Dreams do come true - [reader insert] x Dipper (DISCONTINUED)

Timeskip

~~1 month later~~
"I ALMOST HAD IT!!" I scream into the pillow. Gideon sits down next to me. "I ALMOST MOVED THE ROCK, YET THESE ASSHOLE POWERS DID NOTHING!! IT MOVED. A FUCKING. CAT." He chuckles.

"Calm down there. You were close! Just a few more tries, please?" He asks suave like. This past month Gideon - or Gid as he wants me to call him - has become more flirty. And Dipper has become more....angry to say. I roll my eyes.

"Not for you, but I'll try again." I grumble. I stand up, going onto the roof. I concentrate. Closing my eyes, I feel power surge through me, my eyes opening to white light. I feel myself floating. I suddenly drop to the ground, my eyes looking at....

Another fucking cat.

"oh my GOD WHY." I scream, running inside. Mabel comes onto the balcony.

"You ok?" She asks. She looks over to Gideon, who's facepalming, and then to me, who's screaming into a pillow. Again.

"Oh, yeah, I'm doing perfectly well, so is the CAT. THAT MY POWERS DRAGGED IN." I scream, looking over at the cat, who's licking himself.

"That's the, what, 4th cat today?" She asks. I groan, falling into the pillow again. She sighs. Then her eyes widen. "I know what to do!" She says, running downstairs. A few minutes later, she comes back up with Grunkle Ford and Dipper. Dipper has oil smeared here and there, a wrench in his hand. Ford had his normal turtle neck, but he had an apron on over it - which was also smeared in oil.

"Why are we here again?" Dipper asks.

"[name] needs to concentrate on her magic." Mabel says.

"What does that have to do with us?"

"Mabel, we are in the middle of something very important right now-" Ford was going to say more, but Mabel cuts him off.

"Your fancy-schmancy work can wait." She says, making a shooing motion with one hand towards the stairs.

"No it can't! We were about to get the gears just right - after days of working - and you drag us up here!" Dipper says.

"QUIET, DAMMIT!" I scream. They all scrunch up a bit. "Geezus fucking Christ I can't here my own THOUGHTS WITH YOUR BICKERING!"

"[name]...calm down. Remember what I said about the emotions. Breath in, breath out." Gideon says, making breathing motions.

"Don't you fucking tell me to calm down, you glittery piece of shit." I say through gritted teeth. "For the last month you have been nothing but a - a fucking flirt and I'm sick of it!"

"[name]..." Dipper says quietly.

"You've only told me 'keep trying!', 'breath in and out', 'calm down'!" I scream at Gideon, ignoring Dipper.

"[name]..." Ford says.

"I'll tell you to calm down." I seethe out, clenching my fist. "I'll tell you whatever the fuck I want to fucking say!" I say, punching at him. He dodges, my fist goes into the wall. I stare at the wall. My fist was in blue flames, lighting the new 10 by 10 inch hole in the wall. (Your fist isn't literally 10 x 10 inch, that's just the size of the hole.) I stare at my hand, laying it flat. I turn a bit, half my body facing the others. I look at them. They were frightened. They back away, nervous of what would happen next. I look next to them, at the mirror. My eyes were blood red, my iris and pupil black and cat shaped. The tips of my hair slowly turn a shining gold. Both of my hands were now lit in blue flames.

"It's happening..." Gideon whispers. "She's turning."

"Into what..?" I ask. He doesn't answer. I turn to him, not realizing I'm in a new battle stance. Tears start to flow from my eyes. "Into what?!?!" He still doesn't answer. He walks towards me, lifting my sweatshirt. The scar on my stomach glows, then dissapears. In it's place, a triangle with an eye takes it's place. After that, the sketch marks of a top hat, hands, and feet come:

"The first step of the prophecy." A voice calls out. It wasn't powerful and loud, like the Enenra's. it was small and weak. A man emerges from the shadows. He had blue and black hair. He was wearing a blue, white, and black suit. A black eye-patch covered one eye, leaving one bright, electronic blue eye uncovered.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"I am Will." He says, recoiling a bit. "Bill's brother."