Take Over: a Gravity Falls Fanfic

Chapter 4

"Bill!" Dipper shouted. No response. Dipper was outside the Shack trying to find Bill. "Bill get back here!" Then Dipper saw him in the driveway with Wendy.

"Bill!" Dipper yelled, flying over towards Bill.

"Yeah, that would be awesome!" Dipper heard Wendy. "Maybe we can even get Mabel in on it!"

"Get Mabel in on what?" Dipper whispered to Bill.

"Yeah sounds great, I'll go ask her. Don't leave me!" Bill said as he ran from Wendy and headed towards the Shack.

"Bill!" Dipper yelled even louder, flying as fast as he could after him.

"What is it, Pinetree? I'm kind of in the middle of something," Bill said, out of breath from running.

"Dipper!" Mabel said, running through the Shack door. "Dipper! I'm ready! Let's go!" She was dressed in her cat sweater and had a pink headband on.

"Great. Hey, me and uh- Wendy?" Bill said unsure, looking at Dipper to approve of the name. Dipper rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yeah, Wendy, wanted to know if you wanted to put all our tickets together at Pizza Palace so we can get the big prize."

"That sounds super cool, bro!" Mabel exclaimed, grabbing Bill's hand and running towards Wendy. "Let's go!"

The all piled into the car. Stan finally came out from the Shack, followed by Soos and they all squished into the car.

"Wait!" Dipper yelled, flying to the car. "I'll stop you Bill!"

"How can you stop me if you don't exist?" Bill laughed maniacally as he rolled up the window of the car.

Bill was evil and tricky. His demented eyes were yellow, Dipper didn't know how nobody noticed it wasn't him.

Dipper flew after the car as Stan sped out of the driveway and onto the road.

Finally when they reached the Pizza Palace, Stan parked in a handicapped space. When they all got out of the car, they all noticed the handicapped sign.

"Uh, Stan, can't you get fined for parking here?" Mabel asked.

Stan stuck a handicapped sticker on the back of his car.

"Nope," Stan said and lead everybody inside the magical Pizza Palace, filled with delicious pizza and arcade games. Dipper flew threw the doors and memories flooded back to him. He hadn't been to Pizza Palace since the beginning of the summer. Stan brought him and Mabel there after they had a fishing day. The smell of pizza and breadsticks flooded the air, and the sounds of buttons being pushed and the electronic noises of arcade games were able to be heard from anywhere in the building.

"2 adults, 2 kids, and 1 senior," Stan said to the cashier in the front of the line to the long pizza buffet.

"Stan, you're not 70," Wendy whispered to Stan as the cashier pressed the buttons in the cash register.

"Just keep it low and they'll never know," Stan whispered back to Wendy.

Dipper was glad that Stan hired Wendy back. He didn't know what he'd do without Wendy. Sure, a relationship with her could never work out, but she was still totally cool and fun to hang with.

The cashier handed Stan 5 plates, all different colors. Mabel and Bill raced to the beginning of the buffet and began piling pizza slices onto their plates.

Bill ran to the soft drinks machine and grabbed a cup to fill up with soda.

"Human soda. I'm gonna drink it like a person," Bill said as he began to pour the soda into his mouth and it began to spill over into the rest of his face.

Dipper slammed his face into his hand. Bill's going to get him embarrassed in front of Wendy. He's going to probably do something Stan won't approve of and get him in trouble. He needed to stop him before he did something bad. Not just something small like messing with Wendy, like something big, such as hurting Mabel.

Dipper approached Bill while everyone else was grabbing pizza.

His eyes were wide and there were soda stains everywhere on his clothes.

"Bill!" Dipper yelled.

"Hey, Pinetree, what's happening?" Bill said casually as he began refilling his soda and his eyes twitched.

"Bill, I want my body back!" Dipper demanded.

"Whatever Pinetree wants, Pinetree gets," Bill shrugged, snapping his fingers.

Dipper felt a pain in his head and shut his eyes tight. When he opened them again, he wasn't hovering above the ground by Bill. He was in his own body again, on the floor, with soda all over him and the ground.

"Yes! I'm in my own body!" Dipper exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah, Pinetree, enjoy it while you can," said a voice in his head.

"What?" Dipper said to himself.

"Yeah, it's me. I'm still here. You don't expect me to leave now, do you? The party just started! I've got big plans, you didn't think I was just going to give you your body back, did you?" Bill laughed.

"Get out of my head!" Dipper screamed out loud, hitting himself on the head, knocking his hat off of his head.

"You're hilarious Pinetree," Bill said.

"Hey Dipper."

"Oh, hey Wendy!" Dipper choked, standing up and putting his hat back on.

"Woah, are you okay?" She asked, referring to the soda all over him.

"Yeah I just... The machine kind of... Exploded on me..." Dipper lied.

"Here, let me help you with that," Wendy offered, bending down to Dipper's height and trying to get the soda out of his clothes with her napkins. After a few minutes of attempt, she gave up and stood up. "Eh, it's no use. Here," she said, taking her flannel jacket off. "I was getting hot anyways," she said, tossing Dipper her over shirt.

Dipper smiled and removed his shirt and put Wendy's dry shirt over it. It seemed weird seeing Wendy with just a plain white tank top. She literally wore the same clothes everyday. Dipper wondered if those were the only clothes in her closet. Then it occurred to him that everyone in Gravity Falls wears the same clothes everyday except Mabel. Weird...

Dipper refilled his his soda and walked to where everyone was sitting. As he began to stuff his face with pizza, he almost spit it out. What did Bill put on his plate? Dipper looked at his plate. It was Fish Pizza. His least favorite kind that caused him to vomit when he tried it. Dipper tried to think of happy thoughts as it went down his throat.

"You okay bro bro?" Mabel asked. "You look a little... Nauseous..."

That was it. Dipper felt the vomit rising from his throat and spilling out all over the table. As he threw up, he could hear Bill laughing inside his head. Bill planned this.

"Dipper! Dude!" Wendy shouted as Dipper began running to the restroom.

"Not now Wendy!" Dipper shouted back from the restroom.

Wendy stood by the restroom door and slid down by the wall holding something Dipper left at the table.

His hat.

Mkay guys sorry for leaving it here I know it's kind of awkward just leaving you hanging at Dipper puking XD I was writing while I was in the car and think it's time to start a new chapter! Hope you guys are liking it so far! Please don't hesitate to comment and tell me if it's good or not and how I can improve!