"Why are you here Gleeful" Gideon spat. A smug grin formed on Dipper's face as he strolled up to Gideon.
"I'm here to party" Dipper said sarcastically. Gideon locked eyes with Dipper. Both were giving each other death glares. Dipper had never appeared to be the partying type, so why was he here now? Gideon's mind ran at a million miles per hour as he tried to come up with a logical reason. One dreadful thought kept crossing his mind. He knew about the journal. "Bingo!" Dipper suddenly said. Confusion hit Gideon in the face. "Yes Gideon, I know all about the journal" Dipper explained. Gideon's confusion was replaced by fear. Dipper fake yawned just to intimidate Gideon further. "Gideon, just hand over the journal and we can be done here" He said. Gideon was not about to give in that easily.
"No way Gleeful!" Gideon said firmly. Dipper's face was covered in boredom. Gideon knew he had no trump card to play against Dipper, but he also knew that it would be extremely dangerous for everyone if Dipper got his hands on the journal. It was a gut instinct, and Gideon was not one to ignore his instincts. "I don't know what you have planned for the journals, but I know that I don't trust you" Gideon said, trying to put on his best brave face. He expected Dipper to threaten him, or attack him, or maybe even give up and walk away. He was hoping for option C, but what Dipper did instead was far more chilling. He laughed. He laughed like a psycho having a hysteria attack. "What's so funny Gleeful?" Gideon asked venomously. Dipper stopped laughing, but a grin filled to the brim with conceit remained on his face.
"You act like I am out to destroy the world, or enslave, mankind" he said as if it was the most hilarious joke he had heard in his entire life. Then his smile dropped, and his face became like a predator staring down its pray. Gideon swore he could feel the temperature begin to drop. "Trust me when I say this Pines" Dipper spat. "You would do what I am doing if you were put in my position, so don't even try to get in my way when you don't even know if I'm the bad guy" Dipper explained. "Now I think it's time for the baby to take his nap" Dipper said before muttering an incantation. Gideon felt his eyelids pull him to the table as he slumped over. The last thing he saw before falling asleep was, Dipper's sinister blue eyes.

The party was going great now that Mabel and Pacifica were having a heated break dance battle. The best part was neither of them actually knew how to break dance, so they both looked like complete fools. The air was intense as sweat flew from their bodies. Mabel was positive that this was the dumbest thing she had ever done. Pacifica was just enjoying the party. In fact she was having so much fun that she forgot to hate Mabel. Mabel still remained vicious as ever.
    "Why are you even competing, you suck at this" she snarled. Pacifica stuck her tongue out at Mabel in a very mature fashion. She was not about to let Mabel ruin her party with rude comments.
    "Look at the party we've started, and besides your terrible too. At least we suck together" Pacifica said optimistically. Mabel was so surprised by what Pacifica said that she literally slipped up on her dance moves. Mabel could tell that she was beaten, so she stepped out of the dancing ring. She would let Pacifica have her moment this time. Unfortunately Candy, and Grenda were not going to let Pacifica have her moment. As Pacifica was about to do a flip Grenda punched her in the gut. The punch had enough power to cause Pacifica to double over in pain. Not before long she was on the ground whimpering, and to add insult to injury Candy dumped her entire glass of punch on Pacifica. Then she took a bunch of pictures of Pacifica, and posted them on Instagram. Soaked, humiliated, and in pain Pacifica ran out of the room. She gave Mabel one last sad look, but Mabel avoided eye contact. Pacifica ran upstairs to dry up, and change clothes. When she reached the top of the stairs she noticed that she had company. Dipper Gleeful floating in the air looking completely bored.
"Dipper, what are you doing up here?" Pacifica asked, forgetting that she was sopping wet. Dipper looked unamused.
"Well I was looking for your friend's journal, but then I decided it would be easier if you just showed me where he hid it" Dipper responded casually.
"Why would I tell you where the journal is?" Pacifica asked confusion painted in her tone.
"Never mind, I assumed you would know where it is" Dipper sounded disappointed. Pacifica however felt offended.
"How do you know that I don't know where the journal is? I mean maybe I'm not telling you because Gideon doesn't want you to have it" Pacifica stated stubbornly.
"Well yeah that would be flawless logic, except I read your mind" Dipper said casually.
"I'm sorry what?" Pacifica asked disbelievingly.
"I can read your mind as easily as an open book" Dipper,informed her.
"Yeah, and I can turn invisible" Pacifica said sarcastically.
"Oh you mean like this" Dipper said. Suddenly he vanished. Pacifica let out a surprised scream. Bud rushed up the stairs.
"Pacifica what are you screaming for?" He asked. Pacifica whipped around looking for any sign of Dipper. She sighed in relief.
"Sorry, it was just my imagination" she said. Bud nodded.
"How'd your clothes get wet?" He asked. Pacifica was painfully reminded about why she had come upstairs in the first place.
"It was Mabel and her goons" she reluctantly responded. Pacifica hated bullies. They always picked on her for some reason, and it wasn't just Mabel. It was everywhere she went. There was always someone there to pick on her. Bud gave her a sympathetic look.
    "Do you want me to kick them out?" He asked in a gentle tone. Pacifica shook her head.
    "It's fine, that would probably make things worse" she said. Bud sadly nodded, and left Pacifica alone. That was when Pacifica felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around but saw no one, so she turned back around to find herself facing Dipper with a blank face. She tried to scream again, but she was unable to muster any sound. Dipper gave her a bored expression.
    "Are you calm now?" Dipper asked. When Pacifica tried to say yes nothing came out again. She realized she was still on mute mode, so she just nodded instead. "Good" Dipper said. Then with the snap of a finger she could take again.
    "How did you do that?" Pacifica inquired with a mix of wonder and terror.
    "Magic" was the answer Dipper came up with. Pacifica's face lit up like a Christmas tree. Magic was real! This boy was a wizard. He had a strange birthmark.
    "You're Harry Potter!" Pacifica concluded out loud. Dipper's face was priceless.
    "Excuse me?" He had never once been called Harry Potter. Ever.
    "What other tricks can you do?" Pacifica asked hungry for more magic. Dipper no longer looked bored, but rather annoyed.
    "Dangerous things if you don't hand over Gideon's journal" he threatened.
    "Why?" Pacifica was curious. She was always curious.
    "Why what?" Dipper asked back.
    "Why do you want the journal?" Pacifica elaborated.
    "Does it matter?" Dipper asked angrily. This girl was really getting on his nerves.
    "I'm not helping you unless you give me an answer" Pacifica stated. At this point Dipper looked extremely agitated.
    "Fine, one way or another I'm getting the journal, so you better remember this moment. I gave you a chance to give me the journal peacefully, but you chose to be curious. News flash curiosity killed the cat" Dipper said angrily as he began to storm down the stairs. He stopped halfway. "I just realized something" he said.
    "Oh yeah what's that?" Pacifica asked. Dipper snapped his finger, and all the droplets of juice that had been spilled onto Pacifica were floating off her clothes. The red-orange droplets were frozen in midair, and it was a breathtaking sight.
    "I could help you with your juice problem..." Dipper said before snapping his finger a second time. All the droplets flew onto Pacifica soaking her for a second time. "Humility suits you" Dipper said, and then re-entered the party. He found his sister, and her entourage. "Let's go, I've finished up on my end" he told Mabel. She rolled her eyes.
    "Fine" she responded. Just then Candy clung to Dipper's arm.
    "Oh Dipper, I've missed you so much" she said. Dipper shrugged her off.
    "Don't touch me" he said disgusted by her mere presence. He walked out of the party followed closely by Candy with Mabel and Grenda in the back of the pack. By this time Gideon was awake again.
    "Hey you! What'd you do to me" he asked. Dipper rolled his eyes.
    "I put you asleep so I could steal your journal, but luckily for you I didn't find it" Dipper replied. Gideon got a smug grin in his face.
    "Of course not, I have the best hiding spot for it" he remarked.
    "I'll get my hands on it eventually, and when I do you'll regret ever trying to get in my way" Dipper promised.
    "We'll see about that" Gideon said with a fierce look in his eyes.
    "I suppose we will" Dipper returned the gaze for a moment, but then he left.
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    Mabel yawned. It was late at night, and the forest was pitch black. She followed her brother reluctantly.
    "What are we doing?" She asked.
    "I need to show you something" Dipper responded. He lead Mabel to a tree. He pulled on a branch and the ground beneath him collapsed to reveal a stairway. Now Mabel was interested. The telepathy twins descended down into what appeared to be an apocalypse bunker, but what they saw was almost as scary as the apocalypse itself. Standing in the bunker were ten boys who looked, sounded, and acted exactly like Dipper Gleeful. Somehow Dipper had cloned himself.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
No idea when I'm going to update next