Give Me A Chance (Billdip)

The Return

It had been a few weeks since the twins had arrived at Gravity Falls, and it was no less mystery filled than the last time. In that short time, Dipper had managed to find new creatures (And we call them Jefferson Starships), fall into a river that was quite deep in the GF woods, and...ohhh well you know...almost open up a rift in time and space. So, in all honestly, he was tired and wanted some along time.

"Hey Mable, I'm going on a walk in the woods, I'll be back soon." He said, sticking his head into the brightly colored room. "Okay, I'll be at Paz's house, so it will probably just be you, cause Gruncle Stan left again after the party." She replied, putting a few brightly colored fabric patterns in her bag. Nodding, he walked down the stairs and out the door. Looking up, Dipper took in the beautiful dusk sun, sinking behind the tall pine trees. Smiling slightly, he and took a deep breath before walking towards the woods he knew so well.

After a bit of walking, the young adult came to a stop at a small conveniently cleared space of vibrant green grass. Dipper took off his bag, he had taken to carrying it everywhere with him, and set it beside him as he leaned down under the shade of a tall tree. When he was settled, Dipper brought out his drawing pad and started to draw the scene in front of him. The trees glowing brightly, the birds singing, and a circle in the middle of the clearing. Freezing, Dipper slowly set down his items and stood up, walking towards the giant symbol. What he found made him gasp.

The 'symbol' was, in fact, the way used to summon the demon who caused him so much trouble in his first few years in Gravity Falls. "Well, it not as if he's just gonna appear again, someone would have summon him. And I'm obviously not gonna do that, it would be stupid. Maybe I should tell Mable, ugh she'd probably just say I was tired and imagined it. I don-." He stopped muttering suddenly, a strange urge coming over him. He almost wanted to summon him, and before he noticed it, he started to mutter the incantation in low, shaky word.

Soon he started to feel weary, and slowly allowed himself to drift off, falling limply to the ground.

"Well Well Well, look who it is! Pine tree, how are you? Not that I really care, nor does it matter. " A familiar voice questioned obnoxiously, making Dipper groan and open his eyes. The first thing he saw was gray, before he noticed the many different objects floating aimlessly all around him. He froze again, slowly looking up, anger starting to reform from deep inside him.

"You...I though we defeated you." He stated, shaking slightly, but more in anger than fear. "Haha, defeat me! As if you could actually do that. I am a transcendent, omnipresent dream demon of pure energy. You didn't defeat me, you just trapped me in the Mindscape. Well, I was trapped anyway." The flying dorito stated mockingly. Dipper had a feeling he'd be smirking if he could.

"What do you want then? My soul? To take over Gravity Falls, or worse, the planet?" The brown haired adult asked pointedly, glaring at the other.

"Calm down, kid. You're the one who summoned me, so are you sure it's not you who wants something? Or did you just miss me?" Bill taunted, circling Dipper from his place above ground.

"I didn't summon yo- oh shit, maybe I did summon you. Good job Dipper, you fucked up again!" He yelled, waving his hands frantically around.

The other blinked, staring intently at the young adult. He seemed different from the kid he used to be...well that was obvious. He was older, with shorter but still fluffy brown hair, a more prominent and masculine jawline, not to mention the short beard/scruff lining his jawline. But it wasn't just his looks that had changed, his emotions that were once so easy to read and carfree seemed...more shattered but at the same time, locked up away as if a deadly illness.

He snapped out of his though when a hand waved in front of him, almost hitting him. It seemed that Dipper hadn't noticed Bill's stare, and he was starting to make the Demon impatient. Bill snapped his fingers, reveling in the silence that followed.

"Kid, you're being annoying. If you don't know what you         want yet then fine, I'll just haunt you until you decide. But I wouldn't suggest making me wait, deals don't last forever, and you know how I am when I'm angry." The triangle stated, before snapping his fingers again, letting the other talk if he wished.

Just as Dipper was about to reply, a dizziness came over him, making him grab his head before falling down in the newly appeared pit of darkness under his feet.

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"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhgh!" Dipper screamed, rushing onto his feet. He looked around, trying to figure out were he was, only to realize that he was still in the forest. Breathing heavily, he quickly gathered his things before running back to the shack, not noticing the translucent eye that watched as he ran away.

As he reached the house, he quickly slammed open the door. Dipper looked around before remembering that he'd be alone tonight. Running his free, sweating hand though his hair, Dipper decided he needed a shower. The young adult threw his bag down onto the hard living room floor, before rushing upstairs. When he reached the bathroom, Dipper started to peel off his clothes, grimacing at the sweat lacing them. As he finished taking them off, he tried to go to the shower without looking into the mirror, he really did, but as soon as he got to the mirror, Dipper glance at his reflection.

He frowned at the person who looked back at him. His bland hair, his scarred and tattooed skin, and the "fat" he saw on himself. God, if there even was one, he hated what he looked like, it made sense now why Wendy rejected him. He didn't deserve her, or anyone really. A tear slipped out of one of his eyes, which he quickly wiped away. He couldn't show such emotions, it was weak, he was weak.

Shaking his head, he quickly took a few quick steps away from the mirror, Dipper turned around and got into the shower. The warm water feeling nice on his slightly tan skin, making it glisten slightly. He hastily finished, before getting out and wrapping a towel around his waist and walking to his room in the Attic.

He scrubbed his hair dry, put on boxers and a green tee-shirt, then slouch down onto his bed. It had been a rough day, and he wanted to rest. Making sure everything was where it should be, Dipper lied down onto his bed, pulling up the cover and tried to think of nothing. Soon he felt sleep lull him into its death caress, but not before he realized he had a sickly feeling about the next day.

So, I feel like Dipper might have changed after Mable decided to not side with him, and after Bill used him (not to mention other things that happened to him) so this happened. I hope you guys don't mind, If you have any ideas for the next chapters then comment below and they could be added. Thank you, loves!