After Weirdmageddon, when Bill was supposedly ‘destroyed’ he wasn’t actually destroyed. Instead, Bill was shrunken and powers were mostly taken away- of course they were still there but very faint. And so Ford made this special, clear material and placed him inside of it. The area was small, triangular. Not enough room to live comfortably.

You had Bill right now, drawing with black marker on the container, *”what’re you doing?” Bill asked curiously, gazing at the drawing. You drew him a bow tie and Hat because he ‘looked weird without it.’ After a moment, he pulled the drawing into real life, putting the bow on and placing the hat on his head. ”Woah!” *”Double woah!” Bill chimed in.

”okay, I know what I have to do now.” you declared, an idea popping into mind. ”what a threatening thing to say.” he teased.

You went to the basement, stole a couple of materials and remade the container except larger and rectangular, making plenty walking room for him. *”Webs! Why are you keeping Secretss!” He whimpered as you kept the project hidden from his eye. He called you webs for many reasons, whether because of how you act or maybe your birthmark/scar.

”Ta-daaa!” you grinned as you showed him the large rectangular space with rooms and several floors, alongside a bunch of furniture drawn on the walls for him to transfer around. You placed his rectangular space down beside it, letting him transfer containers.

”Woah! Look at you go, kid, you’re really spoiling me!” he exclaimed excitedly, making his way to the furniture and placing it down, arranging some of it in certain places.

”before that! I was thinking, maybe, more clothes than just the hat?” you grinned as you got to work on drawing sweaters and other clothing for him. He enjoyed each item, finally deciding to wear his own sweater design based on him- like you made for everyone like Mabel did. You two often helped out do that.

He was excited, looking down at the sweater before pausing, ”oh no. I’m getting attached!” he realized, thinking to himself.