Mabel's P.o.v

"I haveee a plannnn!" I asked frantically, shaking Dipper back and forth. He groaned as I shook him violently.

"Is i-i-it a g-g-good p-p-plannn?!" Dipper asked back, still getting shook by me. I stop and he holds his head.

"MY PLAN WAS TO FOLLOW YOUR PLAN." I state loudly. Dipper groans and physically slaps his forehead.

"Mabel we got a crazy lunatic on our hands. We need to get him to Grunkle Ford before he wakes up. Okay so-" Dipper explained thoroughly to me. I nod with a smug look on my face. I already knew the drill- Kind of anyways.

I zone him out and look carefully at THE Bill Cipher, who tried to kill us. The one who created chaos and weirdmageddon. The one who tried to kill my family and whoever was in it.

The exact one who never listened to reason. Twisted and tightened deals for his own gain. It gave me a shivering feeling, like ice put on my back. I squint at his little left black hand. I swear I saw it moved a bit, gripping tightly in the green grass. The wind started up again, but harder. Everything feels dark. It didn't feel right-

"MABES! HELLO?!" Dipper screamed in my ear, moving his hand in front of my face. I flinched quickly.

"YES?" I ask, confused and antsy.

"Did you listen to what I even said?" Dipper questioned slowly, giving me a stern frown.

"I think I got it. But just in case....Tell me everything again I wasn't listening." I say quickly.

Dipper groans and smiles, sighing.
"Long story short:We need to grab Cipher before he wakes up and take him to Ford or all nightmare and weirdmageddon will happen again!"
Dipper yelled back frantically.

Fear spilled from his voice. My mouth gives a slight "o" motion and we both go on opposite sides of Bill. Dipper by Bill's legs. And me by his arms. 'Those arms and legs look like noodles or black licorice-' I giggle at the thought. Dipper sighs fearfully at the being he saw before him.

"Count of 3 and we'll pick him up. 3-" Dipper starts. I get my arms ready.

"2.."

"1!"

I quickly grab his arms and might I tell you how weird it felt. Like flesh and foam mixed together. Especially how small his black arms were, I felt like I could break them. Dipper shivered and gave a weird look.

"Come on..." He motioned and we carried him over to the Mystery Shack. He didn't seem that heavy. Like we are carrying a few bags of chips. 'Wink wink wink.'

Instantly, We heard a loud argument. Which is probably from a customer with Grunkle Stan. Inside the Shack were a ton more customers than usual! A lot came out, but still I could hear the talking from the inside. Especially Grunkle Stan, and selling fake items.

"We need get him in through another way. Follow my lead." Dipper says seriously.

I nod and we stay near the trees. People leave left and right, through the trail. One guy got some 'gold rocks' and others even got a little cardboard souvenir. I look down, carefully stepping over twigs and stumps.

Tripping would mess all this up and Dipper would totally get mad in a nerdy way. Pushing past the Pinetrees and bushes, each step was a crush of brown and green leaves as they fell off the trees.

Dipper sighed heavily and looked at the small opening into Ford's lab. A metal trapdoor on the bottom side of the Mystery Shack, with a odd shaped handle.

"I found this last summer when I played D D and more D with a goat- Don't ask. Just, hold Bill okay?" Dipper said, pushing the little triangle into my arms like a little baby.

I gape and look down. His one eye looked so peaceful being closed. Her arms moved and he turned to the side. It was so cute and adorable, that a squeak of "awww" escaped my mouth. 'I should be totally freaking out and panicking, but how could you say no to a sleeping demon? I'm dying...of CUTENESS!'

I quickly snapped a photo of him sleeping into my phone, and take a look.

"Haha blackmail-" I whisper sneakily.
Dipper pulled on the handle with both his hands, having a struggle.

I didn't utter a word, because waking the dorito would be a nightmare.

"Dip..ever wonder why this lil dorito became a villian? I mean look how cute! How old is he? Maybe in weirdmageddon we were actually fighting a toddler! Or a very very old man! Ew hope not, but look how cute!" I say frantically.

He gave me a weird look, and then thought about what I said.

"Acually I don't know. I have so many questions for him, but they won't be answered, no matter how it works. But, right now we need to deal with this." Dipper called, opening the trapdoor, and coughing when dust came from the entrance.

"Course you have questions. It would be weird if you didn't bro bro." I chuckled and he smiled at me.

He looked at Bill snuggling in my arms. A small frown appeared on his face.

"Mabel *cough* This way. *cough*" Dipper murmured, extending his hand and motioned to follow, dust disappearing slightly.

"K Dipdot!" I say in a cheerful banter. Dipper kneeled down, and ducked his head. I hear a THUMP then silence.

"Mabes, hurry before he wakes up! Be careful!" Dipper yelled down below. I breathe in and out, stepping towards the metal trapdoor.

Then, I stop.

Murmuring came from the triangle. I stopped, listening in.

"No...n-no..can't..n-n-no..." Bill mumbled. He genuinely seemed scared. It was super weird coming from the dream demon who scares people and dominates everyone.

I start to walk to the metal trapdoor, kneeling, but I feel a tiny finger wrapping around mine. I blushed lightly.

"MABES, Come on!" Dipper yelled, startling me slightly. I shook and Bill wiggled quickly. A moan escaped him.

"Oh no.." I whisper and as fast as I can, go inside, jumping down into the lab.

"Mabel! Stand back, sweetie!" Ford yelled, aiming a gun at Bill. I go wide eyed and Dipper steps in front of me.

"WAIT." Dipper starts, then looks at me.
"Mabel..put him down." I look away and nod, placing him on the metal ground, facing up.

Ford pulled the trigger, and Bill was embraced in a aura of blue, getting moved with Ford. A soda sound escaped the metal door, and a whole new room was opened!

"WHAT THE-" I start loudly.

"Grunkle Ford, what is this?!" Dipper said in astonishment.

Dipper ran in with wide eyes. He touched every wall, and gaped at everything here. I chuckle, then look to Ford, who used the gun to set Bill. It wasn't careful, that's for sure. Bill basically face planted, as Ford huffed and stormed out of the room. Dipper followed and talked to Ford carefully.

"What? Yeah..I-I Bill-Oh..Yes definitely-"

I couldn't hear the rest, but I knew they were talking about Bill in such a sneered and dark way.

"Mabes, let's go out, maybe downtown for a bit?" I looked at Dipper with frustration.

I never know what's going on with Ford and Dipper. They keep everything to themselves. Although with all this conflict and Bill, it made her head split in two. She just nodded like usual, and followed her brother to the metal door, turning once to the sleeping demon,"I hoped was sleeping."

My heart stopped on that thought. Did he die? How did he even get here? Geez, she felt like Dipdot deciding on a food choice at breakfast.

"G-Grunkle F-Ford.." I say in slight interest. Suprizingly, with a stutter.

My eyes glistened a bit, like a glass pane. Ford looked away quickly and at Bill. Ford shook his head, looking at me deeply and in full on concentration fixed on me.

"Neice, you and your brother are going to leave to get me the stuff I need right now...Besides-" Ford said reluctantly.

"Why can't I stay?.." I asked.

Ford looked at me with sadness. He grabbed my shoulders and I take a side glance at Dipper, who looked serious. Ford moves in front of me, making my eyes look at him.

"Mabel, nothing will happen here anyways! Your friends missed you, even the townsfolk, so go have fun." I smile at Grunkle Ford and nod excitingly. It's been so long since she had seen her friends!

"Okay Dipping Sauce! Let's gooooo!" I exclaimed loudly.

"Ha, okay wait up! We still got a list-" he starts, but I raced out the door.

Dipper sighed and gave a serious dark look to Ford, then at Bill. Ford smiled lightly, and motioned to have a good time. As Dipper left, Ford got up and kneeled to the demon. He grabbed the small metal cuffs he worked on, and strapped them to Cipher's wrist. The cuffs closed tightly on the wrists and glowed a dark aura.

Ford then jumped to his feet, and ran over to the remote. Not a normal remote anyway.

He grunts, as he put on the yellow rubber six fingers gloves to both hands with a snap.

"Oh Cipher...You messed with the wrong family-" He sneered in a dark tone, grabbing the scissors.

The scissors close with a long echoing snap, as the dream demon was still sound asleep, unaware of the old man's intentions.

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//Authors Note:By the way, updates on chapters will be roughly every week to check Grammer, spelling etc. This Chapter is done early so why not publish?//