"DIDJA EVER NOTICE THAT BOTH TIMES I CAPTURED YOU WE HAD DRINKS TOGETHER? ONE TIME I SANG YOU A SONG, AND ANOTHER TIME I OFFERED TO PLAY DUNGEONS AND MORE DUNGEONS WHICH I DON'T EVEN LIKE?"
That last part wouldn't have come out if not for the chemical help.
He is trying to think through the champagne and the years, to reframe some of his and Bill's big interactions.
Bill was a monster. An absolute monster. But he did tie Ford up a lot. Drinks were involved. Ford had been very worried about many other things at the time. But some of what happened is....suspect.
"All right, all right, just -- slow down," says Ford, holding his hands up and pushing them away a little. It's not a hard-stop, but he's a little overwhelmed.
"This has only been a thing for me for fifteen minutes. I can't think about -- about role-playing the times you've captured me. I'm still trying to figure out where I stand on sleeping with you!"
He looks at Bill sideways.
"I didn't even know we were sexually compatible," he adds.
"YOU'RE INTERESTED, BUT I'M ORIGINALLY FROM THE SECOND DIMENSION, WHERE NOTHING IS FUN! IT'S BASICALLY A CONTRACT BETWEEN YOUR FAMILIES WHERE THEY SELL THEIR KIDS TO EACH OTHER TO TRADE SPAWN PROTEINS AT A POLITE DISTANCE."
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This is new. This is very new information for Ford Pines.
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That last part wouldn't have come out if not for the chemical help.
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And oh no, Bill just offered to play DD&MD to get close to him?
Are you a fake geek girl, Bill Cipher"And how was I supposed to know you didn't actually want to play?"
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"I DO WANT TO! I WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU."
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But he rallies.
"But I didn't know those were dates, Bill. You might have been on a date, but I was looking for a way to escape!"
consent issues warning probably
"I GAVE YOU LOTS OF BIG CLUES!"
He teleports to the piano bench and plays some clomping notes.
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Drives him nuts how stylish Bill can be sometimes. They both breeze past the horror of being flirted with while afraid for your life.
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Eyelash flutter. Bill, you just kissed. Literally like a minute ago.
"BUT SOMEONE BEING CLASSY ON PURPOSE AT YOU IS FLIRTING! THAT'S IN THE RULES!"
He plays a flourish on the keys; QED.
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Ford sounds very doubtful.
"What if they're just trying to rub it in your face that they have it all together and you're tied to their wall?"
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"WELL, THAT WAS HAPPENING TOO! YOUR SECRET ADVANTAGE IN THAT SITUATION IS THAT YOU LOOK REALLY GOOD TIED UP."
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"You were looking at me?!"
How is he supposed to feel about that? Ford has some very mixed emotions sloshing around his brain.
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And that's the flippant answer, but Bill doesn't leave it there. He does a swoon over the keys.
"OH NO, I'M CAPTURED AND PINNED TO THE WALL BY A CLASSY AND HANDSOME GUY! WHO KNOWS WHAT ME AND MY HOT LEGS ARE GOING TO DO IN THIS STICKY SITUATION?"
Bill sits back up.
"AND THEN NEITHER OF US DID ANYTHING! SO YOU CAN SEE WHY I GET A LITTLE FRUSTRATED!"
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He is trying to think through the champagne and the years, to reframe some of his and Bill's big interactions.
Bill was a monster. An absolute monster. But he did tie Ford up a lot. Drinks were involved. Ford had been very worried about many other things at the time. But some of what happened is....suspect.
"Oh. Oh, you were flirting."
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"YEAAAAH, YOU GOT IT."
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"I had no idea."
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Bill, no.
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"All right, all right, just -- slow down," says Ford, holding his hands up and pushing them away a little. It's not a hard-stop, but he's a little overwhelmed.
"This has only been a thing for me for fifteen minutes. I can't think about -- about role-playing the times you've captured me. I'm still trying to figure out where I stand on sleeping with you!"
He looks at Bill sideways.
"I didn't even know we were sexually compatible," he adds.
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That's because its weird.
"OH RIGHT! I GOT OFF TRACK. WE AREN'T. BUuuUUT..."
In the mindscape they are!
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Everybody can, technically.
Hm.
"SO CAN YOU, IF YOU WANT TO TRY BEING A TRIANGLE! EXCEPT DON'T DO THAT, I DON'T RECOMMEND IT."
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Bill pours himself more champagne.
"GIMME THIS."
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That is Victorian.
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whoops did i lose this one? 8/
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