CHAPTER 2

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PREVIOUSLY:
…Unknowing that Bill Cipher is roaming free once again.

After lunch Dipper asked Ford, “Hey Ford, can I talk to you about something? It has been weighing on my mind for a while.” Ford responded “Of course, but in just a second. Are you ok, Dipper?” There was a short moment of silence, with Dipper waiting and fidgeting with his thumbs. After Ford was done cleaning the dishes. “So what did you want to talk about?” Ford asked. Dipper responded with,“Uh, so I have been really bad…”  Just then Mable crashed in yelling, “Hey, I lost Waddles and and and I don’t know where he is and will you guys help me find him, do you know where he is? I miss him a lot and I lost him, and-” “Mable! Calm yourself. Now where is the last place you saw or left Waddles?” Dipper asked. “Okay, um um, I think I left him at the, um- Oh! I left him at the edge of the woods right outside of the shack to go pee!” Mable frantically responded. Dipper sighed, and uttered, “What woods? There are woods all around the shack.” Mable, annoyed at his sarcasm, sarcastically remarked, “To the left of the shack, Pinetree.” Dipper was taken aback for a second, before responding with an anger-filled, “Yeah, yeah. Whatever Shooting-Star.” Ford quickly jumped in with a growl in his voice and snapping his fingers. “Hey! Stop it you two! You're going to turn out like me and Stanlee if you keep going like this! Don’t let this be your broken machine.” The two young twins, along with Stanlee in the corner trying to read ‘Gold chains for old men’ went silent. Dipper, after a far too prolonged silence, finally spoke up  “Let’s just look for the stupid pig.” Mable, angered, muttered, “You sound like Bill in your body, Bipper.” Ford, not knowing what she was talking about, but understanding the tone, shot her a glare. Dipper heard Mable say something, but couldn’t decipher it, also shot her a glare, “Let's just go” Stanlee said. Ford firmly stated “ And no more fighting you two” looking at Dipper and Mable. They all go out to the woods to find the missing pig, spitting up to make it faster and to prevent any more fighting. After a long hike through the woods, she finally came across Waddles. With excitement in her voice she said, “Waddles! Oh it is so good to see you again! Did you knock down that rock over there? You little evil pig you! Breakin’ rocks. Hehe, it looks like it has a hand holding a top hat. I am so happy I found you!” Guess it’s time to go back to the shack… with Dip-Bipper”. She thought bitterly.
          After a few hours, guilt started to weigh on Dipper’s mind. To end this, he decided to apologize. He approached Mable’s door in the attic, and sorrowfully asked, “Hello Mable. I am really sorry about earlier. Can we just put it all behind us? We always do petty fights like this. Can we make a truce?” Mable swung the door open, causing it to slam against the wall. Dipper naively thought that this meant that she accepted the truce, so he leant his hand out hoping for her to shake it. Mable, annoyed and disgusted by his ignorance, snapped at him by saying in a mocking tone, “Oh, yeah sure. What? Are you Bill hiding in Dipper’s body? Huh? That would explain why you’ve changed so much and why you started acting so weird around me.I mean, the handshake just fully gave it away ‘Dipper’.” Dipper stood there in shock, unsure of if that was her anger speaking, or her anger unlocking the doors for her true thoughts. She slammed the door in his face, leaving him with questions unanswered. He just began to go down the hall and lay in bed.
Dipper goes to lay his head down and think, but time begins ticking by. The clock ticks away with his eyes growing heavier as the minutes turn to hours. Eventually, they grew too heavy to uphold, and they slid down and shut. With his eyes closed, a room was built around him, just like the old attic. Eventually his eyes opened, but he was immediately alerted that he was in a dream. He was confused by this, but he dismissed it and carried on. He scanned the room, wondering why he was here, and not in his current bedroom. But before he had finished the full scan of the room, there was a peculiar shadow coming from the direction of the window. Dipper led his eyes up from the floor, revealing Mable on the stool again, but this time, not by her own choice. There was the damned yellow demon accompanying her, with his foot on the edge of the stool. Dipper looked away from the humanoid, and back at Mable, and this time he noticed the ‘o’ shaped rope around her neck, a black blindfold around her eyes, and a cloth in her mouth. Dipper screamed, yelling for help but was immediately silenced by Bill. Bill, with a grin ear-to-ear said, “Oh how nice it is to see you again, Pinetree.” Dipper fearfully screamed back, “Let her go! Let her go! Please!” Bill, continuing his joyous smile, uttered, “And why would I, I promised to kill her all those years ago. Remember?” Dipper jolted up in a cold sweat and warm tears streaming down his face, fearing the odd feeling of the dream. Like deja vú. Before he could think a lot about it, he saw the all-too familiar glowing yellow bricked hat, accompanied by the humanoid demon. 

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