Take Over: a Gravity Falls Fanfic

Chapter 10

Bill crept closer and closer to Wendy. Dipper was mentally screaming at him and trying to take control again. He didn't know what he would do if he hurt Wendy. Suddenly, Dipper saw Wendy grab something from the table and she unscrewed the lid and poured it all over Dipper.

"Die you evil creature!" Wendy said

Dipper looked at the substance that Wendy threw. It was salt.

"What are you gonna do, season me to death?" Bill chuckled. "You're too much fun."

"Well it usually works in movies and stuff..." Wendy said.

"Well not this time," Bill said.

Then Wendy had a better idea.

"Okay so maybe salt won't stop you, but I know what will," she said, reaching over and grabbing a can. It was Mabel's red strawberry spray. Dipper was allergic to it.

Wendy sprayed Dipper with it, and Bill began coughing.

"What is this?" Bill coughed and sneezed.

"It's called perfume, dumbie. And you, being Dipper and all, are allergic to it," Wendy smiled.

"Not if I'm not Dipper," Bill said.

"What do you mean?" Wendy asked.

Bill smiled and then left Dipper's body entirely. Dipper blinked and began sneezing. He was very allergic to the perfume and probably needed to leave the room before he had a breakout. But where was Bill? Dipper say up from the floor and saw Wendy lying on the ground.

"Wendy!" Dipper shouted and ran to her. What has he done? There was no blood, and not a wound on Wendy. Did Bill use a spell or something?

"Wendy?" Dipper cried.

"Well, well, well," Wendy said. But it wasn't Wendy. It was in the evil, echoey voice of Bill.

"Bill! Get out of her!" Dipper demanded.

"Oh, look at this thing," Bill said, looking in a mirror. "This ones way better than your old body any day. Strong, look at this, my legs are so smooth!" Bill said, rolling up Wendy's pans and stroking her leg. "But what is this mixture of feelings? Sadness, anger, fear, anticipation? Are these mood swings?"

"Bill get out of her!" Dipper said again, grabbing the knife.

"Come on kid, hit me with your best shot!" Bill said. "I'll kill her for you, if you want," he said, walking towards the knife.

"No!" Dipper shouted. "What do you even want? Why are you torturing me?"

"I'm just having a little fun... And trying to get the journals..." Bill said.

"What if I helped you get the journals?"

"Well the only way to do that is to get around your uncle," Bill said.

"I was planning on getting him out of the way anyways," Dipper smiled to himself. Did he really? He knew it was just Bill messing with his mind, but he felt like anyone who got in his way needed to be stopped.

"Dipper watch out!" Dipper heard Wendy as Bill flew out of her an back into Dipper.

"Dipper you have to listen to me. Don't listen to Bill. He just gave me a vision. If he follows through with his plan, all the journals will be gone, and so will everyone you love," Wendy said.

"I'm not sure if I do love anyone," Dipper said in his last moments before Bill took over. "Stay away from me."

"Alright, Red, he's convinced me. Stay out of my way, keep your trap shut, and maybe I'll spare you," Bill said, shoving Wendy out of the room. "Good night!" He shouted, slamming the door.