Side Effects Of Insanity

Polarize

Before I start I just want to tell you the names of the chapters are now going to be song names. I suck a titles. Anyway, ON WITH SAID STORY!! Oh yeah, and this is Dipper and Bill's pov.

A bright light woke me from my peaceful slumber. The curtain had been violently drawn aside and Mabel was staring down at me. "We gave you some extra time to sleep, but now it's time for you to get up!" She was as bubbly as always and soon on top of me. "Ow, Mabel that hurt!" She reeled back and fell on the floor. "Sorry bro bro, just excited." I turn to sit up and begun to laugh. Mabel was wearing a scarlet sweater with gold patches on the arms and the sides of her sweater. A large six fingered hand with the number 3 was stitches in the middle. "Stan's gonna think you've turned into me." She giggle slightly. "Well, I'm not all crazy bonkers trying to find the other ones (Did he do that? I feel like he should have if he didn't.)." I shoved her lightly on the shoulder. "Oh! I almost forgot the tell you, I made breakfast for you." After that, she rushed out of the room, laughing loudly, and almost rolled down the stairs.
- Oh Mabel, never change.
_ Umm, look at yourself in the mirror for a second please.
- Why?
_ I just want to see something...
Without further question Dipper walked to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror per Bill's request, and jumped at what he saw. His hair was all over the place and he had bags under his eyes. Not only that, strips of his hair were now blonde. "W-what? Bill what happened?" His eyes turned the catlike look of Bill's. "I-I saw something in the mirror when I was exploring, and didn't know what it was. I think my powers have latched onto you." His pupils returned and dilated. "No, no, please no. I don't want any sort of power. I just wanted to have a good summer, but this?" Dipper gestured to his hair. "This is insane. Hey, how come Mabel didn't see it? She opened the curtains and saw me get up." Only dead silence rang in his mind. "Bill, tell me." Fear rushed over his face as Bill took over. "She did see, and she is beginning her decent."
- Descent? Decent of what?
_ Her being will fall into depression and things similar to that will happen.
- Oh god, Mabel...
Dipper rushed out the door, grabbed his hat, then ran down the stairs as quietly as possible. He overheard Mabel talking to herself. "He must have dyed his hair, even though it's not like him. Surely Bill can't be back, not yet." A small tear rolled down Dipper's check as he heard her listing of possible reasons his hair what dyed. Final he intervened. "Hey, Mabel. Just finished washing up." She looked at his her worry fading. "Oh, Dipper! There you are. I was waiting for you to come down for ages. I got to ask you, how and why did you dye you hair?" Dipper wanted to console Bill, though he was unavailable. "I don't know, maybe I did it in my sleep. I tend to walk around sometimes." Relief crossed over Mabel's face as the words sunk in. "Ok! Bring the journal over and let's look at it." Dipper heard Bill sigh in his mind and then heard what sounded like death in a two words.
_ Tell her.