Billdip *Completed!*

9- Mellaf Sah Sllaf Ytivarg

Part 9:

Nellaf Sah Sllaf Ytivarg

In Cell-

(Mabel)

I hug Pacifica.

She starts to cough up blood.

We all try to comfort her.

"I'm no doctor, but I think we need medical assistance. NOW," I say.

"I... heart failure... at risk for... pulmonary edema..." she manages.

"Pulmonary what now?"

"Lungs... fill with... liquid..." she says coughing up more blood.

"Had medicine at... home..." she says crying.

I wipe away the blood with my shirt.

I suddenly hear footsteps coming from upstairs.

Someone walks to our cell.

"Hello," my brother says.

He looks different than before.

Dressed more casual.

Just a t-shirt and blue shorts like when we were 12.

"Dipper! Help us! Pacifica is dying! Some weird heart failure thing!" I beg.

Dipper nods and walks into our crappy cell.

He touches Pacifica's heart and starts to hum.

We all listen to Dipper's tune.

Pacifica opens her eyes and smiles.

"My-My heart! I feel... PERFECT!" She grins hugging me.

"Mabel!" She yells.

She kisses me.

I leap to hug Dipper.

He backs into the wall as I hug him.

"Ugh," he groans.

Dipper pushes me off him.

He starts to walk out, but I grab his right arm.

"B****!" He screams clutching his arm.

Black blood runs down the side of the arm.

"Oh God Dipper... what is-"

"You did this. I've told you not to touch me. I'll have to punish you now," he growls.

He snaps his fingers.

Bill appears by his side.

(Bill)

"Bill," my lover says.

"Yes my dear?" I grin.

"Mabel, she-"

I grab his arm and lick his tattoo and the blood away.

"Better?" I ask.

"Y-yes," he stammers.

"C-Can we..."

Can we torture Mabel?

"Of course. Anything for you love," I smile.

A steel rope wraps around Mabel's neck.

I drag her out of the cell.

"P-Pacifica! Stan! Ford! Help!" She yelps reaching for their hands.

We teleport away before she can escape.

In Torture Chamber-

(Mabel)