Semblance

4 ~ Rip

Finally! The next chapter!

Listen to the song Dream by (guess who else?) Imagine Dragons for this chapter.

Also, this is where the story is officially kicking off. If you thought the other chapters were intense or feels-y, you better get ready. This one should also be a bit longer, my treat for not updating in so long. So, hows about you thank me for this, because it was originally a short little filler chapter.
Oh, and thanks for reading so far and enjoying!

The mud had just dried up as Dipper finally reached the Shack. Despite what he had just been through, everything else seemed in perfect order. A faint rainbow danced up above, and the sun was peeking through the thin clouds.

He was almost at peace, but the terms of his deal with Bill wouldn't leave him. The demon had to be playing him again, like last time. But no matter how hard Dipper thought, there weren't any loop holes in it.

That's what you thought last time, too, he had to remind himself.

So what if everything failed? The end of the world had been closing in anyways, right? No harm done. Nothing was wrong. No one would ever know a thing.It was never as simple as that, though. Something that seemed to be tainting the whole summer.

What if Mabel or Ford noticed that he was acting strange? Maybe they would ask for the journal and realize that he didn't have it. Would they know what had happened?

No, that wasn't what was important now. The real question was; what was Bill going to use the journals for? He hadn't destroyed them as Dipper had at first thought, so then what might he have in store? Was there a way that the demon would be able to get a hold on the first one?
What did Bill even need to use them for in the first place?

Too many question pounding in his head still, Dipper slowly walked up the creaking steps to the Shack. Hesitantly, he turned the handle and opened the door, only to be tackled by something fuzzy and very loud. Mabel.

Why was Mabel hugging him? She should have been angry at him for leaving like that. Unless... Unless Bill had held up his end. Maybe there hadn't been any tricks in that deal at all. Dipper wasn't too keen to get his hopes up about that quite yet though.

"Dipper!" She said. "Where were you bro-bro? I didn't know if you would come back."

He felt tears hit his shoulder as he hugged Mabel back. "It's okay Mabel, I'm back."

"The--I--" she stuttered. Dipper hugged her to him tightly. How could he have run off like that? What was he thinking?

Stan rubbed the back of his neck from where he stood. "So, uh, look kid. I'm sorry that we--"

"Its okay, really."

Their Grunkle gave them a small smile. For the first time in a few days, Dipper felt like everything would be okay. Behind him, the door opened again, and Ford stumbled in.

"I couldn't find him!" His Great Uncle trailed off when he saw that Dipper was, as a matter of fact, standing right in front of him. His shoulders slimmed down in relief.

"Look Grunkle Ford!" Mabel cried. "Dipper came back!"

"I can see that," Ford said, smiling. He turned to Dipper. "Look, Dipper, I'm sorry. I should have seen how important your friends here were to you. We should have thought it through more."

"It's... It's fine, Great Uncle Ford."

"If we all work together on this though," Ford added, hesitantly, "we might be able to have something figured out soon."