I kinda really REALLY love @doodledrawsthings human Bill Cipher, and I have some inspiration to do a road trip. Should I continue it?
“Can’t I just stay here?”
“No way! Now shut your yap and let me think.”
Dipper, Mabel, and their Grunkle Stan had a planned trip to some other tourist attractions, just like their road trip last year. They had planned it for over a month–Stan couldn’t let the kids down and not go. Unfortunately, Ford was nowhere to be found. With some recollection, Stan remembered that Ford had to give some lecture and some placer about some science crap.
Whatever makes him happy, I guess…
With everybody on their various trips, Bill wanted to take the chance and “Maybe actually get some PEACE around here!”
“That’s still a no, bean pole,” Stan muttered. “There’s no way in holy tarnation that you’re going to be allowed to stay here alone.”
Bill groaned. “What, don’t ya trust me after all this time?” he gestured to himself.
Before Bill could spit some insult at him, Dipper and Mabel darted down the stairs with small suitcases. “Grunkle Stan! You ready yet?” Dipper asked with a small smile. The smile faded when Dipper’s eyes met Bill’s. “Oh, great, where’s Bill going to stay?”
Mabel thought to herself for a moment, then perked up. “How about he comes with us?” she exclaimed happily.
“No!” Grunkle Stan and Dipper said at the same time. “I’d rather drink a gallon of your Mabel Juice than pull this wimp on our special trip.” Mabel’s eyes started shining. “And no, that doesn’t mean I will drink it.”
“But Grunkle Stan!” Mabel cried. “What else can we do?”
“I’m thinkin’,” he grumbled. “What if we just toss him into the Falls on our way?”
Mabel glared at him while Dipper smugly smiled. “That doesn’t sound too bad,” Dipper remarked.
“You know I’m RIGHT HERE, right!?”
“Yes, now shut ya trap!”
“I know this isn’t the best situation,” Mabel said, fingering the edge of her sweatshirt. “But Bill’s gonna be human for the foreseeable future, right? Maybe he’d even learn some essential socializing skills!”
“Don’t I have any say in this?” he mumbled. Stan ignored him as he smirked.
“Fine. Cipher, grab a small bag with another change of clothes–we’re going on a road trip,” he growled threateningly. “And if you ruin this trip in anyway, you can say goodbye to your human lifespan.”
Any petty insult that Bill was thinking of was forgotten as the threat was comprehended. He smirked and crossed his arms, dredging up the stairs. “I wouldn’t have bothered you if I could just stay home…”
Dipper gave a wary glance at his Grunkle. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked.
“This isn’t a good idea, this is a horrible idea,” Stan mumbled. “But it’s the only idea we have.”