Welcome back my little demons! I tried not to be gone too long this time. Enjoy the chapter!

When you realize you wrote that three weeks ago and failed again. But here ya go!

Bill Cipher's POV

I threw my fist into the rocky surface of the wall, watching as my bleeding hand healed itself almost instantly. It took away the pain and with it the fun.

Why the hell did I kiss Pine Tree!? Why in all the realms did I kiss him!? What is wrong with me!?

I slammed my head into the wall, sending me sprawling backwards. I needed to feel pain. I needed something to tell me I was real and everything I just did was real as well.

No matter how much I wanted to stop thinking about it, I couldn't. I couldn't get his lips out of my head, nor could I forget his bewildered expression.

I could feel the hint of a smirk playing at my lips, and so I slammed my head against the wall again.

I was not feeling for a mortal. I, Bill Cipher, was not becoming attached to a human. I could care less if he got hurt. I could care less if he died.

But the reoccurring ache in my chest told me I was lying.

Dipper's POV

I sat for what felt like hours trying to comprehend the strange motives of Bill Cipher, but I could come to no conclusion other than the fact that he was insane.

I then realized there was no real reason he kissed me except for his pure insanity, so I forgot about it, sealing it in the back of my mind to be brought up at a later time, or hopefully never.

Only it wasn't that easy because every time I thought of him, I thought of that again. What was he doing to me?

First he tries to possess me, then he tries to hurt me, then he tries to kill me, multiple times, then he wants to go on a date with me and now he kisses me!

I don't think I would every really understand Bill Cipher and trying to figure him out was like trying to stay awake when you haven't slept for two days: pretty impossible.

A few moments later Bill returned, this time in his usual bright yellow tailcoat and yellow hair. This man really loved yellow.

"So you're probably wondering where you are," Bill said, "and the answer is here!"

Bill snapped his fingers and the room around me faded into darkness. Was I falling asleep, or was none of this real?

"Oh it's real alright," Bill's voice echoed around me. "Now why don't you say we play a game?"

I noticed the edge to the voice. Something with Bill was off. He was angry. I didn't know why he would be angry at me though. I just agreed to let him use my body wherever and whenever he wanted, and I agreed to stay with him.

"Bill, are you okay?" I found myself asking. Truthfully, I didn't know if I wanted an answer.

"Never better, Pine Tree," he spat my name, sending chills up my spine.

Something was wrong with him. Or maybe nothing was, maybe something was wrong with him when he was playing nice, and it was only a matter of time before he got better and returned to being–

"Your thoughts are so intriguing, I think they'll help influence this next game. Because I'm so evil, I'll be the farmer and you'll be the little bunny rabbit. And guess what today is?" He asked, a cackle rising in his throat.

"What?" I croaked into the darkness.

"Pie day!" Bill cheered. Oh god.

I tried to stand up from the cold cave floor, but suddenly my bones cracked and I let out a silent scream. I was met with a moment of sharp pain throughout my entire body. I tried to call out to Bill but the only thing I heard from myself was odd noises.

"On the farm, ev'ry Friday
On the farm, it's rabbit pie day
So ev'ry Friday that ever comes along
I get up early and sing this little song!" Bill's voice echoed through the cave as he sang.

My stomach sank and I shook in fear. His voice was extremely loud, and I realized I could hear other things in the cave. Everything was so loud! I moved my hands to the sides of my head to cover my ears, but I realized they weren't there. They were on top of my head and they were covered in fur.

Oh my god he turned me into a fucking rabbit!

I tried to scream for help, but Bill's loud voice met my ears again, singing, "Run rabbit, run rabbit, run run run!"

And so I ran. I couldn't tell where I was going, but I could hear that I was getting farther away from his singing, so I continued running that way.

"Run rabbit, run rabbit, run run run!" I heard again, etching closer to me.

Running on all fours was hard. I'd never had four legs before, let alone be this tiny.

I could hear Bill getting closer again, singing, "Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmers gun. So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run!"

A bullet flew passed me in the dark, nicking me ear and sending me flying into the cave wall. I tried to reach towards my ear, but my little stubby legs prevented me from doing much, so I huddled against the wall in pain.

My ears were ringing and I couldn't make out sounds anymore. But something told me I had to keep running. I threw myself in the general direction I was running before, hoping it was the right way out.

Soon enough I could see some light and my eyes started to adjust. I could see the cave walls before my hearing returned to me. And when it did I nearly jumped out of my skin, or well, fur. Bill's footsteps were right behind me.

I swerved towards the exit, using my hind feet to launch me from Bill's waiting grasp. But at the mouth of the cave sat a large fox, a hungry look in its eyes, and rabbit in its teeth.

I skidded to a stop, not knowing which direction to go. Back to Bill with his gun and his mind tricks, or towards the fox, hoping he was full.

I chose the fox. As soon as his eyes laid on me, he dropped the dead bunny from his mouth and stood silently. I leapt as fast as I could past the fox, not looking back on Bill, and scurried under the leaves of the forest. I hoped neither of them would find me there.

"Pine Tree!" I heard Bill scream, not in anger, but in sadness.

Confusion swarmed my brain as to why Bill sounded so sad. I peaked out from the leaves, inching forward enough to see Bill. He was crouched on the ground, holding the dead bunny.

Holy shit! He thought the dead bunny was me!

A stray tear fell down his cheek and I felt my stomach tumble. I had to tell him I wasn't dead, even if he got mad at me. But I couldn't talk, so I would have to hope my thoughts would suffice.

Inching closer to him, I rustled the leaves trying to get his attention. But instead I got something else's attention.

I sprung in the air, trying to leap towards Bill, but the fox jumped too, it's jaws wrapping around my tiny body.

Bill!

His gaze shifted quickly to the fox that had just leapt passed him, to me, the bunny sitting in his mouth.

I squirmed around, trying to free myself from the fox and point at my one eye, hoping Bill got the message. His eyes widened, just as the fox bit down on me, making me let out an animal like scream.

I felt like someone had chopped me in half, but as soon as the pain was there it was gone. I slumped over suddenly, not even able to hold up me head. I tried to move, but I could only feel numbness.

"Pine Tree!?" Bill gasped, charging towards the fox.

In the haste of the fox to get away, it dropped me suddenly, and I landed on the ground with a soft crack.

I could see Bill picking me up, but I couldn't feel it. He brought me to his eye level and I could see he was crying more now. That was something I never thought I would see in a million years.

"I'm sorry, Pine Tree. I'm so so sorry." And that was something I never thought I would hear. "I was so stupid. I shouldn't have turned you into a bunny. I shouldn't have–"

He gasped, as he realized he tilted his hands too far back and I was falling. But because I couldn't shift my weight or turn, I couldn't land on anything but my neck.