Down With the Deals (Bill Cipher x Reader) [Discontinued]

__________

Last Chapter-

A long silence stood. You remembered something. The camera. You took it off your head and looked at it. You faced it. The red light was still blinking, showing that it was still on. You smiled at the camera as you wiped the lens with your finger. You turned off the camera. I guess this is my final goodbye. Everything went completely pitch black as you completely lost sense with your senses. It felt like it was a dream all along.

__________

You woke up in a single instant and a flash of heat swept over you, why does this seem so familiar? You weren't wearing your black cloak and it sat on your bed. You look down at the black sweater that Mabel gave you, though it wasn't on you. Your black combat boots were replaced with Greek leather sandals that were slightly worn off. Your dark blue jeans were now short gray shorts (they looked very similar to Dipper's). And your classic white T-shirt was now a gray tank top that matched your shorts.

You looked down at your gauze-covered left hand. It felt strangely familiar with how it was. The layer of gauze was not that thick, so you could move your hand freely. You looked at both sides of your hand with confusion. It looked like you could beat someone up. You looked at the blood that seeped through, the splotches were in the same place as you remembered. I mean- I could beat someone up... But I won't do it if it's not needed. Wait... What about Gideon? He surely needs a punch in the face.

What kind of weird Deja Vu is this?

You slowly walk down the stairs. You almost fell off at the end because you were in such deep thought. You walked over to the vending machine to get yourself a Pitt Cola. You inserted the coin and unfortunately, the vending machine must've glitched out because you instead received some plain sparkling water. I-it happened again...

You walked outside drinking your sparkling water, "Hello, everybody... Does this morning seem weirdly familiar to you?" Mabel and Giffany were talking to each other before. And Dipper was standing next to the door with a strange face of deep thought. They all greeted you back and Mabel remarked, "Love your outfit, Y/N!" You, with a wry and suspicious smile, thanked Mabel and she chuckled suspiciously, "Where did 'ya get the shorts from?" You stopped drinking your sparkling water and looked down at your shorts, then glanced at Dipper's shorts. You turn back to Mabel and chuckle, "Mhm, I stole 'em from Dipper's drawer." You sarcastically said to Mabel. Mabel giggled and Dipper groaned quietly to you, "Off topic here, but I agree. This morning seems too familiar..." You rolled your eyes and decided to shout to Mabel to fend her off (you wanted to talk to Dipper more), "IT WAS A JOKE!" Mabel said, still giggling, "Or is it?" "It is made by the same company and that explains the similarity, but that doesn't mean it's his!" You yelled out, annoyed. Mabel kept on giggling, you knew you had to say something about it. You rolled your eyes and sighed, "It's weird, think about it. I'm eleven, he's thirteen... I'm a girl, he's a boy... Your whole thing has made you think that other girls are obsessed with boys too. Just to be clear: I'm not the type of girl to get a partner," You took a giant gulp of your sparkling water because your mouth got dry from all the talking. Dipper said something to Mabel, "Yeah, she's too keen to ever be lovestruck by some... Just some guy! Especially me!"

"Love is stupid. Love is just a whole conspiracy made by candy companies to sell more sweets on Valentine's Day," You said. To the left of you, you heard Stan, "HA! I knew it! I knew I wasn't goin' crazy!" You got a jumpscare from him and stayed silent with an even more surprised face. Stan leaned closer to you and whispered, "And I think Santa Klaus is just a scheme made by the toy company to sell more toys." You stayed silent. "Welp, your injured hand explains the blood on the floor. 'Ya know you'll have to clean that up, right?" Stan remarked out of nowhere. You sighed with a concerned face, "Yeah..." "What happened to your hand? Just asking..." Stan said. You paused thoughtfully before saying, "Ford says it's a curse. It gave me deep cuts and my hand bled..." Stan nodded, "Curses will do that to 'ya!"