A Summer In Gravity Falls 2!!! (Dipper x Reader)

Demon's Apprentice

A/N: I know I've said it before but HEY I AM NOT DEAD WOWIE! I will be continuing this, and I may or may not put a lemon in here because I'm older and full of sin Huehuehuehue.... but ONTO THE LONG AWAITED STORY

Your POV:
"A father?! What has that got to do with anything?! Well, I guess I might as well go along with this crazy crap for now, but only until I figure a way out...which will hopefully be possible..."

Narrator's POV:
Bill seemed weirdly excited that you were somewhat willing to go along with it, for now. "Follow me!" He said as he started floating away. As you went along, you let your eyes and thoughts wander, and started thinking about if Bill is all alone all the time. "Nah, he probably just hates everyone." You thought bitterly. You noticed how intricate the designs in the walls and columns were, and how everything was elaborately constructed. "Did he build all this by himself?" You wondered. You stopped shortly when you almost ran into the demon. You looked in front of him to see a huge golden door with black knobs, and a sign that read: "Training Arena". Bill stuck his hand straight into his stomach (?) and pulled out a ring of hundreds of keys, before flipping through them wildly to find the right one, and unlock the door. "Welcome to the training arena, kid!" He said as he showed you through the door.

The inside kind of looked like what you would expect from a Hunger Games type thing. There were targets placed around, objects ranging from baseballs to limos, high up platforms, a little bit deadly-looking obstacle courses, and a rack of clothes. "So he wasn't kidding about the whole snappy dresser thing, was he..." You thought. "This is where you'll be training to become more like an awesome dream demon like me!" Bill said, clearly excited. "Woopty-doo..." "As come on, Fireball! Shouldn't you be excited!? You just did away with those pathetic human "friends" to be here! Who WOULDN'T be happy?!" You looked at him in disgust and anger. "Oh gee, I dunno, maybe. . . EVERYONE WHO EVER CARED ABOUT ANYONE!!?" "Geez, no need to get all angry..." You rolled your eyes, now back to your full anger level.

"WELP," Bill clapped his hands together. "I guess we better get started!" "Soooooo, what do we do first?" You asked. "Hmmmmmm..." Bill pondered. "Howzabout we try levitation, and maybe a bit of flying, if you turn out to be not TOO terrible at it." "Fine. Where do we start?" Bill walked you over to some of the smaller objects, including a baseball, small box, a bowling ball, and a five-pound weight. "Come to think of it," You said. "Where did you even GET all this stuff anyway?" You asked the triangle. "Oh! Well, me being the creator of this place, I kinda just snap my fingers and stuff happens." He snapped his fingers, and a screaming head with a ponytail appeared, freaking you out quite a bit. "Ahahahahaha! See? Head that's always screaming! For you, kid!" "Greaaat..." You edged away from the creepy thing, and Bill snapped again and it disappeared. "But I'm the only one who can control this area, so don't get any ideas, alright? Or I just might have to RIP APART EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR MOLECULES. Okay?" "O-Okay..." You nodded shakily.

"We'll start out easy. Start out with the baseball. You've done this before with the car, so just. . .try to do what you did last time." "Well THAT sure is helpful." You thought.

Your POV:
"Whew. Okay. This shouldn't be too hard. I'll just try to channel some inner energy or whatever...and picture the ball floating? Yeah, that sounds good. Here we go."

Narrator's POV:
You concentrated everything you had on making the little ball float. You were sure it wouldn't work, but as you opened your eyes slowly, you were doing it! Bill looked pleased as you slowly moved it around. "Nice work so far, kid!" And you actually felt a little bit pleased by Bill's praise. "Good, now let's try something a little bigger!" Bill exclaimed as he gestured toward A 500 POUND ANVIL. "That?!" You said in disbelief. "Well yeah, what else would I be pointing at?" "But I only just lifted a baseball! How am I supposed to lift that so quickly now?!" "Just figure it out with that big brain of yours, kiddo." Bill said luckily as he laid back in the air, snapping his fingers to make a lemonade appear. You huffed and mumbled "Fine." as you turned around to face the huge anvil. As missed as you were at the moment, you tried to concentrate on making the stupid thing levitate. "Maybe I can get it to drop on that jerk triangle's stupid FACE!" You thought evilly. As your anger flared, the anvil shot up into the air, surprising both you and Bill, whose lemonade shot out of his mouth-eye-hole-thing...ew, and got up to congratulate you. But when you were surprised, your anger flickered, and it dropped to the ground with a crash. "Can I do things easier when I get. . .angry?" You thought. Bill looked at the floor where the anvil dropped, and cleaned up the huge dent left in it with a bit of magic. "I think that's a good start for today!" He led you out of the room, you pondering your abilities. When you got back to your room, Bill turned back around and announced that dinner will appear on the nightstand in about 10 minutes. But he too was puzzling over the anvil incident. "I wonder if ill be able to keep her under control. . ." He thought as he floated off.

Your POV:
"Can I really do more than I thought? I guess that's pretty cool and all, but what are my powers even going to be used for? And will I really never ever see anyone I love again? When will this apocalypse be?" "Wait. If this apocalypse happens-" "W-Will I have to KILL people?!" "Oh. Oh god no. What if I have to to kill innocent people? Or Grandma? Or- D-Dipper!?"

Narrator's POV:
After that deep thought, you realized that maybe all that would really happen. As tears started falling you remembered all the good times you had will everyone. You didn't want to leave those memories behind! You didn't WANT to have your story have a sad ending! You just wanted to go back to the shack! You wanted summer there to just never end!

The food appeared on your nightstand, and it looked good, but you lost your appetite at that point. You rummaged around in all your drawers, finally finding what you wanted to find. A good, sharp pencil, and a blank piece of paper. You started to draw. You took the food off the night stand and ate it on the bed while you drew, knowing you'd be hungry if you didn't eat it. After about an hour, it started to come together. It was a drawing of the shack, you, Mabel, Dipper, Grandma Rose, and all the people you loved in one place. Happy, together, and a small picture of Bill being impaled with a sharp log in the background. You decided that it was done, and you hung it on your door by poking a hole in it and hanging it on the coat hanger. You looked at it with the tears on your cheeks now dry, smiled, and went to bed for the night, hoping to have good dreams.

A/N:
OH SWEET BEJEEZUS THE FEELS THAT THIS GAVE ME WHILE WRITING IT! Aaaaaaanyway, thank you for putting up with my non-updating butt for this long! I hope this new book will get off to a good start like the last one, so people won't be yelling at me to update anymore! 😓😰😅 Anyway, INHALE MY CHAPTER UPDATE YOU GUIYS!! Hope it was goooood and there will be the DipDop in the next chapter! BOIIIIIIII