Chapter 1: Visits

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Dipper sighed and stared down at the floor of the attic, he tapped his finger on the side of his cheek, clearly bored. "DIPPER GUESS WHAT!" Mabel screamed as dipper jumped, falling off the bed with a somewhat loud thud.

"What Mabel?" He asked curiously as to she usually screams a lot for every little thing. She once even screamed in joy when she got a pencil from her best friend. I still feel emberassed as to everyone was staring at me to calm the beast, *cough*mabel*cough*.

"GRAPPLING HOOK!" She yelled out flinging her arms out as the grappling hook shot from the gun smashing into the window. Dipper giggled as Mabel's eyes widened in horror.
"OH MY GOD!" She screeched eyes widening.
"Why you upset? Mad about this window" dipper teased as Mabel faced him. "This is a more serious matter dipper! MY GRAPPLING HOOK IS NOW STUCK IN A TREE" she looked out the window.

Dipper rolled his eyes as he pulled out Journal #4. Yes there is a forth journal, only because I wrote it about my studies of paranormal beast and whatnot from my laptop. What, if your judging me than you try shoving your face in a book for almost 5 hours everyday for studies! It can seriously annoy anyone who thinks and wants to be active.

"DIPDOT HELP ME FREE MR HOOK" she begged as she pulled on the holster of the gun, face turning red in the amount of tension present on her body. "Fine Mabel." Dipper sighed and got behind Mabel and grabbed onto her arms. "On three, One.... Two.... Three" dipper yelled as Mabel and dipper both pulled on the gun as the hook became untangled flying back through the window once more hitting the wall with a loud BANG.

"Thanks Bro Bro" she got up, her hot pink sweater soaked with sweat. "Mabel are you seriously sweating from that, you must be really unfit" he continued to tease her while she noticed Dipper covered in sweat aswell.
"Well you can't be talking hypocrite" she rolled her eyes as dipper looked down, "oh."

Mabel cringed As she looked at the window, shrugging. "STAN! DIPPER BROKE THE WINDOW".

Dippers eyes widened as he glared at Mabel. "I DID NOT" he responded chasing Mabel out the door, shutting it with a BOOM.

                     ? ? ?'s Point Of View:

The room was very messy as a figure materalized inside of said room, somewhat tall with black hair with gold scattered around. He smirked as he looked out the window, clearly knowing what the two twins were doing.

"Why do you have to be so cute dipper why?" He asked himself as he pulled out a medallion, a picture of Bill Cipher carved inside of a golden coin.

"You will be mine Dipper Pines" he whispered as he snapped his fingers, his body vanishing in a gold light. "Even if it is the last thing I do".

              Dipper's Point of View:

"Stan! I did not do that! That was all Mabel with her grappling hook!" He yelled pointing at Mabel as she gasped. "What!ME! Why would I Ever break the window!".

"Kids, kids calm down, I want to get back to baby fighting. So do you want me to do this the easy way or the hard way." He sighed and rolled his eyes as Mabel and Dipper gulped and backed away ever so slowly.

Stan cracked his knuckles and smirked as Dipper and Mabel screamed, running away while Stanley chased after them.

"WAHHH" Mabel screamed as Stan trailed behind her, Dipper running to the attic. He panted and held a hand on his knee for support as fake screams echoed down stairs. 

Dipper smirked to himself as a loud crash echoed downstairs followed by Mabel screaming! "UNCLE UNCLE".

Dipper rolled his eyes as he laid on his bed resting his head on the pillow, he cuddled into its soft and fluffy surface as he drifted out of caunsiousness the medallion strapping itself to dippers neck, saying four words that would change dippers life forever.

"PROPERTY OF BILL CIPHER!"

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