I feel guilty. I lay awake in bed. Mabel was fast asleep. I took it. I took the page. The page of the book. I should destroy it, but I was drawn to it. What does Lucifer know about Bill? He said "my project" is that supposed to mean something? It must mean something. I examine it again. The words were all mashed together. I couldn't understand any of it.
Maybe I should put this away. I mean, Bill's gone. We defeated him last summer. In a couple of months, we'll be fourteen. Bill is gone. I try to convince myself that every day since Weirdmagedion, but I still feel like it was too easy. I mean not fighting Bill or fighting his demons. When Uncle Ford erased his mind, and he got it back instantly. That seemed too easy. If Grunkle Stan's mind is back wouldn't that also mean Bill survived? Can't be. It's over we defeated him long ago.
"Dipper, what are you doing up?" Mabel yawed.
"Sorry, nothing. Go back to sleep." I say.
Mabel turned. She started snoring. I pulled over the covers. Maybe I better sleep on my thoughts.
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FanfictionYou guys seem to like my Hazbin hotel Fanfics. So, I decided to make another. This is a cross between Hazbin Hotel and Gravity falls. In this universe, Lucifer knows Bill he knows his motives and more importantly what he is. He knows. He also wants...
