Take Over: a Gravity Falls Fanfic

Chapter 13

"So why did you want Dipper's body, anyways?" Mabel asked Bill.

"Oh nothing much. It's just he's one of the smartest kids I've ran into in Gravity Falls. Plus he had access to everything I didn't," Bill said.

"And what would that be?" Wendy asked.

"A body. And the journal. Duh!" Bill laughed. "It's funny how dumb you are."

"You're not a very nice person," Mabel said.

"People in general aren't nice people, Shooting Star," Bill explained. "That's why it's easier being dead," Bill said, referring to Dipper. Dipper was dead. Dead. "No one ever bothers you."

Did he just crack a joke about my dead brother? Mabel thought. As furious as she was, she didn't launch an attack. Bill had enough power to snap her in two, just like a pencil.

"But why?" Wendy asked.

"Why what?" Bill replied.

"Why did you even need a body?"

"Oh. Well actually, I, Bill Cipher, have been watching Dipper for a while ago. Not just Dipper, but everyone in this Shack," Bill admitted.

"Creep."

"Anyways, I knew Dipper had the journal, I had previously tried to destroy it. I let him keep it. I needed to destroy all three journals, and the perfect way to get them was through Dipper," Bill said as Stan walked back in the room.

"Here's your filthy journals, Bill. Now can I please have my nephew back? It's urgent," Stan said.

"Hm..." Bill said, lighting his hands with the blue fire, and then distinguishing them, and continuing. "Well... I might be able to..."

"Stop playing games, Bill, get out of Dipper's body!" Stan yelled.

"Oh, you want me out of his body? Okay," Bill said. "All ya had to do was ask."

Dipper's body fell to the ground. No life remained in it. He didn't move.

"Dipper?" Mabel whispered.

Suddenly, Bill popped up in the center of the room.

"Well, a deal's a deal!" Bill said. "Looks like I held up my end of the bargain. You have your nephew's body back!"

"Well, where's Dipper? Why isn't he waking up?" Mabel asked.

"Oh, your uncle just said to get out of his body... My bad... Well, I best be off," Bill said, taking his leave.

"I don't think so, dork!" Wendy shouted, throwing the mirror at Bill.

"No wait wait wait!" Bill shouted, as the mirror devoured him. The mirror fell back on the ground, facing backwards.

Silence fell over the shack. Not even the annoying wood pecker pecked at wood. All was silent in the Mystery Shack.

"Did you get him?" Mabel asked, slowly creeping towards the mirror.

"Uh... I'm not sure..." Wendy said, slowly walking towards the mirror.

She picked it up and instead of seeing her own reflection, she saw Bill. He was trapped inside the mirror! His one eye was raging with fury, and he was yelling.

"Haha! Yes!" Wendy said. "I caught myself a demon!"

"Nice work, Wendy," Stan said.

"Not so bad yourself, Mr. Pines," Wendy replied.

"What about Dipper?!" Mabel yelled in panic.

Mabel grabbed the mirror from Wendy.

"Make Dipper live!" Mabel yelled.

"I can't do anything while I'm stuck in here," Bill said.

"Then, here, make him live, or I'll go burn this mirror in a volcano!" Mabel yelled, throwing the mirror on the groin and it shattered to pieces.

"Mabel! That was my grandmother's!" Wendy shouted and watched Bill arise from the shards of glass. "And you also...just...let Bill out again..."

"Haha! You fool!" Bill said.

Then Wendy remembered something. The salt. Wendy looked around the room. Luckily for some reason Stan kept salt shakers sprawled around the Shack. She grabbed it without Bill noticing as he blabbed on about how great he was and how stupid humans were.

"Hey, Bill," Wendy shouted.

"Yes, Red?"

As soon as Bill turned around, Wendy began sprinkling salt on him.

"No! Ah! My eye!"

Salt got into Bill's eye but it didn't make him die as salt usually did in movies.

"Bring Dipper back, now, or I'll have this salt all over you and take one of those journals and summon you back to wherever you came from!"

"I actually know how to," Stan said.

"Yeah, so bring Dipper back or Stan'll send you back from where you came!" Wendy shouted at Bill, pointing the salt shaker at him.

"Fine, fine, sheesh, kids, you guys are smarter than you look," Bill said, hovering down by Dipper's limp body.

He began muttering something of which no one else could hear. Wind began forming inside Stan's room, almost knocking everybody over. There was blue smoke and blue fire and Dipper's body began rising up. And suddenly, BANG!

Everything turned white.