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

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Last Chapter-

The whole group chuckled at Ford's remark. You all walk back chuckling along. Jack stayed there listening to his friends and their adventures in the past 3 years. You all walked out. It was empty except for the jazz performers from earlier talking about whatever. Jet bent down to you, "I hope to see you at the afterparty, are you going to come?" You excitedly grin, "Yes! Hope to see you there too!"

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You and Ford ran back home to the Mystery Shack. Weirdly, the S in Shack was up there. Ford drowsily opened the door and let you in first. Ladies first I guess, hm? Stan was sitting at the table in his business attire. Mabel and Dipper were sitting next to him. Mabel jumped up from her seat and ran up to you both. Dipper had a surprised look on his face, though you could see from the eyebags under his eyes that he was tired. Mabel hugged Ford and worriedly said to you both, "WHERE WERE YOU GUYS!? WE WERE SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU! I even made another sweater!" You looked at Dipper with a normal face, but still thought how is knitting a sweater relevant in this situation? Dipper explained, "If you're confused, Mabel likes to knit sweaters to calm herself down when she's stressed." Ford chuckled and explained, "We were dealing with a ghost problem-" Ford covered his mouth as he appeared to gag. He excused, "And I probably shouldn't have done that considering the reason I was supposed to stay here. Now if you'll excuse me-" Ford turned around and walked out the door, "I'll get myself some fresh air..."

All eyes turned to you. Mabel giggled, "I love your dress! Where did you get it?" You shrug in response. Mabel brushes it off, "Anyway, I want to hear about the ghost!" Dipper added to Mabel, "Yeah, I'm also interested." You chuckle and sit down at the table, across from Dipper. And you made a summary of what happened this entire time.

"Wait! The afterparty!" Mabel's jaw dropped, "The what now?" You clarified, "The afterparty is at 10:00 P.M. It's for VIPs." Mabel excitedly squealed, "Can I come!?" You shrugged, "You have to either work as part of the crew or pay up." Mabel shouted out loud, "HOW MUCH DOES IT COST!?" You flinch at Mabel and say, "I think like $100 or something." Mabel happily exclaimed, "YES, YES, YES! I have enough!" Stan took a sip of his Pitt Cola, "Yeesh kid, a whole 100 bucks?" You shrug, "I get to go in for free as I mentioned." You excused yourself, "I better freshen up."

You washed your face in the bathroom mirror and looked back at yourself. You looked down back at your dress. You couldn't help but notice a thin layer of dust and dirt that had settled on your dress. It was dusty and dirty because of the whole adventure. You grabbed a soft cloth and began meticulously cleaning it. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, you stood back and admired your reflection in the mirror with a smile. The golden lining around the dress now gleamed under the soft glow of the lights, ready to make a grand entrance at the afterparty. Wearing a pink fluffy and feathery gown, Mabel opened the bathroom door and with excitement said, "Are you excited for tonight!?" You look back at Mabel and chuckled, "I guess..." Mabel screwed her face, "You don't seem excited." You laugh it off, "Mabel, no one can ever be as excited as you are." Mabel chuckles with you and grabs you by your shoulder. You feel a bit of pain as she touches the bruises on your arms. But start wondering, what were the bruises on my inner arms from?

You and Mabel found yourselves standing outside the doors of this gathering. As you stepped inside, the air was dense with mood. Jet greeted you and said, "Hey! Glad to see you here!" You chuckle and said, "Why wouldn't I be?" The room was adorned with vibrant lights, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the tiled floor. You kept looking around in amusement, "Wow, this place is lovely..." Jet chuckled, "I was the one who set it up. Of course, Jerry helped a little bit. But whatever." Without hesitation, you were having fun hanging out. As the night wore on, however, you found yourself growing increasingly bored. The atmosphere began to lose its luster.