Ehemalige Krawatten

116 13 10
                                    

(Former Ties)

Dipper woke up to an awfully disturbing wail downstairs, giving him a jump from my bed and tumbling down onto the floor with an oomf! Dipper picked himself up off of the wooden boards, brushing off his pants for whatever reason and glancing aside to Mabel- who was sleeping soundly. Figures, she would sleep through the Apocalypse and not even know about it, nonetheless whoever it was cursing and huffing downstairs- and then the manly yell again.

Dipper rushed over to the door, and down the stairs.
One voice sounded old, but angry- Ford. The other was raspy, thick, and sort of weak. Whether that was Bill or not, Dipper ran down the last few stairs and swung himself agaisnt the railing, skidding to a halt as to not run into the wall.

He dashed into the living room, being faced with his previous assumptions. It was Bill.

Well, it was Bill being held by the neck up agaisnt the wall by none other than Stanford himself.

(Sorry this chapter is uber short, I'm currently suffering from the dreaded writers block.)

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Dec 31, 2015 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Everything You Know Is A LieWhere stories live. Discover now