Gravity Falls REBORN

A Nightmarish Intermission

"-acie?" I twist around in my blankets, thinking to myself half-consciously, 'Am I dreaming or is someone actually calling my name...?'  "-acie!?" the voice cries louder, causing me to startle and sit up in bed hastily.

"Huh- wha-?" I rub my eyes, my vision clearing to see Dipper crisscrossed on my bed, wringing his hands together. "Hey," I yawn and cover my mouth, "what's wrong?" 'I don't think I've ever seen him crawl onto my bed while I'm asleep. I think I'd be weird-ed out if a boy my age did this if I wasn't so worried right now.'

"What? Oh, uh...nothin' just uh..." he stutters anxiously.

I tilt my head and stare at him, not believing a word he's saying, "Yes, so it's totally normal for you to climb into my bed with me at," I check my phone, "four sixteen in the morning." Placing it back down, I look back to him, trying to read his eyes, but I've never been good at reading people so I stop, seeing as it's making him even more nervous. "Were you reading the journal all night again and got anxious about something again?" You wouldn't believe how many times this has happened. I feel bad for Mabel if she had to go through this in what we didn't see in the show if he's doing this to me now.

"Oh! No, no I wasn't reading the journal again...uh, I just, maybe sorta kinda had a nghtmr...?" he mumbles the last part incoherently and narrows his eyes with every word, not wanting to look me in the eye.

"Okaaaay, are you telling me something or are you asking me something?"

"T-telling!" he cries, offended.

I put my hands up in defense, "Hey it was the way you said it, not my fault." I give him a small smile and lightly push him. He only elicits a tiny one in return. 'Not good... Let's see...' "Anyway, what's wrong? You wouldn't come up here looking all scared and sweaty for no reason. And speak clearly, please." 

"Yeah, you're right... Okay, don't laugh." I raise my eyebrows to tell him to keep going. Taking a deep breath, 'Why is this so hard for him?' he continues, "I had a really bad nightmare..."

'That's it? Okay, I got this.' I mentally crack my knuckles. "That's it? Oh man, I thought you were dying or something!" I chuckle in good nature.

He pushes me, "Hey! I said don't laugh!" Dipper frowns harder.

I wave my hands in front of him, "No no no! I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at how ridiculous you are for thinking this is something to be nervous about. It's a nightmare so it wasn't real..." I turn my head and think to myself a little. He snaps his fingers to bring me back from my trance. Shaking my head, I continue, "Anyway, if it was this bad, why don't you tell me about it. Maybe I can ease your worries?" I pat the spot next to me.

The boy, wrapped in a his own blanket, crawls over, disturbing my poor cat, and gets comfy. "Okay, so remember what the shape-shifter said?" I nod. "Well, I had a nightmare on what he said and did, they've been recurring, too! I can't stop seeing myself frozen and screaming in agony like he showed us..." 

'Okay, he's reasonably frightened...I would be terrified, too!'

"Uh, hoo-boy, okay, well... The shape-shifter is not a time-traveler, nor can he see into the future, so there's no way he could know if that's the last form you'll ever take." 'It's usually one of the twins...or my mom... easing my worries, so I'm not use to doing this...'

"But how do you know that? Maybe he is, there's no way we could know..." the boy retorts.

"He's only a shape-shifter, nothing about the research I saw says anything about him telling the future or seeing it. Maybe he was just trying to scare you into giving up trying to find the author?"