A Father Daughter Deal

I Don't Need Help!

You stayed there for another 10 minutes not being able to move. When you finally did get up you took the long way home and quietly walked inside. Nobody was up yet so you decided to go to the small craftstore that was 30 minutes away. It was out of Gravity Falls in a new town that was full of gas stations and candy  shops and craft stores. You were friends with the store owner and she gave you a thirty percent discount on whatever you bought because of the walk.

   35 minutes later you got there with a soda pop from the gas station. "Hello Y/N! Your here a little later than usual. You haven't come to visit me in one whole week!" The manager, Julie said playfully. "Well, today everything is half off so feel free to buy whatever."

   "Okay, I'm gonna buy a lot today because I haven't been here lately. Thanks." You said browsing the sketchbooks and pencils. "Ooohhh." You hummed softly to yourself while looking at the new sketchbooks admiring them.

   "Those ones are brand new, shipped by someone named Bill or something with a note saying,' The right person will by the one that speaks to her.' Whatever that means. Pfft!" Said Julie almost rolling on the ground from laughter.

   "Well then, I guess I'll find the one that speaks to me." You said still browsing the sketchbooks. Now, you didn't think this would be your dad, well, because let's face it: there were dozens of Bills in this town, litterally. Plus, Bill left you right after you started trusting him.

   Then you saw one that had a bright f/c dyed leather cover and on the front it said,"Why weep when you could leap?" It was pretty cheasy, but you liked it. You brought it to the register and Julie looked at it closely.

   "I don't remember putting that one anywhere. Weird. But it is beautiful. It really fits you. I can give you some free drawing pencils if you want." Julie said with a hopeful face.

   Usually you would say 'no thanks', but you have had a bad day and ran out of pencils so you said," Actually, that... that would be great. Sure."

   "Really? Oh. My. GOSH!!! Yay!" Julie said handing you two boxes of drawing pencils and your sketchbook.

   You walked back home and by the time you got back to the home it was 8:00 and everyone was still asleep. "Wow." You whispered to yourself.

   "Hey, uh, Y/N? I was wondering-"

   "Dipper?" You asked a little startled whipping around to see Dipper standing there completelty clothed in his normal out fit and wide awake.

   "Uh, yeah. I was wondering, well if maybe-" Dipper stutered.

   "Yeah?" You asked, trying to help him move along.

  "Do you wanna go, uh-" There he goes again, stuttering.

   "Go out? Sure!" You said enthusiastically, maybe a little too enthusiastic but whatever, Dipper didn't seem to notice.

   "Cool! Where do you wanna go?" Dipper said happily.

   "I know this place out of town that is amazing and known for their coffee and stuff. We could also go to the bookstore." You suggested. When you said 'out of town' Dipper's face seemed to light up even more if that was even possible.

   You and Dipper left 20 minutes later and stopped along the way to have a cup of chocolate milk.

   "I don't have this often. It's great!" Dipper said enthusiastically. "I also never new this place existed. I knew there was an 'out of town' but I thought that would be an even crummier place than normal Gravity Falls."

   "I know right?!" You said smiling. "Oh look: the bookstore!!"

   "Let's go in!" Dipper exlaimed grabbing your hand and dragging you in.

   When you got in Dipper looked awed and you had a proud face. He dragged you to your favorite section and showed you all the big books. "Dipper, I go to this section all the time. I've read all these books." You giggled quietly to yourself.

   "What? Really? That means.... you like mysteries!!" Dipper exlamaimed. Well he wasn't supposed to figure that out.

   "Uh, well. Here it goes I guess." You said slightly stuttering." Okay. sigh. As a kid I got bullied for being obsessed with mysteries and then I pretended I hated them and everyone loved me. So I always pretend to be clueless about them and now that you know.... Don't. Tell. Anyone." You said the last part slowly so that Dipper would understand clearly. It did feel good to get that off your chest and you were a little happier.

   "Well, I think you're great the way you are and well, maybe I could help you be yourself a bit more-"

   "I don't mean to be rude, Dipper. But I don't really like getting help." You cut him off. He sighed and a peice of paper came out of nowhere and hit you right in the face. You opened it and it had perfect calligraphy on it, it said:

        You should get help from him, Y/N. He knows what's best for you. And I'm very sorry about Bill.

                                                                        Yours truly,

                                                                                               anonymous

   "What was that?" Dipper asked looking over your shoulder trying to see the letter.

   "Nothing." You said calmly stuffing the letter in your pocket, or at least- trying to.

   Dipper grabbed the letter before you could put it in your pocket and read it."Bill?" Dipper started," Bill has something to do with this? Why didn't you tell me? I'll help."

   "I don't need help!" You said running. eventually you ran into a random piece of the woods and stayed there. Dipper wasn't there so you thought he didn't come after you. I knew he didn't care. Not one bit.

   Eventually it got dark and the moon was out. It was freezing and you were shivering. You tried to move but you couldn't- it was to cold. Eventually you couldn't feel anything and everything went black. But before it did you heard:

   "Let me help you."

   "I- I don't n-need any help."