☆•°𝔸𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣'𝕤 ℍ𝕠𝕣𝕟°•☆[Billdip]

【☆•°ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙:𝔹𝕝𝕦𝕖°•☆】

Wind whisked around Dipper's head gently, his hair swaying within it's reach. He blinked his eyes, once, twice, maybe three times before looking around himself. The brunette's steps echoed with the wet ground he has been standing atop of. The ground felt stiff, as he drifted lightly across the floor. The wetness drenching his shoes and making them drip. the area he was in was drenched in darkness, besides the one mirror standing infront of the brunette that reflected non-existent light. He walked up and stood infront of it, peering into what seemed like a continuation of the room he was in. Flashing a bright blue, he awoke..

Drenched in sweat, and panting just like he just got done running a mile or two. A light source was shining brightly above him, but he couldn't see where it was coming from. He swung his legs over the edge of his bed and stood upright. Looking over to the mirror that stood full attention in his room, he walked over. The drip drop of his dream coming back and allowing him to hear it.

The mirror that he now stood infront of reflected the glow of the light source above. Peering into the mirror, Dipper saw nothing but the top of his head with a small, blue light appearing through the forest of his hair. He moved his hand up to move the hair that was blocking the light, and was shocked to see that his birthmark had started to glow. "What the-" looking back at his dream, he remembered a blue light flashing infront of his face before waking up. Confused and worried for himself, he dusted it off as an illusion and walked back to his bed to get a couple more minutes of sleep.
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"DipDop! Hello?" Rustling of the door handle made Dipper wake up once more and go to open his door for his sister. "Morning, Mabel." He said with a yawn. "Mornin' bro bro!" She responded, "Now hurry and get dressed! Stan's making Stancakes and then we're going to walk around town!" Dragging her brother to his closet, she exited the room giggling. She's up to something Dipper thought, sighing with a smile and going through his closet to find something to wear. He ended up grabbing a pair of boxers and a hoodie to shove overtop. The hoodie covered his bottom part, making it seem as if he had nothing on underneath.

Dipper walked out of his room and slipped downstairs swiftly. "Ah, hey kiddo!" Ford said, looking over to Dipper. "Mornin' Ford!" Dipper responded as he walked into the kitchen. "Morning, Stan!" The older Pines twin looked over to the brunette and smiled. "Morning, Kid. Want a Stancake? They're fresh!" Dipper nodded, walking over to Stan. Giving the younger male a plate and two Stancakes, he ushered Dipper to sit down by his sister. "Enjoy the cakes, kids!" He said, before going back to the stove to make some for himself and Ford.

"So, why do you look like you haven't slept in around twenty years?" Mabel asked, "Didn't get much sleep I guess... I'll be fine, Mabes." He responded, picking up his fork and eating a Stancake. "If you say so, Dipper." She said, mouth full of food. Once Dipper finished, he put his plate in the sink and went back up to his room.
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He opened, then closed his door and locked it in the process. Then walked over to his mirror to try and Decipher this weird incidence that had happened during the night. Pinning his hair up with a hair-tie he sat down. Looking at his birthmark, which only seemed its natural- Or normal- colour.

His eyes squinted. Was it an illusion? Is Bill back? Did he actually produce the light? Was he hallucinating? The answer was far from anything he'd known. He reluctantly closed his eyes and focused on what happened in his dream- if what he saw was actually the truth and real.

Hour after hour passed, his dream had slipped from him and all knowledge he knew about Bill Cipher was tossed aside. He was just about to quit, but a bright beam of light flashed infront of him. He closed his eyes once more and covered them with his hands.

Dipper removed his hands once the beam died down, then peered in the mirror to see if anything had changed. Instead of seeing himself, he saw a blue silhouette of a demon, but this demon wasn't shaped like Bill. It had long hair, either braided or in a pony-tail, and it seemed to be wearing a crown of some sort. The last thing Dipper noticed, was the tail swaying from side to side and the horns.

Another beam of light, brighter than the one before blinded Dipper and made him grunt in pain. Fading away, the light dissapeared. Leaving behind a white Pinetree behind right ontop of the silhouette. Dipper's Sign in the prophecy. He opened his eyes and looked at the pinetree. This was definitely, not Bill. Bill controls the dreamscape, not mirrors... but he could've given Dipper the dream, right? Both the silhouette and sign disintegrated, leaving the mirror to reflect Dipper, and Dipper only.

Scooting towards the mirror, still skeptical from the beams of light he touched it. The mirror rippled beneath his touch, but nothing besides that happened. The longer he pressed and stared, the hotter his finger got. Soon enough, the mirror sent off an electrical charge enough to bounce Dipper to the other side of the room opposite of the mirror, and creating a loud thud in the process. Dipper had the attic room, which was the highest point in all of the mystery shack. Of course, Ford was the first one to dash up the stairs and see what happened.

"Dipper?!"

Dipper's fingertip turned red, due to the charge, and the hairtie had broken off aswell. His hair dangled in his face as he was struggling to stand upright. The shocks had ran through his body and possibly damaged some of his muscles but he kept trying to stand. Thankfully Ford was there to help him, and make sure he wasn't dead. "What the hell happened up here, Dipper?" Ford asked, all Dipper did was walk over to the mirror and touch it once more. The mirror rippled, and shocked in again. "I-I don't know... but all I know is that this mirror really doesn't like me..." He said, getting back up.

Ford watched in surprise, "Dipper, did you just make the mirror shock you backwards?" He asked, the brunette. Said brunette nodded, and looked at his grunckle. "I bet it's just Bill messing with us again." Ford said, watching Dipper walk back to the mirror and gently press his forehead against it. His dream came back in full force, the electric shocks becoming numb. It seemed as though he could phase through the mirror. But his strength lasted only a mere second before being cast back to the opposite side of the room once again.

This time, Dipper sat upwards instead of standing. Ford was long gone, probably trying to take note or conjure some silly invention to investigate Dipper or his mirror. The brunette decided that it was enough for one day and hopped into his bed to go to sleep. He set his hat down and turned off the lamp next to his bed, the turned the other way and closed his eyes.

"I hope this never happens again.."
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1257 words, wow. Anyways, this is probably going to be a new focus of mine! Not only because it's a new au, it's because I've never seen anyone with this au before so-
Something new for me, and possibly you, ya beautiful bitch! Anyways, See ya next time ~ExoticAfton🧈