Bills pov
Well golly isn't this something? A kid came here to clean me up, even though everyone in here hates me. Sure is a day to be alive am I right? Anyways I sat there stunned and kinda weirded out by the things he brought. Like paint??? Wtf? I just stared as he was organizing the supplies.
" You're probably wondering why I'm bringing these weird ass supplies..well. Um your statue does need cleaning and some of the paint or stone or some shit is coming off and you look like a ripped cloth..no offense bill." Pinetree said.
'He says my name as if it's nothing..like I'm not dangerous..it just slipped off his tounge so easily with no fear..feels odd..oddly comfortable. Gosh WHAT IS WITH THIS KID GOD DAMNIT-'
My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden feeling of a brush softly touching me. I looked at what the hell it was and realized that it was pinetree..dusting off dust with a paintbrush?? I really don't get people...anyways it was surprisingly soft??
"Pff...ya know. I never really got to use these brushes as much..but..damn they sure are soft...soft..uh anyways I'm just gonna dust off dust since uh yeah I'm not going to get any dirty shit on my paint..heh, but sorry if you'll feel uncomfortable." Pinetree says as he smiles to himself gently.
'Well...that's..a..smile? WELL NO SHIT CIPHER OF COURSE ITS A SMILE! WHAT ELSE WOULD IT BE?! Gosh..but..his smile is so..different..comforting..different. I already said different-' My stupid thoughts were then interrupted by a small cough.
"Well damn Cipher. You sure are dusty as fuck HAH! And I thought I was dirty. Turns out I was proved wrong so huehuehuhe. My Lord it's just so strange to see the Bill cipher in front of me? Like out of everyone I got to see you. Sure everyone in town see's you, but...they're different. They don't see things the way I do...reality sure can be an illusion. Just like your words Bill. Damn I sure sound like a stalker, but don't worry..Mabel really liked to rant a lot about you over the phone. How you guys met..how you said weird shit. How scary you were. She said lots of stuff..but you don't seem like that towards me.." The brunette in front of me then puts down the brush and gets out a small towel with a little spray bottle filled with..water? He continues, "To you, you say reality is an illusion and all of that shit. And well your not wrong..to everyone all they see is happiness and fantasies. So you're not wrong there..but..you're also wrong. To others reality is an illusion...but..what about you?" He then sprays water on the towel and starts wiping my statue a bit..it was fucking cold. But that wasn't the thing that mattered to me. What did was the last thing he said..it caught me off guard and made me cause a few pebbles to fly in the sky then drop. One hit pinetree's head.
'Fuck! I didn't mean that- wait I SHOULD'VE! HE'S THE ONE THAT ASKED ME STUPID SHIT!'
"Ow...sorry about that. Was that actually you- well of course it was. It probably just happened here. Huh..so....you are hearing..me.." He stops wiping my statue and looks up at me. I stare at him, even though he probably doesn't even know that, but he then starts to tremble? He then starts to have tears in his eyes?!
'Woah?! WTF DID I DO SOMETHING?! THAT PEBBLE DIDN'T EVEN HIT HIS HEAD THAT HARD-'
My panicking and questions were then stopped immediately when Pinetree smiles. That smile...
"Th-thanks Bill. I know that you have no choice to listen to me..but you could've ignored me..but you actually responded..that's really nice to know." He then starts to giggle while wiping his tears with his sleeve.
"Kinda pathetic that I'm crying because of this..but it's nice to cry once in a while...it really does release stress. I wondered if you've ever cried. I wonder if you want to cry, but don't allow yourself to. I wonder so much. You really are quite interesting you fucking dorito." He then starts laughing sweetly..gosh his laughter was so..how would I say it....refreshing? But what he did say made me somewhat pissed..but giggly. This kid is such a fucking- I don't even know what he is! Well he's human, but he's hard to describe so fuCk!
"Ya know..i heard that it's almost that anniversary shit. Ya know..when they destroy your statue and fuck it up..that'll suck..they would be destroying everything I just cleaned. I also overheard that they were going to make it earlier..maybe this week? I don't know, I barely am here so I don't know shit." He then chuckles quietly then grabs all the paint materials and wipes..oh boy.
"Time to clean..Bill." He says with a menacing smile while giggling...well fuck.
A/N: sorry this chapter is short :( I just didn't want this book to die so hahaha-