A Different Dipper ((Gravity Falls / Hetalia CROSSOVER))

What happened after

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Dipper POV

(Dream) I was waving to all my friends and family in Gravity Falls, I see myself, I was 13. After long goodbyes, Mabel and I finally got onto the bus with Waddles, and disappeared into the city.

 There was a flip in time; now I was 15. I could feel myself frowning, but I kept walking, looking down at my phone.

I could see gravel under me, I was on a road. My headphones were in, blasting music, I didn't hear the car honking at me to move.

It was about to hit me when...

There was a flash of black, a tall man in a dark trench-coat had pushed me out of the car's way.

All I could do was slightly lift my head, quiver and cry. I let a thankful breath escape me, but when people started crowding around and looking at me, scared, I stopped.

Everywhere hurt, my head, my arms, especially my middle. I look down.

I felt my heart lurch.

There was a large piece of cracked glass coming out of my stomach. There were tiny shards littering my arms.

There were spikes in my back.

In my neck.

In my legs.

They were covering me.

The man had pushed me right into a window, which had cracked. I happened to land on the sharpest, longest, strongest shard in the mess.

A pained breathy laugh escaped me.

'Just my luck...'

My eyes closed slowly, black consumed me. I died in a puddle of my own blood.

Then the most amazing thing happened.

My eyes fluttered open again, was I in heaven?

Around me were strange people, some were in old army clothes he recognised form his history books.

A blonde man in a US army bomber jacket came up to me.

He told me I was the personification of Gravity falls, technically his brother.

He told me his name was Alfred F. Jones.

Another blonde with bushy eyebrows approached me next.

He said usually only countries get personifications, but he thinks because Gravity Falls has so much magical energy, it made me its personification when I died.

He introduced himself as the personification of England and Great Britain, then clarified that Alfred was America.

They introduced me to all the rest of the countries afterwards, who mostly seemed happy to meet me.

Alfred sent me home after; "Your other family will be worrying about you, little bro!" He said.

"Does this mean they're not my real family anymore? What about my sister?"

Alfred sent me a sweet, understanding look. I felt safe around him. Maybe it was because he was the country I was in right now?

"Just think of it like we're both your families, only we have super cool powers and are personifications and they are your human version (with no cool powers)"

I giggle. He really knew how to make people smile, it was almost contagious.

I walk home. It was dark.

When I got back Mabel was crying, my parents drowned me with questions, saying how they called the police because they were so worried.

Mabel was just thankful he was alright and alive.

I just nodded, deciding to bring up anything.

All the other personifications had told me that I can't tell ANYONE about what I am. The only people allowed to know are other personifications and the president/rulers of each place.

Not even Mabel.

I had never kept secrets from Mabel before, but it was for the best.

From age 16, I started leaving the house more often to go practice spells with England, Norway and Romania. They were the 'magic trio', and had wanted to train in magic because of all the magical power Gravity Falls- or I guess I possessed.

I had also discovered more things about my new self other then my magical abilities; for example my skin was much better, my hair was never oily, I never got acne. I think it was because I wasn't human anymore, so I age slower.

I had super-human strength now, and strange flashbacks from wars I wasn't even a part of, and now I knew almost every single thing to do with America's history (Including military secrets and manoeuvres), especially Gravity Falls.

I also found that now all along my back and arms I have strange black markings. They look like tattoos, but they are my actual skin. Like birth marks. There is the big symbol Grunkle Ford said could defeat Bill during Weirdmaggedon on my back, on my arms there were random symbols of pinetrees, shootings stars, six-fingered hands, and other stuff. On my wrists were two matching markings of Bill.

To hide them I had to always wear long sleeves around the house and with my 'human family'.

When I was 17 once, Mabel had tugged my sleeve up and seen the Bill marking. She thought it was a tattoo so I told her I had gotten it when I was drunk and just woke up with it. Then I walked away before she could ask more questions.  (Dream end)

"Dip-Dop! Bro-Bro! Dippin' sauce! DIPPER!!!"

I woke up to my twin sister's booming voice. I had that dream again. I started having it every week since the 'personification thing'.

"Whaaa..." I say groggily. I want to sLEEP GODDAMNIT.

My sister had a giddy smile on her face- even though we were both 18 she still acted like a child sometimes.

"Oh come on bro! You really don't remember what day it is?"

"Uuuuh... Sunday?"

She pouted a pout that worked on everyone since she was 10.

"Ok, ok. What day is it?"

"Today's the day we go back to Gravity Falls for the summer, Dip!"

My eyes popped open.

What the fuck?

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