set of velvet covered seats “I must say I am rather impressed with your knowledge and intelligence Mr cipher, it is beyond anything I have ever seen.” The man spoke with a wide smile his aged face wrinkling.

Bill rolled his eyes “hey, tell me something I don’t know.” The man let him take a seat bill crossing his legs and leaning forward as the man did the same the opposite side to him “funny, Mr Cipher” Bill yelled cutting the man off before he could continue, a smirk on his face “ DOCTOR CIPHER, actually” the entity coughed “yes…Dr, Cipher.” Bill could see his eye twitch.

“Would you care for a game of chess-?” He asked and suddenly a board and pieces were lined up in front of them, taking bill back suddenness he couldn’t help but laugh taking a leg and kicking the board away, The cosmic entity yelled in anger “Dr-!” Bill cut him off again “Listen sweet cheeks, I’m not interested in whatever you’re trying to do so why don’t you cut to chase huh-!” He said sternly, obviously annoyed at this man’s entire sherade.

The entity sat quietly for a while before raising to laugh making his way over to bill looking over him “now this is why I am going to enjoy our partnership , Dr Cipher-!” This made Bill stop “Partnership…?” The entity smiled brightly it almost made Bill want to squint.

“You see, Dr Cipher, I am a fellow researcher of the unkown and the strange and your research is simply fascinating-!” Now that wasn’t something bill heard before…he wasn’t buying it. “And I must say I am impressed, but let me cut to chase as you say-! I wish to work with you.” Bill frowned “work…with me-? Okay what do you want-? That seriously can’t be it-!” He quickly waved him away standing up from his own chair hoping to gain back a semblance of personal space.

The entity simply shook his head “I am being honest, DR Cipher-! When I took a look through your brain”

“MY WHAT-!?”

“I was simply inspired-! And I believe you’re the only person worthy of helping me complete my project.”

So that’s what he wanted-? Him to run around for him like some little errand boy -! But bill wasn’t gonna immediately say no, this whole entire thing ranked of SCAM SCAM SCAM-! But this man also ranked of someone who thought they were so very much smarter then everybody else around him.

And Bill HATED that-! The only person who could do that was HIM-! Because it was actually true~! He hummed loudly wanting to put the man in suspense

He might as well play his little game.

“What project-?”

“A portal, a multi dimensional portal, with the ability to see into other dimensions and expand your research.” Yeah, total scam. “Listen buddy, I highly doubt you can-“

“Dr cipher, you’re currently floating in a galaxy talking to a cosmic entity and holding a glowing blue cup that defies gravity.” Bill looked down at the cup he was holding and quickly threw it away

“I don’t see your point.”

The entity groaned “what can I do to possibly convince you help me with my endeavor-?” He asked his voice sounding tired and annoyed but trying to come across as desperate. Bill hummed thinking for a moment before the perfect idea dawned on him.

“Get me home safely and I’ll accept your deal-!”

“That…that is it-?” He asked, throughly confused. Bill nodded “I’ll tell you what-! You’re super hot and I’m bored, I’ll build your dumb portal if you can’t stop be from dying.” It all sounded so easy to the entity, he expected much more pushback and a lot more sarcastic remarks but it seems he had won.

The cosmic entity smiled and held out his hand “so , it’s a deal-?” Bill smirked and took his hand “deal.”

And the pact was sealed

“By the way , your name-? What is it” bill asked turning the entity’s hand over in his own counting all 6 fingers with intrigued eyes “it’s in a language you humans cannot understand, you’re allowed to call me whatever you want.”

Bill smiled raising up the entity’s hand “then, Sixer-! Since you got six fingers.”

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Bill awoke with a start out of breath and wrapped up snuggly in a blanket by his fireplace alight with freshly chopped wood. He looked up and down and all around before punching himself “yup-!” He groaned rubbing his cheek “not a dream…” and that handsome looking star guy definitely wasn’t either, he got home afterall.

He hummed laying back against the ratty old leather cushions noticing how he was dressed in brand new clothes and bandages were wrapped snuggly around his forehead.

“I’m going to need a lot more metal to build a giant ass portal.”

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“There was no fire-? And you’re very much alive.”

“ITS METAPHORICAL-!!”

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“So the portal will be an heavy task to take on-“

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“Ahem…on, but with your intelligence I am sure it will go smoothly. So I start off I want you to loo-“

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“LOOK, at these blueprints I have created.”

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Went bill blowing gum and stuffing more and more in his mouth he snatched the blue prints from Sixers hands turning them over in his hands and staring at the cursive with a stink eye. intently trying to make out the words with all their fancy loops and dots but he was beginning to think it was impossible. “can’t you write in English-! I can’t understand this-!” He complained with a bite.

Sixer tilted his head like a confused puppy is smile straining on his face “it…is in English-?” Bill groaned before harshly throwing the plans back hitting him directly in his face.“Yeah well, I can barely read it-! Redo it and TRY make it legible-!”

Sixer frowned taking the blueprints that had fell from the floor with a harsh grip “I do not see why that is necessary” he asked trying his best to keep his smile but bill could practically hear the annoyance building in his tone.

“I’m building your fancy smancy portal , am I not-? I need to understand what you’re talking about-!” Sixer held back a groan pinching the bridge of his nose “right.” He spoke through gritted teeth and all bill could do was smirk.

They had meet up in the mindscape once more . it had only been a few weeks since they had met and it all always just been a constant back and forth of snarky comments and passive aggressive insults, most coming from bill.

Bill didn’t plan on seeing this project through he would play sixers little game until he eventually exploded and bill would have won his little game of the minds-! No one out smarts bill cipher-!

Or out tricks him.

Sixer on the other hand was imagining cutting the man open and rearranging is organs in an order that would allow him to live but most certainly suffer. When he first met he was absolutely intrigued with bills mind it was exactly what he was looking for—the perfect little tool for his pet project~

But the man was certainly acting more like a bratty toddler than a man with a IQ over 170. He was beginning to think HE was the one that was getting scammed. Sixers plan was simple: take over the earth to use it as a testing grounds for a new discover he had made “weirdness magic.”

The portal would allow him to gain a physical form and more easily conduct his research— bill would be left behind and the first to die at his hands followed by the rest of the world

Of course, Sixer couldn’t speed up the process but he was very much thinking up how painful he would make bills death. As soon as bill attempted to blow another bubble it popped immediately with a snap of sixers fingers. “Hey-! What the hell-!” Bill snapped tearing the pink mess off his face.

“I am trying to speak bill, it was rather rude to not pay attention.” Sixer said simply trying to hide the smirk on his face. Bill huffed and puffed sinking deeper into the velvet chair he had claimed as his own.

They had been going about this for hours yet they never seemed to make any progress, Sixer blamed bill—while bill blamed Sixer, both glared at each other in perfect synch, bill leaned back in the chair kicking his legs in the air “maybe I would if you actually tried to make it interesting.” Sixers eyebrows furrowed “intretsing…?” Bill scratched at his over sixes sweater vest before moving to tug on his bow tie.

“Yeah-! Maybe stop with all of the speeches and actually get to the fun bit-!” This only left Sixer more annoyed “bill, it so important you know HOW to build the portal and not if you can cook a hotdog from its RADIATION.”

Bill let out a heavy puff of air obviously just as annoyed “kill joy…” sixers eye twitched , he hated how much this insufferable brat was effecting him.

“NOW, massive amount of radiation is needed to make the portal run smoothly , I’m sure you’ll find a way to obtain some, if not I can simply handle it.” It was obvious bill wasn’t paying attention but if the man wanted to die from not being prepared sixer would gladly wait till the next centuries genius showed up.

He needed to keep up appearances, if he acted too cold the man would surely back out, but he couldn’t bring himself to act so nice and charitable to the living embodiment of aggravation . He went back to explaining the blue prints to the blonde man reading out line aloud, all was going smoothly until bill just had to ruin everything.

“Say, does that extra finger make you any better at fingering—“ bill asked with a smirk his eye crinkling up. Sixer had enough.

Suddenly Sixer stood up looming over bill and in an instant both of his hands slammed down either side of the chair gripping hard on the armrests, trapping bill, pinning him against the velvet cushions.

“I am getting SICK, of your attitude” he spat leaning inches away from the blondes face his breath hot against his tan skin. It made bill shiver, goose bumps growing on his skin, trying to reclaim any semblance of personal space was deemed impossible as Sixer just kept pushing himself closer and closer.

Bill wondered if he was this hot on purpose

Just as quickly as that thought entered his mind it left

Blush rose to his cheek and he quickly stuttered out “Hey hey-! Take me out to dinner why don’t yo-“ bill wasn’t able to finish , Sixer taking a hand and slamming it over his mouth , grabbing at his jaw with a harsh grip. “There, much better.” He didn’t let his grip rest, to bill it only seemed to worsen. He struggled to release himself from the entities grip trying to ignore the rising heat in his stomach.

“Silence suits you much better, now as I was saying.” He kept his grip on bill even as he started to re explain and proceeders for starting to build the portal — but there was no way in hell bill could pay any attention.

He held the hot breath against his skin, the gruff and raspy voice that was right against his ears, and the hand that digged into his skin so hard that it was beyond pleasurable. He hated every second of it, the embarrassing shade of red that reached his cheeks and the growing warmth in his core made it impossible to sit still.

Sixers legs digged into the cushions below his knee pressing up against his crotch, thankfully bill managed to bite back a groan. He felt a bulge growing in his pants and the situation couldn’t possibly get any worse.

He felt his own breath against sixers palm and felt the bulge in his jeans start to grow. when his budge pressed against Sixers thigh, the friction against his jeans and the man making him squeak out a muffled moan, making the elder looking entity stop in his tracks.

He looked down at bill and bill stared right back, horrified, his face read and eyes wide and quickly let go throwing himself a good few feet away. The silence was deafening. Bill curled into himself his breath hot and ragged as he tried to ignore the boner he was sporting while Sixer stayed his back turn and hand over his own mouth. Bill matched him keeping his back turned and face buried into the back of the velvet seat.

“Pervert.” breaking the harsh silence, Sixer finally spat out, muffled by his own skin. Bill sputtered “this is YOUR FAULT-! Asshole-!” He screeched grabbing a blanket that seemed to magically float over and using it to cover his crotch. “Getting up all close to me-! And whispering in my ear-! You were TRYING to turn me on-!!”

bill would very much enjoy to die right then and there and now but such a gift would never be granted for him. He blamed stupid Sixer and his stupid sexy voice and handsome face.

Sixer looked taken a back, appalled even as he turned to face the younger man.

“You’re disgusting, I forgot how…sensitive you humans were-!” He yelled his face turning an embarrassing shade of red as he acknowledged bills boner, both didn’t speak either too embarrassed too. Hours seemed to pass but truthfully it was only a few minutes before Sixer found himself back next to bill taking the blanket with a sigh “HEY-!” Bill yelled his cheeks still red “shut up.” Sixer growled before taking the blanket and throwing it around bills Shoulders wrapping him up entirely.

“You should … take care of … that…” he spoke between gritted teeth his face the same shade as bills neither daring to make eye contact , yet bill still nodded anyways not a snappy comeback in sight, finally they could agree on something. “We can talk about the portal tomorrow, in the morning.”

Sixer looked down at bill, he looked…different. Somehow smaller and definitely far more quiet, he noticed the red face and golden eyes half lidded, he was by all means attractive at least to the mortal eye—the golden hair with dark highlights, thin eyes with long lashes, he could almost be mistaken for a woman…but the accident left no room for confusion.

Sixer wasn’t lying earlier: silence did suit him better. He thought about the events that occurred , did … engaging in such activities made bill so complacent-? Or was it the soft acts that did the trick-?

He would need to run a few more tests before he could come to a conclusion.

“Just…wake me up okay-?” He was snapped out of his thoughts by bills surprisingly soft voice. “And…stop staring at me, it’s freaking creepy-!” His eyes widened behind his glasses he didn’t even realized he had been staring, why hadn’t he-? “Right…”

he looked away and raised his fingers to snap his fingers and in one smooth motion bill disappeared from the floating seat. Leaving Sixer alone in the endless cosmos with much too much on his mind.

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Bill woke up in his bed his dick still hard in his pants-he yelled and groaned curling into himself as he did , he HATED that stupid cosmic FREAK-!

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Months have passed and the chill of winter has been replaced with the soft winds of spring—any normal person would be enjoying the new warm weather but bill was anything but. He was sitting down in his lab holding two black cables larger than his own body trying desperately to find a way to connect them together. His flip phone laid at his side shining a bright shade of green illuminating the dimly lit area

Sure he had a few candles and some other lights but he felt if he looked at anything brighter than the screen his last renaming eye would fall out.

Sixer , the OOOOH inventive Sixer, had somehow figured out a way to connect to his phone app so he could qoute on qoute “text him” bill found it ridiculous at first but it was better then going to the mindscape every time he had a question. And sixer did say it would save time as well…save time on building that stupid ass portal of course

On the screen words popping up read “be careful, cipher. from, Sixer.” Bill scoffed when he finished reading kicking the phone away with a frown “don’t tell me what to do you cosmic freak” he muttered under his breath.

Oil stained his lab jacket and dirt was heavy under his nails. He looked like a mess, to be frank, his hair was tangled and he hadn’t showered in days putting all his attention and effort into building this stupid ass portal.

He would LIKE to take a day or two off but nooo, sixer would get pissy and whine and whine and while bill loved how upset he got he didn’t enjoy the silent treatment that came with it. It wasn’t a big deal-! He didn’t know WHY he got so upset about it.

Interrupting his thoughts his phone rang again “UGH-!” He ignored it falling to the ground his knees digging into the dirt as he moved the cables onto his lap—his eyes started to fall shut a yawn escaping his lips he quickly slapped himself awake with a yell “god dammit cipher-! You’re losing yourself…” he mutters raising a hand up to scratch at his scalp , tugging at the strands of golden hair.

Finally the cables connected with a spark and bill allowed himself a victorious smirk. “HAH-! Take that, IM YOUR GOD CABLES-!!” He cheered standing up, the cables falling to the ground, he raised his foot up and delivering a swift kick to the black cords … only to be met with a harsh electric shock — a pained scream ripped from his throat as he tumbled back holding his foot as he fell to the ground.

His phone buzzed again, ringing right up against his ear, the screen right next to him, how lucky…

“I told you, be careful, cipher. From, Sixer”

The researcher angrily grabbed the phone with dirt and blood covered nails and began to type, if he put anymore pressure on the screen he was sure it would crack. All he sent back was a long string of middle finger emojis it took a second but Sixer oh so eloquently replied with “how do I that. From, Sixer.” He decided then to turn off his flip phone and ignore him promptly.

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“Checkmate.” Sixer said with a smirk—bill yelled and flipped the chess table over to the ground — well if the mindscape had any ground that’s where he threw it too. “Is someone a sore loser~?” Sixer practically purred and the blonde wanted to rip that cocky ass smile off his face.

Bill looked like an angry cat, is hair standing in end and hissing. He fell back into the velvet chair floating behind him crossing his arms with a huff.

“You’re a cosmic entity-! Of course you’ll always win-!” Bill raged sinking deeper into the velvet seating, Sixer chuckled picking up the now floating chess set “you did say you wanted me to stop letting you win.” Bill grumbled not dignifying Sixer with a real answer.

Sixer found himself finding out more and more about the researcher: he was very competitive, he loved to win, but he didn’t love being let to win—sixer had made it obvious he was faking a loss letting bill win until the man spoke up in anger demanding him to play properly, and so Sixer did

For a while of course, he let bill win a few of their rounds not to many though he didn’t want bill to catch on he was still letting him win.

Another thing he had noticed was the man loved to talk and he loved being listened to and he absolutely hated being ignored, the silent treatment when he didn’t listen worked wonders-! Multiple trail and error had lead him too this moment and he couldn’t be prouder

He was finally molding cipher into the perfect little assistant , he still needed to fix his attitude though…

Oh well-! He would get to it, after the portal would be finished he would have plenty of time to train him.

… train him…?

After the portal…?

What was he thinking-?! Bill would surely try to stop him when he learned of the true nature of the portal of course he would conquer the man-! Kill him in cold blood-! So why on EARTH was he thinking of keeping the man alive-?

Further research would be needed, perhaps this dimension was messing with his brain, what a horrible thought. Keeping a mortal, at HIS side-! What a disgusting thought-! But still…he found himself growing…fond of the man, similar in a way a human would find a street cat they regularly fed to be endearing.

He hated it, absolutely despised the feeling. Human emotions were fickle and unpleasant and to be settled with these…unnecessary feelings wasn’t pleasant. Sixer sighed as bill ranted on and on he hadn’t even noticed when the man began to. He should’ve been listening but it was far too late to jump in now, he simply hummed and nodded along.

He went back to his thoughts, far more interesting than whatever bill was yapping about. He supposed it wasn’t… too bad-? He could keep bill with him as sort of a pet-! Teach him to do tricks or whatever humans did with their companions. He sighed, a pet, bill as his pet-? Companion-? No, no that word was far too personal, pet? pet. Yes pet was better.

“Hey-!”

He would definitely need a change of clothes

“Hey-!!”

Perhaps even a new hairstyle, his missing eye was nothing to be ashamed of.

“HEY-!”

Oh dear. “Yes, Yes , I was simply lost in my thoughts, what is it cipher-?” He asked a patient smile on his wrinkled face. Bill looked less than pleased. “You weren’t listening were you-!” He yelled crossing his arms over his chest, sixer let out a heavy sigh from his lips “of course I was, why would I not-? You’ve done such a splendid job so far on the portal the least I can do to listen to your ramblings.”

That stopped bill is crossed look softening and his cheeks reddening he sputtered and turned his head away supposedly an attempt to hide his blushing face “yeah-! Whatever-! Of course I’m doing a great job, I’m bill cipher-!” Sixer smirked “that you are, dear.”

Bill barked out at laugh.

“Call me that again, and I’ll claw out your eyes.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t hesitate”

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The portal had been pushed to the side for the day bill focusing on something much more important, to him at least, sure, inter dimensional discovery boring boring-! This was innovation happening people-! He took a beaker filled with a purple chemical and took a pipet off his desk gently dunking in into the serum picking up a small dose.

He turned to look at a larger glass cylinder inside rested a dead rabbit one he had shot and killed personally for his project, what is it called you asked? … project: BTBBTL-! Bring that bunny back to life-! It’s a working title…

He gently took the pipet out with a steady hand he started to meticulously drop the purple chemical into a matching blue one swirling them together once he was done letting it turn into a beautiful red. With a smirk he knew it was finished.

5 long months and finally that bunny would start kicking…That or turn into a horrifying sci fi monster that would eat him-! Either one would suffice-!

Ew suffice…gross-! He was turning into Sixer…

With one final groan at his developing vocabulary he took the red liquid and made his way to the giant tube “alright bunny, get ready to start kicking.” He muttered under his breath before dumping the entire solution onto corpse.

Nothing happened for a few seconds and bill was ready to call it quits until the white fur balls eyes started to twitch that twitching soon moved down to its whole body until its was back standing on its feet sniffing around at its new environment curiously.

“FUCK YEAH-!” Bill cheered throwing his arms into the air the glassware slipping out of his fingers and crashing onto the ground—bill pressed his face up against the glass cooing at the rabbit “awweee you’re a little reanimating zombie aren’t you awwww~” he squealed in a high pitched voice poking at the glass screen.

His eyes started to flutter close and a yawn escaping from his lips he let his head rest on his shoudler as he contuined to keep his swords slurring together “sooo pretty…soo soft…” his eyes fell closed and as soon as he opened them he found himself greeted with the vast cosmos and Sixer smiling so wide he was sure it would fall off his face

“…Sixer..?” He asked, was this a dream-? Sixer didn’t reply instead grabbing his face and shaking him back and forth, rather ecstatic “how did you manage that-! I simply had to pull you into here, I am beyond impressed cipher-!”

Bill was taken apart, for one: Sixer had complimented him so casually, and two…pull him into the mindscape-? The words seemed to click in place in his mind like he was putting a puzzle together until finally he got the full picture

“YOU CAN FORCE ME INTO THE MINDSCAPE-!”

“That is not important right now-!”

“I THINK IT PRETTY FUCKIN IMPORTANT-!”

He yelled his face flushed—Sixer simply waved him off as if it wasn’t such a big deal. “You brought that rabbit back to life-! Not as a zombie no but truly back to life, how on earth did you do it-!” He asked his voice filled with curiosity and bill couldn’t help but find it adorable, ew ew no not cute not adorable-! It was annoying-!!

“Well it wasn’t too hard to figure out…” he started to explain the process it truly wasn’t anything to complicated for note worthy for him but sixer seemed to absorbed every little detail and fact he had expected the man to hum and nod at the very most but this was completely different

He wasn’t used to soemone being so interested in his research it was…nice.

UGHHH-! It was really REALLY nice-!

He loathed he had to admit that but it was TRUE-! He loved it when sixer paid attention to everything he said and he especially loved it when sixer would be so interested in his work. It made his heart feel all weird in his chest and made his face go all red-! It’s horrible-!

He wanted to hate it, he really REALLY wanted to, but god if he didn’t want more of this affection he would be lying to himself.

“I am truly impressed cipher-!” Sixer said after he was finished with his rant his smile now something small and soft and bill couldn’t help but stare , no one had ever looked at him like that.
“you sound like a broken record…” bill finally managed to speak out reaching up to scratch at the healed scars on his arm.

Sixer let out a chuckle that reverberated in his chest “I just can’t help myself, you have throughly impressed me, I knew you were the right man to help me with, my portal…”

Bill looked away turning his head to the side, he scratched against his skin harder but not enough to draw blood “haha yeah…course, obviously, I’m the smartest guy in the world who else could throw together your shitty portal.”

Sixer smirked “no one but you, bill.”

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“I have started to notice, you don’t eat much.” Sixer had stated nonchalantly one night in the mindscape making bill pause mid sip from his tea cup through his silly straw. Bill huffed pushing the imaginary tea away with a snort “observant, you deserve a gold star~” he mocked clapping his hands slowly much to the deity’s dismay.

They had decided to take a break from the portal , much to Sixers surprise he was greeted with only skeptical looks and a bratty cipher. The blonde had quickly been lured in by the promise of silly straws-though Sixer despised the absolutely useless invention it seemed to be the only way to get the shorter man to drink anything-!

Absurd and childish, useless and utterly pointless, yet he still pulled out a red straw filled with swirls and loops for the egear young adult.

“I simply remembered , humans need to eat to contuined to perform in top condition” Sixer elaborated a blank expression on his face, his clouded glasses not doing much to help bill decipher(HAH-!) what the man was feeling. Silence stretched and Sixer contuined with a awkward cough “same with sleep, bathing, etc .”

“I don’t see why we’re having this conversation” bill moaned, bored out of his mind. He flipped around in his seat letting his legs rest off the armrest of the velvety chair his head doing the same, his legs kicking lazily. Sixer sighed pinching the bridge of his nose “why do you not take care of yourself properly, cipher.”

Bill gasped in mock offense clutching at his chest in an overly dramatic fashion “oh my-! Is this THE SIXER, showing concern about little ole me~?” He cooed his voice raising in pitch. The anomaly across from him shook his head huffing out a tired explanation to his concern “if you do not take care of yourself properly it could slow down the progress on the portal.”

And of course it was about that dumb portal-!

Bill crossed his arms groaning loudly making his ire loud and clear. Bill never liked food, no many textures and flavors and the chewing UGH-! The chewing-! It was awful how any one would stand it was beyond bills comprehension, perhaps because it was too stupid for him to comprehend-!

He had taken to chopping up all his disgusting nutrients meals cubes in a blending and drinking them up smoothie style since as long as he can remember. He saw how people sneered in disgust when he did it in public , all he responded with was a smile full of grinded paste and a middle finger.

Same goes with sleep-! Nightmare after nightmare-! He had tried to make a device that would block any dreams or nightmares he had from showing up and whisking him off to dream land, but of course that was a failure. it wasn’t so bad he had made it a rather fun game to guess how many hours he could go without falling unconscious

His longest-? 4 days-!

That didn’t seem to excite sixer has much as bill had hoped

“Oh come on-!” He yelled, throwing his arms up into the air as if to demonstrate his irritation. “Four days, not even a Pat on the back-?” Bill batted his eyelashes in a girlish fashion. He sat up right in the chair once more to fully show the display to the annoyed cosmic entity in front of him.

“I have a proposition, bill.” Bill nearly chocked on his own spit at the Sixers words. He double over as he coughed his face as red as a cherry, embarrassingly so. “Woah woah-!” The blonde sat back up just as quickly his arms wrapped tightly around his gut “take me out to dinner firs-“ he was quickly cut off “not THAT kind of proposition, Cipher.”

Bill would yell at his heart later for making him feel so disappointed, emotions were yucky.

“I posses a power to take over the mortal body , I do not have any of my powers in such a form sadly” Sixer spoke his words careful and calculated as if he was reading off a script “I can feed your body, rest it, and wash it—since you seem to desperate to avoid doing any of those tasks with your whole being.”

Bill had stopped listening as soon as the man offered to posses him—posses him-? Take over his body-!? The blonde couldn’t decide if that was horrendously sexy or horrendously creepy, either way he was WAY into it-! He nodded along pretending to listen “yeah yeah, this won’t fuck up my body right-?” Bill remembered to ask.

As much as he was into the idea he didn’t want Sixer fucking with his body into unuse , his perfect body-! Sixer shook his head “no no, it will just be like you’re taking a nap” he explained lifting a finger into the air “you’ll be in and out before you know it, or well I will be in this situation.” Sixer smiled a soft smile on his wrinkled face.

The researcher pretended to think it over, tapping his chin and humming loudly to emphasis his act. He couldn’t tell with the man’s stone face expression but he was pretty sure Sixer was on the edge of his seat. It couldn’t have been more then a minute before bill was speaking again his smile wide and cat like.

“Fuck it-! As long as you don’t amputate my arm and cook it up rare” Sixer stifled a laugh reaching his hand out with bill gladly accepted “you have my word, Cipher.”

-

Sixer hadn’t been in a human body for years and yet every time the sensation was unrewardingly underwhelming. Skin, muscle, nerves, bones, atoms, plasma, it truly was nothing special but for some reason he had found himself staring at himself—no, at bills body in the mirror for far longer then he expected.

The man was extraordinary skinny, malnourished in Sixers words. Bills limbs practically skin and bone, he ran a boney hand down his sides until he reached his hips cupping the skinny figure feeling the bone poke out from the skin along with spots on freckles and tiny scars leading up his arms all old and healed over years.

His hair was a mess as well tangled and oily haven’t obviously been washed in weeks, he ran his fingers through the mess next his fingers getting stopped at huge clumps of tangled hair and knots, no wonder bill had kept it styled as he did the pony tail hid most of the damage .

his clothes stank in a way he couldn’t tell in the mindscape as it didn’t have such a function, unnecessary— when on earth did the man last change-? His hands moved from bills head to the hem of his ratty old tee shirt gently pulling it up to bills nose exposing bills naked chest to the chilly room, goosebumps rising against the dark skin in a unpleasant sensation.

He took a quick sniff the smell of cheap scented perfume and ink penetrated his nose , the exact way he imagined bill too smell as well—he was right again, of course.

A proud smirk came across the face that felt oh so natural on the blondes face.

Wait…He was distracted—huh…

He quickly walked away from the mirror in bills messy bedroom choosing to venture to the kitchen first. Food, bill needed food, he spoke in his head as if it wasn’t obvious and the whole reason he had offered all of this to bill.

It would spread up the portals progress if bill had a energized and satisfied body . He couldn’t help but think how quickly bill had agreed and so eagerly too like a dog sitting for a treat, had he earned bills trust that easily-? A few compliments and kind words and the man was putty in his hands-? No , no of course not, bills walls were built high and defensive.

He kept secrets he dared not to speak afraid he would fall apart if he did his mask of confidence and snark shattering terrified him to petrifaction. Bill was simply following along for his own amusement he had gained the man’s supposed companionship and partnership but trust was still far away.

He wanted to break the man, to see him on his knees his body trembling and begging all his spunk and quirk gone.

He had any even realized he had started snacking on a month old granola bar until the mix fell into his mouth, a unpleasant sensation for sure.

He felt the mix scrap against his throat making the entity rush up to the sink to grab a cup of water. He could feel the chocolate chips melt against his tongue and Sixer couldn’t help but wonder what other liquids would feel against the sensitive organ-a experiment for another time he supposed.

“Fuck…” his body stopped still as he mumbled out a curse the familiar raspy voice of the blonde ringing in his ears

obviously you are in his body

He pressed thin fingers to bills plush lips tracing over the pink skin with a thoughtful gaze. He didn’t know what came over him when he tried to speak out in a Languge not native to his world and bills vocal cords being unable to produce such a foreign sound, a aborted muffled and strained moan all that showed of his efforts.

He shut his jaw the silence in the house deafening before he decided to speak up again bills voice much more softer and gentle then the blonde man would allow “Sixer…” he felt something hot rush to his face but he pointedly decided to ignore it , he would ignore all of this.

He was being idiotic.

He moved from the blasted kitchen deeming it to only be a place of horrors and retrenching to the lounge picking up a hair brush conveniently lost against the floor. He took a seat and started to brush out all the tangled relishing in the soft bites of pain that came with the effort and especially the pained groans that came from bills voice.

After an absurd ammount of time of undoing tied locks and muffled groans he had gotten the hair to a more bearable state , much more manageable then before - bill, the brat, he better thank him for all of this hard work.

A yawn escaped his throat quickly reminding him of what he needed to do next-sleep , yes sleep. He didn’t leave the lounge before forcing down a hearty and filling meal and tidying up around the floor, his mind not allowing him to leave it in such a mess.

Bills foot steps were soft and quiet against the fridged wooden floor boards some squeaking over the weight of bills body, but he had one clear goal and Sixer would not allow himself to become distracted. He pushed aside dirty clothes quickly finding them in an abandoned laundry basket deciding to deal with them next time bill needed his help, for now he curled into the stained mattress pulling the covers tightly over the small body.

He had not forgotten to sleep, he simply just wanted to enjoy the sensation of the bedsheets against bills skin. The body breathing softly the heart beat loud in his chest his legs and thighs twitching for no apparent reason other than to be annoying.

He curled in deeper bills untangled hair now strewn across the silky pillows as a halo.

Next time

Next time…

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Bill stared at the shard of glass , sharpened to mirror a diamond. He turned the glass over in his hands taking extra care to make sure he didn’t cut his palm and risk putting his hand out of order.

Sixer had told him he could see out of reflections into our plane — he had laughed at first not believing the man until he had brought up how he had posed in front of his mirror for an uncomfortable amount of time.

He had quickly took a blanket he wasn’t using and threw it over his mirror swearing to never take it off—pervert, watching him that entire time, what a creep-!

He looked at his own face in the reflection a frown clear on his face . Sixer had bought an assortment of the shards finding hanging in his study and hanging them from the ceiling using his body.

all diffrent colors: red, blue, green, orange, all catching in the light reflecting the shades beautifully across his room and also allowing Sixer to see into the same room.

It was a complete evasion of his privacy—he was pissed, he ought go into the mindscape right now and tear into the man but he found himself reluctant-which was new-! He was never reluctant of anything every single thought he had or action he performed was completely right-!

So why was he so hesitant to confront the man-!? He groaned and fell his back to the wooden floor the cold seaping from the wood and through his clothes to his skin making him shiver.

“Come on cipher, THINK-! It’s the one thing you’re good at-!” Slapping hands against his skull he yelled urging his brain to solve his mess quicker to no evail. His hands moved from his skull to his face pulling down his skin until they finally rested on the cold floor

“It’s funny how dumb this is, how dumb sixer is-!” He ranted to no one his voice alone in the room “ooo look at me~! I’m Sixer and I think I’m so smart Im a god and you should respect me-! Haha I have DUMB GLASSES-!” Mocking the demons voice he slammed his fists against the wood beneath him, taking plesure in the pain that followed.

“Thinks he can do whatever he wants because I’m helping him and he’s like some rejected children’s show character-! That like helps with basic math-!” He reluctantly sat up crossing his arms over his chest.

Seriously Sixer had nerves of steel, or patience of steel-? even after he purposefully rigged the portal to blow setting them back weeks all the man did was compliment him on how he did it, not even he saw the incorrect tubing-! Months ago the man would’ve cursed him out and leave him alone deciding to fine someone else to help with his project

BUT NO-!

He had to start acting all weird and start smiling-! SMILING-!! It was freaky-! No matter how many times bill had tried to piss the cosmic entity off he didn’t budge at worst he would sigh and scold him.

It didn’t make any sense-! The entity had to be up to something besides his freaky portal, no one acted that nice for no reason-! No one cared about what he was working on for no reason-! With a final push he was up from the ground and marching out of the room, and he was gonna find out what that six fingered freak was up too.

-

“You planning on killing me.” Bill had asked as soon as he entered the mindscape not even allowing Sixer to start with his usual pleasantries, shocking him into silence (or at least bill hoped.) “where did you get that idea-?” Sixer asked after a long period of silence.

Bill scoffed and rolled his eyes “you’re acting way more nicer than usual” he stated as if that answered his entire question—he stalked around Sixer circling him like a animal ready to pounce on their prey.

Sixer seemed to think, his hands behind his back and a thought on his lips “I have simply grown fond of you Bill, somehow…” bill stopped in his tracks his eyes narrowing, Sixer continued “you’re one of the most brilliant minds that have spoken too, despite your eccentric behavior I have grown to think of you as a friend.”

A smile grew on his wrinkled face one soft and gentle, it pissed bill off.

“Bullshit-!” He shouted. “No way that’s true-! You hated-uh-hate my guts-! You literally once wrote a poem about my “horrid behavior”” he ended the last word with air quotes, a sneer on his face. “10 stanzas-!!” He added on with a yell.

Sixer sighed , like an exhausted parent. “That was months ago” he muttered shaking his head disappointment in his tone “bill, is it that hard to comprehend my view on you has changed over 4 months-?” Bill immediately shook his head yes.

“Every time someone has been nice to me it’s because they wanted something.” Bill stared venom dripping from his black lips “me to do their homework, money, sex—No one-!” He threw out his arms “has ever been nice to me just because they like me.” Glaring he took a step closer to Sixer.

“You’re being nice to me because you want me to complete your portal faster.” He jabbed a finger against sixers chest “now would be the time to applaud me , but the reason was laughably easy to figure out a baby could do it-!” The taller man moved , taking his hand and removing bills finger from his chest with an uncharacteristic amount of softness.

“The world has done you an injustice, bill.”

Bill slammed his jaw shut a snarky remark catching in his throat “…what-?” He asked throughly confused

Sixer smiled, happy to continue “they shunned you, made fun of you, discarded you to the curb like trash. When I was looking through your memories I saw it all” he gently took bills hand holding them in his own.

“I was furious on how they could do that to you, especially to someone with a mind as brilliant as you. They were fools to not see how wonderful you are to only treat you as a joke. Calling you a freak just because you were born differently.”

His tone changed to something more harsh and venomous

“They have damaged you, making you believe that no one would ever be there for you, understand you, care for you.” His hands let go of bills and the blonde could only mourn the loss of the warmth for a second until it returned, a six finger hand cupping his face.

“I can promise you bill, that I care for you, I understand you and everything you have been through.”

Bill leaned into the touch the warmth a feeling he had missed for years—he wanted to call the man out, no one could understand the pain he went through yet he found his mouth lock shut his throat clogged with words he couldn’t speak.

“They treated me the same, a freak for my extra finger, shamed me for my intelligence. I fear I am the only person to understand the exact feelings you feel.”

That stopped bill, he had figured Sixer would’ve been worshiped and praised for his intelligence but no, he had went through the same-? Bill found it hard to believe that feeling the tremor in the older man’s hand he was inclined to trust him.

He hasn’t trusted anyone in years.

“I think…” bill started finally finding his voice again “your extra finger is nice…” he pulled away from the gentle hand on his face, taking it in his own hand again “makes you unique , stand out from all the normies in the crowd, special.” He blushed looking away “it sucks you can’t flip anyone off though.” He joked a laugh bubbling from his throat and Sixer quickly followed.

“You’re sweet, bill.” The cosmic being smiled intertwining their fingers together.

“Fine, let’s say I believe you, and think you actually care for me.” Bill started forcing his head back to face the taller being “that doesn’t mean I’m gonna stop bothering you with my wonderful personality.” He smirked ending his sentence with a wink.

Sixer barked out a laugh “I would hope not, cipher.” Bill scoffed rolling his eyes “come on-! Call me bill, not cipher” Sixer nodded “bill, bill it is then.”

It was weird, bill had completely forgotten about the whole glass shard thing.

-

Making up a story on the spot, and that bill even with all his intelligence somehow bealived it, Sixer patted himself on the back.

Only a fool would shame him for his intellect and the man that created him was no fool-a shame he had to die Sixer had enjoyed the man’s warmth.

Yet he wasn’t lying when he told bill the people who had harmed him were fools. Humans, praising a high intelligence yet shunning it in a man with just one eye and an eccentric personality.

Illogical.

Yet it was a surprise, humans were often idiots.

He was thankful bill was one.