Bill's P.O.V

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Sofas bouncing on their tails as if they were pogo sticks. Glasses made out of screaming beards. TVs crawling around like spiders. What kinda mad house is this?

Oh yeah. That's right. It's my house.

"O-ok, Bill. Your house can't be that bad. Right?" I made another Bill pop up on the chair on the ceiling. His expression said it all. "That bad?"

"NO! WORSE! YOU EXPECT MABEL TO BE COMFORTABLE IN THIS MAD HOUSE!? YOU EEDIOT!" Oh man. I have a point. This place isn't any place for Mabel.

"Yeah...you're right. What If Mabel looks at this place and gets freaked out. What if she doesn't want to be my friend anymore
andnotonlywillmyonlychancetbreakoutofthissttupidplaceisruinedbuttheonlynormalpersonwholikedmewillbegoneforever!" I started (somehow) hyperventilating, and my clone gave me a paper bag to breath in, which I quickly put on my eye.

"Sheesh, Me, Relax. We can fix up this place. Fellas?" My clone opened the door, and in walked more of me.

"Alright guys. We need to fix this poor excuse of a house into something you can have a date in. How shall we do it?" The Bills looked at me, and I started thinking. What do humans like?

"Well, first off, I'm sure humans like things they can actually reach. So...off with the chair on the- WAIT!" The chair sucked itself back into the ceiling. "We can't change this house. If the Henchmaniacs see a normal house, their gonna FLIP!" The house flipped upside down as I said that. My clone wrote down something on his notepad.

"Yes, I see. Very well. We'll make a new house."

"Yeah...and one of us will stay here. Who's going to stay here?" All the Bill's raised their hand. Well...this was going to be hard. They're all handsome. No, not the blue one, he seems to sad. Eyepatch human? No, no no no. Wait...what the... Eyepatch human with fish tail? NO! WTRWRWFBXSRWSRGZHX- A SKELETON WITH AN EYEPATCH!? THAT'S IT!!! I'M GONNA-

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AND WE'RE BACK!

Ok, so, after a few votes, we decided that the Bill staying in the regular house would be the one whose eye would crawl out of his body at times.

"WE WON'T LET ME DOWN!" We, as in Bill and the eye who keeps trying to eject itself from its owners socket.

"All right. Now, we need to build new house. Tell us what we need to make this house human fit?" Well, you heard the man. Your a human. Tell us what makes a house fit?

Ok...gravity would make an nice touch.

So, your human heads don't like sitting upside because you hurts when you get up? Ok, understandable.

You like TV's you don't have to capture in order to watch your shows? Fine.

OK! OK! I GET IT! My house is messed up.

"OK BOYS! IF WE WANT OUR HOUSE TO BE MABEL FRIENDLY, WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO DO SOME NORMAL THINGS!" My clones did seemed baffled.

"NORMALITY!?"

"YOU BITE YOUR NON-EXISTENT TONGUE!"

"Cmon guys. For Mabel." I pulled out a picture of Mabel.

"Awww. OK! FOR MABEL!" My clones chanted.

BUILDING MONTAGE!

3rd person P.O.V
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Cut to scene where the Bill's order "regular" Wood from Quest Buy.

"Oh...I'm sorry sir, but your on the "No-Buy" list for several laws broken, including those of time, science-"

"Look, sloth boy, I'm a changed man. Well, changed, triangle demon, But still. You can trust me..." Bill placed a triangle halo on his hat, but the sloth still didn't seem impressed while pulling out a book with a a six fingered hand on it.

"Apparently, according to this book written by the man who changed the world, you are a liar, a monster, and a snappy dresser."
Bill seemed annoyed by this.

"Fine....have it your way..." The Bill's scattered, stealing all the normal things they can. The sloth pulled up a phone.

"Time police? We have your most wanted demon stealing items at Quest Buy." Time police officers immediately burst through a nearby wall.

"HE'S EVERYWHERE! WE NEED MORE REINFORCEMENTS! IN THE MEANTIME, GET ANY BILL YOU CAN FIND!" One Bill looked back and had a panic attack.

"GUYS! TIME POLICE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" The Bill's scattered, running out of the store in different directions. Most of them got away, but Grunkle Bill stopped at the sight of a sad cursed clown statue.

"Oh this. This is beautiful. I need this." He was grabbed by a Mabel Bill.

"Grunkle Bill...you know humans don't like clowns."

"Yeah...but this sad clown statue. It's....I NEED IT!" Mabel Bill tried to stop Grunkle Bill, but before they knew it, they were grabbed by the time police.

"GOTCHA! You're being sentenced to a universal wide tour of the Synthesized Suckers." F.Y.I, The Synthesized Suckers are masters of Synthesized music. In fact, The Synthesized Suckers' only instruments were Synthetic-Based.

"NO! NOT SYNTHESIZED MUSIC! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" Mabel Bill tried to escape, but was fed smile dip to be put asleep.

"Ok, fine. You got me. I'm going on a torture trip of my life time where my non-extant ears fall apart, but at least make me keep the sad clown statue." The time police officer was confused.

"Sad clown statue? There is no sad clown statue." Now it was Grunkle Bill's turn to be confused.

"You know. The sad clown I wanted before you caught me." A sloth worker joined in on the conversation.

"I'm sorry, But we don't own any clown statues."
"Then what was that thing I was obsessed about?" Meanwhile, the Clown statue blinked.

"DARN IT! ANOTHER PERSON TO KILL GONE AGAIN! I'M REALLY TIRED OF WEARING THIS GREY PAINT!"

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Cut to a construction sight, where Bill's are using bulldozers and cranes to build a new house.

"OK GUYS, REMEMBER! NO EYEBALLS! NOTHING POPPING OUT OF THE FLOOR! NO FURNITURE ON THE CEILING!" Teeth was just walking by.

"Stocking a strange concoction of substances for the apocalypse, do da le do. They're all gonna die. Say, Boss, What's all this building for." Bill dropped the "normal house" blueprint.

"UHHH....TOTALLY NOT A HOUSE!" Teeth "stared" at Bill for a while. Teeth shortly left and met with the rest of the Henchmaniacs.

"Alright guys. Bill has been acting strange ever since he put that turkey on Mabel. What do you think's going on?" 8 Ball raised his hand.

"What if Mabel tricked Bill with that Smile Dip candy and it caused him to go bonkers?" Hectorgon provided a counter argument.

"No, Bill should be immune to Smile Dip. What if Mabel put some Mabel juice in that stuff. It's coffee and nightmares' baby."

Kryptos stood up.

"WHATEVER THE CASE, IT'S ALL ICE BAGS'-" Pacifire cut Kryptos off.

"Shooting Stars'."

"WHATEVER! ALL WE KNOW IS THAT IT'S THAT GIRL! WE SHOULD GET RID OF HER!" Xanthar smashed the ground.

"SMASH GIRL!" Amorphous shape started sifting into random things.

"WE SHOULD SWITCH THE SPOTS OF EVERY BODY PART IN AND OUT!" An Eyeball Bat flew up from it's chair.

"WE SHOULD TAKE THAT STUPID GIRL, AND PUSH HER OFF A CLIFF!" The Henchmaniacs cheered.

"YES! YES! ALL GOOD PLANS! WE WILL GET RID OF THAT STUPID GIRL!" Teeth took a marker and drew an "X" over Mabel's face on a white board he pulled up. Teeth then looked at Pyronica.

"Pyronica. You've been silent at this meeting. What's going on?" Pyronica was done studying the book called "Book Of Lies".

"Oh. Well.....Mabel is far too....innocent for all that. You know, maybe we could...think of a new punishment...eh?" Teeth stared at Pyronica for a second.

"Innocent? Is this a ruse? You never use the word innocent as a compliment." Pyronica seemed offended.

"TEETH! I WOULD NEVER LIE TO MY FELLOW HENCHMANIACS!" Pyronica put on a sweater with fingers of indeterminable species stitched onto it in a Scouts promise gesture. "SCOUTS' HONOR!"

"Meh, I'm fine with that. OK! NEW PLANS TO KILL MABEL!" The Henchmaniacs started blabbering words as Pyronica snuck away with the same finger of indeterminable species crossing its' fingers on the back of her sweater.

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Cut to Bill having "normality lessons" with the most normal person he can find. The British Dog he made appear when he started making nightmares come to life.

"Ello, Ello, Ello. What reason you triangular trickster call me for?" Bill was tense having "normality" lessons.

"Look, Dog man, I need you to teach me how to be normal. I have a date with this girl, and I need your advice, OK?" The British Dog looked at Bill as if that was a stupid question.

"First, you need crumpets and tea. That's the most normal thing Man can serve. Soup and biscuits are also are also good."

"Ok, Ok, what else? Anything about decor?" British Dog Man pulled up some fancy decorations.

"Chandeliers, Fireplaces, And nice smelling candles. All this is your great big ticket to normality town." Bill seemed annoyed about the fact he was going to have to use all THAT, but anything for Mabel.

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Cut to a fancy finished house in the middle of the nightmare realm. The Bill's seemed happy about how it turned out.

"It's...It's so normal..." One Bill was on the Brink of Tears.

"I know. The most normal thing I ever owned.... Alright Boys. Back in the hat you go." Bill sucked all the other Bill's into his hat. He also got out the very tall hat and fancy bow tie. IT'S DATING TIME! *cue lightning crashes*