There wasn’t much he could do, there was little time to make a decision, and declining the offer would be risky. But had he made the right choice?
(italics are Ford's thoughts)
What day was it? Are days existent anymore? Who knows. It had felt like one or two “days” since Ford had accepted Bill’s offer. He hadn’t done it for the power, but for the safety of his family, who were no doubt upset with him for it. Maybe Dipper has pieced together the real reason behind his actions? He was a smart kid, after all.
”HEY SIXER, YA ENJOYING THE PARTY?”
Ugh. Ford really didn’t feel like speaking with Bill, especially now. There was far too much on his mind.
“Well, I’m usually not into parties or social gatherings, but I am enjoying myself to an extent”
”AW, COME ON, THAT’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH. HOW ABOUT YOU GO CHAT WITH ONE OF MY BUDDIES, LOOSEN UP SOME! WE BOTH KNOW YOU HAVEN’T HAD MUCH RELAXATION SINCE YOUR RETURN TO THIS DIMENSION”.
Well, he’s right about that, maybe one of these creatures is actually sane, unlike Bill. Ford made his way over to a small group of people, wondering what they were doing. It looked like they were playing spin the bottle? But what was that they were chanting? Spin the person? Okay, that’s not as bad as it could be, Ford found himself thinking. At the size they are, a simple bottle wouldn’t be big enough to use, so using a person is somewhat justified. At least she isn’t conscious. After joining him, Bill made Ford bigger so he wouldn’t get squished during the party, so he had trouble himself finding things he could use that weren't too small. Mainly a bed, for one. He hasn't slept in days.
The person stopped spinning, pointing to a red hexagon, assumably the same species as Bill. He then attempted to “run” away causing Ford to chuckle a little. Not that into ladies, eh? His thoughts were soon interrupted by the lady grabbing the hexagon with her tongue and swallowing him whole.
Seeing this, Ford backed away from the game (not that he was going to play anyway). No, there's no way I could take part in this, who knows if that guy's ever coming back, or if he's gone forever He bumped into a small cyan creature.
“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” Ford said as he spun around to face the creature.
“Ah, no, it’s fine.Uh, you’re Ford, right?”
“Yes, and you?”
“Oh…” Well, that should be easy to remember, Ford thought as he glanced at the gaping hole in Keyhole’s head.
“Y-you made the portal, right? You must be pretty clever for your species”
“Yeah, well, Bill did his fair share of the work, along with my friend Fid-” A loud explosion interrupted him. Everyone turned to face the front of the fearymid, there the Time Baby now stood.