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Bill Cipher x Reader - Prologue

//Narrator’s p.o.v//

Right now, you are inside your house in Japan. You are talking with one of your close friends, Hitoshi Kaneko, and Akari Miwa. His English name is Jackson. And her English name is Rose. You hand picked their English names, yourself. They respect you as both a person and a detective. So they will usually call you, senpai or Y/n - sama to be respectful and polite. And you also like them and respect them too. You have been friends with them when you first got into contact where you stayed at Winchester, England, which was more than 20 years ago.

Flashback in y/n p.o.v

I was walking through the road of Winchester towards the new bakery that opened up 6 weeks ago. And, it has been over a year since I got here, and over a year since my aunt abandoned me here. Well, at least it’s nice here, better than America, where she’s going. Well, it rains more here, not like I’m complaining. I enjoy it. I also enjoy some tea with 8 cubes of sugar in it and strawberry shortcake which I’m going to get at the new bakery. I have enough money, that could last me at least 4 to 6 months if I spend it wisely. And, I can’t get more money, because I’m not the right age. I’m only 7 years old, but I have enough intelligence to pass as a college student.

I finally got to the bakery, and I opened a door.

I walked up to the front of the line, there was no one there besides the bakery worker girl and three other customers.

“Hello,” I said. “I’d like to order something.”

“Oh! Hello, welcome to sweetie mochi’s bakery, how may I serve you.” The girl at the counter said with a closed eye smile.

When the girl opened her eyes she was surprised to see a child standing in front of her.

“Where are your parents?” She asked, still shocked.

“Not in this country.” I said.

“Oh? Do you know where they are?”

“America.” I said boredly. But in reality, I do not know.

“Oh, sorry to hear that.”

“I have money.” I say.

“Oh, what do you want?”

“Can I have a tea with 8 cubes of sugar in it, and a strawberry shortcake, please?”

“Of course!” She says while making the tea.

“So where are you staying, if you have no parents with you?”

“Oh, uhhh.”

“Do you have no place to stay?” She questioned.

“Well, no I do not.”

“I know some one who does.” She says excitedly. “He’s one of the usual customers I have that comes everyday since this bakery opened up 6 weeks ago. I can introduce you to him for you. He opened up a house for boys and girls like you, I bet you will like it there.”

“Okay, you can introduce us.” I say. “But no promises I will go with him.”

“Sure, fine by me.” She takes out a jar of sugar cubes. “Now, you said you wanted 8 cubes of sugar, correct?”

“Yes, that’s correct.” I confirmed. “When does this guy comes by?”

“He usually comes by around 23:00 PM to 26:00 PM.” She says. “What’s your name?”

“My parents called me Y/n.”

“Ok, Y/n!”

(Time-Skip)

It is now 25:16, and someone came in. It was a man, it could be that person that the girl was talking about a few hours ago.

And I was right, like usual.

“Salut, madame.” He says. “I’d like my usual. Please.”

His voice sounded tired.

“Of, course! One dark roast with 1 pump caramel and 1 pump vanilla coming up!” She says going to get the cup. “Hey Y/n, can you do me a favor and start getting the caramel and vanilla?” She asked.

“Sure thing.” I said looking around for them. It was on the side where all of the add on condiments are, next to some plain, and other flavor of bagels and the doughnuts. I picked up the caramel and vanilla add on flavoring, and walked up to the nice lady working here. I handed them to her and said, “Here you go, Onna.”

“Why I didn’t know you spoke Japanese!” She exclaimed while giggling. “I’m half Japanese myself! Well, at least you are polite.”

“I didn’t know you had a child working here.” The man, chuckled.

“Oh, right!” Onna says. “This is Y/n! She’s new.”

“I’m not new, I’ve been here for a year.”

“What?!” Exclaimed Onna. “You’ve been here for a year? Where did you live?”

“Oh, I lived at a nearby hotel.”

“Y/n can come live with me and the others.” The man claimed.

“That’s what I was thinking too, Mr. André.”

Otoko no hito.”I say. “Konnichiwa.”

“Hello to you too, Y/n.”

“You know Japanese too?”

“A little bit, yeah.” Mr. André said nodding his head.

(Time-Skip)

After a little bit of talking I decided to go with him to his house. I mean, it’s not like my parents or my aunt will notice.

I was slightly worried that I wouldn’t fit in, and it looks like André noticed because he said,

“Don’t worry Y/n, you will fit right in, and I bet you that they all will love you.” André smiled while he drove there.

After a few more minutes we have arrived at his house.

The sign on his house read: Mr. André’s Abnormal Home

The lettering was in cursive.

The moment when he opened the door for us, there was a loud ringing, letting everyone inside know that someone was inside, and of course they suspected it to be Mr. André.

“Mr. André! Mr. André! Your back!” A girl with strawberry blonde hair said. “Oh! And he brought someone with him! Perhaps a new friend!”

“Yes, Yes,” He says, “Akira, this is Y/n, and Y/n this is Akira, and yes Akira she’s here to stay.”

“Yay! A new friend!” Akira yelled.

“Jeez, Akira your so loud.” A new voice said.

The new voice sounded like a younger boy, much like the girl standing right next to you.

“Hey, that’s rude!” Exclaimed Akira, offended.

“It isn’t rude, it’s the truth, Akira.” He said, rolling his eyes.

“So?!” Akira questioned, very offended.

“Whatever.” Again, he rolled his eyes.

“Now, now, no fighting while we have someone new present.” André says, splitting them apart.

“Now, Y/n this boy here is Hitoshi.” He said. “Say hi Hitoshi.”

“Hi.”

“Hello.” I said.

Flashback ended

//Y/n p.o.v//

That was how I met a few of my best friends. We all live in my house in Japan. My house can fit up to 10 people, but we all agreed to keep it only to ourselves.

“Hey, Rose.” I addressed. “Can I have some tea?”

“Sure thing! Senpai!”

She went off to make me my tea.

“Hey, Y/n,” My other friend, Hitoshi or Jackson called me.

“Yes?”

“How is that case coming up, detective?” Jackson questioned.

“Oh, it’s going good, I’m pretty sure I just found our lead.”

“Oh really, who do you suspect?”

“A girl named Alice Jewel, I suspect being the murder.”

“How sure, are you?”

“I’m 86% sure that she’s the murder.”

“Why do you suspect her.”

“Well, 1) she keeps buying new cleaning supplies and new of the same clothing she usually wears 2) she lives near where the murder kills and hides the bodies 3) she usually wears white gloves with a tiny speck of blood on them 4) she only ever goes out of her house at midday and midnight, to find her victims and then kill them at night 5) and when she does go out of the house she goes into the alleyways and then she drops by the bar to get some sake before she goes out killing which explains the markings on the victim which leaves out marks that she was struggling to keep it a straighter line 6) one of those nights when she went out killing, she forgot that she left her hair-spiral hair tye and also left her knife behind leaving her fingerprints on it 7) Alice and the killer both have a medical background, experience with making the right movement to get the job done. And finally 8) Alice’s appearance matches up with the killers, there was a few witnesses in her neighborhood that was still awake and saw Alice killing her victims, and no other suspect that the police force mentioned could be the killer matches up with the killer’s appearance, except Alice. That’s how I know that Alice Jewel is in fact the murder.”

“Wow, you really are the best detective.” He said amazed.

“I’m almost done writing the report out.” I say, finishing editing the report on the computer.

“Hey, Y/n-sama, I finally finished making your tea.” Rose said, coming into the office. She set the tea down next to me.

“Arigatou, Rose.”

“Your welcome!”

Right when I finished the report, I got a call. (Incoming call)

“Hey guys, I’m going to take this,” I say standing up. “can one of you upload my report? Thanks.” I said stepping out into the hallway.

I checked the caller’s name. It was my Aunt Laura.

Wonder what she wants, I thought, while accepting the call.

(Y/n, Aunt Laura)

(Call Accepted✅)

Hello?

Oh, hello, mon ange.

What’s the sudden call, Laura?

I just wanted to hear you. See how you are doing.

No, what’s the real reason?

I just wanted to see if you would take a break from work and come visit me for the whole summer.

Hm, alright I’ll be there soon, auntie.

Alright, thank you, mon chérie, I’ll see you soon.

Yeah, bye.

Bye, Y/n.

Oh, yeah, do you still know that I am going by Liv Bright while in public.

Yes, I still know that, and when you get here I have a surprise for you.

Au revoir, Laura

Au revoir, ma bichette

(Call Ended)

I already know where Aunt Laura lives. She lives in Gravity Falls. Which coincidentally you’ve been there a few times with Wendy. Which Wendy also lives there.

“Well, it looks like I will be going to Gravity Falls.”

“What’s that?” My future successor said.

“A place in Oregon, that no one knows about, except when you pass by it and also its population.”

“Cool can we come along?” She pointed to Jackson and herself.

“Sure, we got enough money, for the flights.” I say. “We’ll probably have to take our private jet there.”

“Sure, fine by us, I guess.”

“Great.” I said. “Well we better start packing because we leave tomorrow afternoon.”

“Okay!”

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