You were an anomaly- well, Bill created you. You were his creation and he treated you almost like his child. Once bill was destroyed, his powers were taken away and he became just like a basic mortal. You were about his only creation that survived Weirdmageddon and you know Mabel. Well, she decided and begged Stanford and Stanley to let them keep you and Bill since you two were powerless. They eventually gave in. Since you were created not too long ago, you were young, still learning. So basically in other words, you were a child.

Stanford was taking information on you, writing in his notebook when you kept squirming to get out of his grasp because since you were small, he held you by the collar of your shirt, keeping you ‘contained’. ”Quit squirming around, kid. I’m trying to get work done.” Stanford grumbled irritatedly as he rifled through his notebook. Then, you used one of your powers for a short moment since it wasn’t completely drained and he winced when it blinded him for a short moment. He quickly dropped you aside and covered his eyes, ”Goddamn it!” he yelled. ”and now look what you did! Bill made you to be a weapon, can’t you see that?!” he scolded.

Bill came into the room, quickly picking you up to his chest ”that’s easy to answer. Because they’re not a weapon! They’ll never be a weapon! They’re your-“

”Enough!” Stanford yelled, cutting off Bill. ”…you are such a burden…” he grumbled as he nudged Bill away from him, ”take them away. I’m busy.”