Mysteries (Bill x Fem!Dipper)

Crap

This book contains swearing and really bad writing. Therefore this should not be read by anyone.

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Stan grunts loudly as he puts down Em on Mabel's bed and grabs a first aid kit. He pulls out a warm towel and began aiding the wounded girl.

Downstairs, Mabel runs to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and a back-up first-aid kit.
"I...need to rest first." Dipper breathed out and then flopped on the cushions, heaving quietly. Mabel walks towards her with a glass of cold water. Dipper takes it from her and gulps it down, she lets out a relieved sigh. Ford and Mabel sits down on each of her side with worried glances. "What happened?"

"Me and Bill went to club activities right? But we didn't know where we were going. Em, our club president was acting strange. And then one of the members found a passageway to somewhere. I didn't know what is was or where it was... It was just... And then all of them disappeared, All of a sudden these hooded people began saying 'He is coming' and laughing. They began throwing fire, water and boulders. And when Bill was going to do something, a blue barrier suddenly surrounds us."

"What? So this barrier just came out if nowhere?" Ford says questionably, chin held between his thumb and index finger.

"No, our president just was there. Standing in front of us. Then two boulders go flying towards us. She shouted 'Hold on!' then formed a bubble. And crashed and somehow managed to drag ourselves here." Dipper gives her glass to Mabel. "She was doing magic?" She asked, getting up to get more water for her twin.

"She couldn't have that much magic, unless she's a mage or witch. But she's too young to enable that much magic." Ford rubs his chin and presses his eyebrows together. Dipper nods.
"Gruncle Ford, but who's 'He'?" Mabel sits next down to her, handing her another glass while doing so.

"I don't know."

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He woke up in a meadow.

Bill stands up, a gentle wind caressing his cheeks. Then feels a pair of slightly tanned hands intertwining with his. A pair of soft lips brushing his ear.
"__________"

And then is was cold. All he could see was red.

Bill woke up panting heavily and grasping his chest. Looking around his surroundings he recognized his own scrappy room. Dipper!
He sits up and tries to concentrate, his eyes shut tight. "Open!" he shouted a bit too loudly. He looks up and is shocked to see not budging. Bill tries again and is angry when it does nothing.

He rushed for the door but was thrown off with such a force, hitting his wooden floors. The demon cried out and clutched his right side. Groaning in pain, he looked at his chest. Banged up and with slight scarring, bruises littered in hues of blue and purple. Then he looked at the door in disbelief. "What the..."

Tears stings his eyes. Pain wasn't this fuckin bad when he was a demon. He lets out a shaky breath and slowly gets up. Joints popping and aching as his spine stretches out. "The fucks going on?" He thinks about ramming the door again but quickly diminishes the thought away, his ribs might not handle it. He drew out a breath. All he could do is wait.

For Dipper.

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The sunlight glares through his metal window, hurting his eyes. Rubbing them, Bill stands up, all too familiar with the shabby room. Forcing a small grin to etch his face was harder than he thought. The dream demon stands up and raps the reinforced metal door then Ford opens it seconds later with an annoyed expression. "What is it?"