Monster Hunts and Dates (Dipper Pines X Reader)

8- Gnomes!

          Y/n's POV
I rushed to the room I was staying at and grabbed Mabel's bag. Shoving some water bottles, snack bars, and my sweatshirt, I grabbed the third journal and opened it to the gnome page. "Leaf blowers?" I laughed. "Yep! Mabel sucked up the leader and we fired him at the rest!" Dipper said from the doorway. I jumped and dropped the book. "Geez, man! I can't think of one time I haven't jumped when you show up from nowhere," I laughed, picking up the journal and slamming it shut. "And yet, you weren't even here for a day and you were almost killed," he laughed, sitting down next to me. I laughed too. It felt nice to laugh.

"Well, let's hope this monster hunt doesn't go so far down south," he laughed, standing up from the couch. I stood up as well, slipping the bag on. "Where we heading?" I asked. "You've got the book! Let me know where we go this time," Dipper responded, turning to the door and heading out. I opened the journal to the gnome and marked the page with a bookmark. "Deep in the middle of the forest? No exact location, so I guess we just walk around a while," I suggested. Dipper opened the door a little more reluctantly than last time. "Works for me," he shrugged.

~Time Skip~

Dipper's POV
We walked through the forest for a while and I noticed y/n taking quick peeks at the bandaged mark Bill left her. I knew I wasn't going to convince her to leave, so I kept my mouth shut about repeating myself. "D-does it hurt?" I asked after a few more minutes of watching her look. She looked over at me and put her arm down, nodding. "I feel really bad I let that happen," I sighed. "No, we are NOT going through that again!" she scolded. I could feel my face growing hot. "If I really did want to leave, I would have left by now," y/n added. "You make a good point," I laughed.

Y/n's POV
As we continued walking, I heard a twig snap from off the path, beside me. I jerked my head to where I heard the sound and listened. "Y/n, did you hear something?" Dipper asked. He was a little bit ahead of me. I hadn't realized I stopped walking. I shook my head, shaking it off. "Probably just an animal," I responded, jogging to catch up to him.

Walking a little longer, I heard another twig. I snapped my attention to the noise. "Not sure if it's an animal anymore," I muttered. I strayed off the path to follow the noise. "Y/n?" I heard Dipper call for me. I didn't reply and kept walking to the noise. More twigs snapped. I looked behind me, gasping to only find Dipper. "Your streak on making me jump continues," you breathed. "Sorry," he apologized. We headed back for the path. A branch scraped the arm with the mark, splitting the fabric and leaving a cut. Once we made it back on the path, I felt a tiny tap on my shoulder. I whipped around, facing nobody. I spun back around, but I lost sight of Dipper.

"Dipper?" I called out, but no answer from him. Another tap on my shoulder. I spun around, fists clenched. "Who's there?" I shouted. Another tap from behind. "Bill! If that's you-" I shouted angrily. Another tap. This time, I just groaned and started walking where I thought the path was. Another tap. I spun around and swung a punch. I just hit air. "I'm not gonna ask again!" I shouted. No response. I took off running down the direction where I thought the path was. I felt multiple pairs of tiny hands try to snake around my limbs. I started yanking at them a bit, but a tiny creature tripped me. I could feel tiny hands snaking up my legs, dragging me along the forest floor. "DIPPER!" I screamed, reaching for anything stuck down, but I found nothing. I was slammed along the ground, hitting my head on a rock. Everything went black.

Dipper's POV
I found my way back to the trail, but I didn't hear y/n. I looked behind me, but I left her behind. "Crap," I hissed at myself, rushing back to where I last saw y/n. "DIPPER!" I heard her scream. I quickened my pace. "Y/N!" I shouted, rushing into the clearing. I looked around, but she wasn't there. "Y/N!" I shouted, looking around frantically. She wasn't there. Something caught my eye, though. I crouched down, finding a gray beard hair. "Oh no," I groaned, rushing through the dense forest.

I kept running, finding a bit of blood dried on the grass. I kept reassuring myself it wasn't hers. I kept rushing down the direction of the dried blood, but then a bright yellow light illuminated my mark. "Not now," I grumbled, the scene around me going gray. "Guess who, Pine Tree!" Bill cheered in his triangle form. "Where's your human body?" I snapped. "Gets boring after a while. Can't feel pain like I can in your body," he shrugged. "What do you want? You don't have any leverage for another deal," I groaned. "But you're wrong! I know you lost y/n," he smirked.

"So what? You said you don't value her life!" I shouted. "No, I said I don't value any mortal's life! She may be mortal, but she's a great way to get deals from you after disposing of Shooting Star!" he grinned. My fists clenched so tight my knuckles turned white after Bill mentioned Mabel. "Oh, calm down! Unless you want my help to get her back," he said. "I'm not making another deal! I've beaten them before and I'll beat them now!" I shouted, storming past him.

"You may want to reconsider," he said, outstretching his arm to pull me closer to him. I shot him a dirty look and pushed his arm off my shoulders. "No, I don't actually," I hissed, taking off down the direction of where y/n may have been taken.

Bill's POV
Oh, he'll take another deal sooner or later! I never fully understood a human's emotions, but I knew that he liked Petals. That much was clear. Something happened between the two and it makes it that much easier to distract him. But, I have to worry more about Petals now than Pine Tree. Pine Tree has served his use to me, but Petals hasn't. Even if she was mortal, she was much more than a distraction for Pine Tree. She was an indecisive pawn. She was leaning closer and closer to Pine Tree, which is what I had originally wanted. Something about her made her both useful and dangerous. I needed to bring this world Weirdmageddon once more, but I have no way to do so. Maybe threatening her life took things too far. I needed Pine Tree and her to continue the rescue of Shooting Star, but I also need my pawns in tact until their destruction was pleasurable. Maybe I should just help Pine Tree. There's nothing I need from him or Petals, besides working on that portal.

Y/n's POV
I forced my eyes to stay open, but it took more effort than it should have. Once I opened my eyes, I found my arms tied behind a tree and my ankles tied together. Upon a closer inspection, my limbs were tied by thick rope. "Oh great," I moaned. Tugging at the ropes a bit, I could tell they were pulled tight and wouldn't be undone anytime soon. Nonetheless, I felt around for the knot connecting my hands and felt around to untangle the knot. "Oh good! You're awake!" a voice called. "Who's there?" I called out, pausing at the attempt to untie the ropes. "Hello!" a man, or more precisely, a gnome, stepped out in front of me. He had a red pointy hat on, his face decorated with a brown beard traveling around his head, hiding some of his already tiny arms and legs. His sleeves were a light blue while his pants had a darker hue of blue and shoes the color of his beard.

"Hello. What's your name?" I asked, trying to keep him distracted as I turned my attention back to the objective of freeing my tied arms and legs. "Well, my name is Jeff! What might yours be?" he asked sweetly. "I'd rather not say," was my only response as I continued working on the ropes bounding my limbs together. "Awe, come on, sweetie! We need to know your name for you to be our gnome queen!" he responded, causing me to stop untying once more. "Who's 'we'?" I asked. "Well, all us gnomes, of course!" Jeff exclaimed. Just then, many gnomes came out from their hiding places. I looked behind the tree I was tied to, seeing a group rushing over and started tying the ropes tighter, causing them to dig deeper into my skin. I had just realized that the ropes were over my mark as well, causing me to grimace from the searing pain.

"What's wrong, honey?" Jeff asked, a look of worry on his face. "Just got a nasty cut yesterday. Nothing permanent," I lied. I knew I had to play along with all of this. Dipper told me how him and Mabel were able to stop them, but I knew Dipper didn't have a leaf blower on him. I just kept going along, hoping for a miracle.

Dipper's POV
I was getting cut up by tree branches as I kept running in hopes of finding y/n, but I didn't care about those cuts. The worst one either of us would ever have is Bill's. I pushed back a branch quietly, hearing a few voices. "So, why did you kidnap me?" y/n's voice went. I knew those gnomes would do something like this, but now I just need to figure out how to get y/n out of there without getting her even more hurt than she is now. I noticed multiple cuts and bruises that had formed on her arms and legs. "What are they doing," I mumbled, kneeling now. "Well, we're looking for a gnome queen!" Jeff said enthusiastically. "So, you kidnap someone you don't even know?" y/n answered back. I noticed her moving her arms around a bit. She was working on untying the ropes. I grinned to myself.

"Well, yes!" he answered, but y/n already undid the ropes around her wrist and threw a punch at him. I took that as my cue and jumped out from the bushes. "Took you long enough!" y/n grinned, working on the ropes around her ankles. "It looked like you had it handled!" I laughed, sweeping my leg under a group of gnomes surrounding me. Y/n was having a harder time undoing the other rope, so I just picked her up bridal style and rushed in the direction of the Mystery Shack. I heard the gnomes gaining on us, so I picked up the pace.

Bill's POV
I leaned against the tree I was on, hearing the gnomes screeching. Looking over the branch, I saw Pine Tree holding Petals bridal style, running from the gnomes. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that Petals' ankles were tied together by a thick rope. She was working on undoing the thick ropes, but the gnome's were gaining. "Leave it to those two to go looking for trouble," I laughed. Nonetheless, I floated down and helped the two. I kept keeping the gnomes a decent enough distance from them. I sneaked a glance over at Petals, who stopped briefly and then said something to Pine Tree. Good. I couldn't let her think of me as a bad guy with her not fully trusting either me or Pine Tree.

Y/n's POV
I watched Bill keep the gnomes a good distance from me and Dipper. I paused from untying the rope around my ankles and told Dipper. "Just work on the ropes," was Dipper's only response. "You still shouldn't trust him," he mumbled. I finished undoing the knot and dropped the rope, pushing out of Dipper's arms and tried running on my own. I stumbled a bit from lack of using my ankles and the tight boundings, but I managed.

After half an hour, we had finally made it back to the shack. My lungs were burning and I collapsed on the ground, my legs losing feeling. "Well that was fun," I heaved. I turned my head to try to find Dipper, but found Bill instead. I found enough energy to try to crawl away, but Bill snapped his finger, causing me to collapse and stay down. I struggled with the invisible force, but I gave up after a little. "Where's Dipper?" I sighed, looking him in his eye. "Pine Tree's fine! I just needed to have a little chat with you," Bill said. I looked around a bit, realizing that the scenery around me was black and white, other than me, Bill, and the mark Bill gave me, which was glowing a brilliant yellow. "Can I ask you something?" I asked. "Sure!" he said, propping himself on one elbow. "Why did you give me this?" I asked.

"Give you what? Oh, you mean that mark!" he laughed. "Yes, the mark," I groaned. "Now Pine Tree has another twin!" he grinned. I rolled my eyes. "What's the real reason?" I groaned. "Let you know when I'm close," he shrugged. "Where's Dipper?" I repeated. "Why do you want to know where that meat sack is?" Bill asked, floating a little higher in front of my face. "Because we have that portal to work on for his sister and you still want that rift," I spat. "Okay then!" Bill's eye grinned, snapping his fingers. The area around me returned to color and Dipper came rushing out of the forest.

"How'd you get ahead of me?" he panted. "Bill," I groaned, trying to stand. Dipper groaned and helped me up. "What did he want?" Dipper asked. "A chat. I just asked him about the mark and he said it's just to let me know when he's close," I answered simply. "Let's just get the portal ready," I added after seeing Dipper's confused face. "Oh yes! I need to get the toxic waste," Dipper exclaimed. "And I'll keep the portal running smoothly," I said, heading for the shack.

Dipper's POV
I followed y/n into the shack and down to the portal. "Here," I said to y/n, handing her a watch. "What's this for?" she asked. "It'll inform me of the portal and any sort of problems. And it's a safer way to communicate while I'm in the toxic waste facility," I explained. She latched on the watch. I walked to the control panel and charged up the portal. Hearing the familiar hum, I stepped back and grinned. "Which reminds me, there's something I need to go grab," I said out of nowhere, heading to the elevator. Y/n followed. "Stay down here. I'll contact you through the watch. Oh, and take these," I said, handing y/n the other two journals. I waved and closed the elevator, heading for floor 2.

Y/n's POV
I watched the elevator go and waited for the noise to cease. I turned my attention back to the portal, stepping in. The portal hummed with life. "What's in there?" I wondered aloud. Listening to the continuous humming, I decided to go back to the control room. I pulled over a chair, sitting down and looking through the journals a bit. The watch buzzed after a while. I pressed the side button, pulling up a video screen to show Dipper. "There already?" I asked. "It's been an hour," he whisper-laughed. "I was in there that long?" I mumbled. Dipper raised an eyebrow. "Never mind. Where are you at?" I asked, leaning back into the chair. "Right outside the facility. I'm heading in and I'll call back when I'm out. I got the memory gun from the second floor equipped," he whispered.

I nodded and wished him luck, turning off the device. I decided to head to the kitchen to grab something small. Opening the fridge, I made a sandwich from leftovers and went back down. Once the elevator opened, the portal's usual normal humming began buzzing, the foundation shaking. "What the-" I started, but I rushed over to the control panel. It was overheating. I flipped a few switches, cooling it down. I dropped into the seat, taking in a deep breath. After I calmed down, I flipped through the third journal to the portal blueprints. I pushed myself to the panel, flipping on the black light. Letters illuminated the page. I spun back to the desk, reading the words from the third journal.

My watch buzzed. I turned my attention to the watch, answering Dipper's call. "What's up?" I asked. "On my way," he panted. "What happened?" I asked. "Um, I'll explain when I get back!" he said quickly. I nodded and hung up. "Maybe I should wait..." I pondered. I glanced over at the journal, seeing a picture of the earth being torn apart. Curiosity got the best of me and I grabbed the rest of the journals and flipped them all to the blueprints. Shining the black light on the pages, I read aloud. "'I was wrong the whole time! The machine was meant to create knowledge, but it is too powerful! I was deceived and now it is too late! The device, if fully operational, could tear our universe apart!'" I exclaimed. I kept reading. "'It must not fall into the wrong hands, if the clock ever reaches zero our universe is doomed!'" I concluded. I looked at the images, my mind racing. One was a crack forming with bodies falling into a pit of fire and the other was the earth being torn apart with the words "Total global destruction!" underneath it.

"What do I do?!" I exclaimed, pacing the floor. "On one hand, we're rescuing someone. On the other hand, we could kill innocent people! The possible rift and possible apocalypse. I talked Dipper into continuing this," I babbled. "No, we need to do this. But we could do more harm than good!" I continued babbling. I heard the elevator and saw Dipper with a barrel of toxic waste. "Something wrong, y/n?" he asked, setting the barrel down. I froze, staring. "Y/n?" he asked again, stepping closer. What am I supposed to do?