Bill Cipher's Little 'Friend' - Gravity Falls (Platonic Bill x Child Reader)

Chapter: 15 - Interesting (Ep4|S2)

Episode Name: Sock Opera
Time: On the way to the opera        

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I sat in the car, looking out the window. Of course, I had brought (F/Stuffed Animal) with me, I couldn't leave home without them!

I stared out the window, the sun high up in the sky.

"Grunkle Stan, do you think Dipper was acting weird today?" I blurted out, glancing up at my great uncle.

Grunkle Stan cocked an eyebrow up, turning to look at me, "Kid, he's always weird."

"Eyes on the road!" I panicked, watching as he quickly returned his gaze to the road, almost driving into a tree.

He swerved just in time. "Woah! That was a close one," Grunkle Stan muttered. "So you were saying?"

I nodded softly, looking down at my stuffed animal, "I guess Dipper's always been a little odd, but today it was just... wrong." My voice was low and soft like I was unsure how to word it.

"Oh yeah? How so?" Grunkle Stan questioned.

"I'm... not sure. He's usually nerdy weird but I guess the best way I could describe him today is... confident?" I said though it sounded more like a question. I was doubting my response.

Grunkle Stan snorted, shaking his head, "Dipper? Confident? Kid, the day Dipper is confident is the day I'm unbanned from the thirty-two states I can't enter."

"But, have you seen him today?" I retorted back, frowning.

Grunkle Stan sighed, "Look, (Y/n)? Dipper is fine. He's just acting off because he's tired. I swear the bags under his eyes could fill a wardrobe that would put the Northwests to shame."

"I guess..." I sighed, looking away.

Grunkle Stan could tell the mood was souring, so he attempted to switch the subject up.

"Are you excited about your sister's puppet show (Y/n)?" Grunkle Stan asked me while he was driving.

I smiled softly, realizing he wanted to keep me in a positive mood, so I brushed it off. "Yeah! I saw her making the puppets all week. She even gave me a puppet! Look!" I show off a sock puppet of myself to Grunkle Stan, leaning forward to show him.

He let out a chuckle, shaking his head, "I swear Mabel better pay me back for all the socks she stole."

I laughed, looking out the window. Something returned to mind as I recalled what Bill had talked with me about a few days ago. My expression shifted, resembling a faint frown. Could my family be keeping secrets from me? And with how Dipper acted today, I just get a bad taste in my mouth. I'd probably be more concerned with his behavior if nothing was going on.

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FLASHBACK

I woke up this morning late to the sound of someone falling down the stairs, and as I went downstairs, scared and worried, I thought I heard Dipper talking to someone. When I got downstairs I spotted Dipper. Lodged in his forearms were a couple of forks, the area surrounding the puncture growing irritated and bloody.

Tears welled in my eyes as I stared in shock and fear at the scene before me. When Dipper noticed I was there, he gave me a weird look.

"D-dipper what are you doing? You're scaring me..!" I stuttered while crying and backing up.

Dipper looked at me, with a glint of sinister pleasure at my fear, a big smile plastered on his face, he shook the forks off his arm.