Good Little Follower (Bill Cipher X Reader)

C32: Hershey Kisses

     Your eyes burst open, waking up to the sound of a smashing jar!

"Shh," a sweet voice hushed from the other side of the store. "Will you keep it down, Casper! (y/n) is still resting over there."

"Well don't blame me, dearie," said what sounded like an angry, old woman, "Not all of us have nonpermeable hands."

"Just give me the jar," Bill argued back.

There was a huff from the old woman, then the sound of an unscrewing lid.

     You sat up, slowly, shielding your eyes from the ceiling lights.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," he teased from behind you.

"How long was I out," you asked, stretching.

"A while," he replied, sweetly. Bill handed you a (peanut butter and jelly) sandwich. "Here," he said. "If you're ready to leave, we can head back to your place!"

You looked down at the sandwich. "You made this for me?"

"Huh," he uttered. "Oh, yeah! I figured you'd be hungry when you woke up. I forget how often you're supposed to feed humans to keep them from croaking, but I don't wanna take any chances, ya' know! Haha!"

"Awe, thank you," you gushed. "You're a sweetheart."

He looked like he was going to speak, but he just sighed and floated off.

You smiled, face turning pink as you watched him leave, then you bit into your sandwich. It was pretty good actually; he really was sweet, making it for you.

     "That thing is nothing but a burden," said an old man voice.

You turned to see Ma and Pa floating behind you.

"Thing," you asked, offended.

"Oh, sweetie," said Ma, "you can do much better than a fella like him."

"You don't wanna get mixed up with a creature like that," Pa continued her statement. "Believe me, there's plenty of humans that will love you just fine, and treat you much better than that mischief maker."

You clutched your sandwich, fuming. "You don't know anything," you muttered.

"Well I know one thing," said Ma, "I know that monster is nothing but trouble, and-"

That did it."OKAY, I'M GONNA NEED YOU TO TAKE SEVERAL STEPS BACK, YA' CATAGORY NEGATIVE ONE BASTARDS," you shouted in rage.

Ma and Pa were taken aback.

     "You don't know JACK about that lovely lady in the little, black bowtie," you yelled at them, now standing up. "That creature back there is not a monster! He's a sweetheart and a leader. He's smart and he's funny, he's the most darling gentleman I've ever laid my eyes on... He is a troublemaker, sure, but I like that part of him too! I like that he's fun and he's wild, and it's not you're job to tell me how to feel about him because nothing you say will ever change how much I care!"

The world around you had lost all meaning as you ranted, hearts in one eye and burning temper in the other.

"He has a heart of precious gold," you went on, "wrapped in a wall of stone, that bumbling shit muffins like you can't see through!"

Pa turned a flaming red, flames of orange begining to ignite upon his shoulders. "THAT IS NO WAY TO SPEAK TO YOUR ELDERS, young-"

You pointed into his face. "Give it a rest, you retired douche canoe!"