Gravity Falls REBORN

Some Bullets Can't Be Dodged

'Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!'  I zoom past every room and hallway with a speed I didn't know I have, as I make my way to the catwalk. 'Wait!'  I skid along the floor as I stop myself, seeing that I passed the way I have to go. I reach the ladder Bill had troubles figuring out from earlier, so I climb up it.

In the process of hoisting myself up, I hear the cake fall down, indicating Mabel is already in it. 'Crap, crap crap!'  I rush over but stay out of view. "O-ho, but why would you want to do that?" I listen quietly to Bill speaking to Mabel, slightly raising the the cake to gain her trust but not enough to get her to safety.

"Bill Dipper! Bipper!" Mabel narrows her eyes at the grinning demon, clutching the journal close to her chest.

Bill presses a finger to his borrowed lips, "Shh! You wouldn't want to ruin the show... Whoops!" I startle as he briefly releases the cake, sending Mabel plummeting, but then stops it again.

"No way! This is Dipper's and Macie's! I'd never give it away!" she retorts.

Bill, still smiling maniacally, mock thinks, "Hmm you didn't seem to have a problem taking it for your own play, ditching him when he needed you," he starts off with his scripted dialogue, but deters, making my eyes go wide, "Not to mention your 'sister', Macie, don't you want to know what she's been doing behind your guys' back!?"

"Well ye-yeah! But, she said she'd come to us when she's ready, I- I trust her..." 'Oh no, Mabel!'

"Ah but you hesitated! Give me the journal and I'll tell you all the information I've gathered about her!" He reaches his hand out to take the book. "And if you hand over the book, your play won't be ruined, either! It's a win- win, Shooting Star!"

I chew on my fingernails, watching Mabel sigh and slowly start to lean over and hand him the book. "There it is. I mean, who would sacrifice everything they've worked for just for their dumb siblings?" The demon's smile grows wider.   'Please say 'Dipper would', please say it!' I pray, squeezing my eyes shut.

"Dipper and Macie would, even if she's going through something tough, I'll still be there for her and Dipper, no more ditching them!" she cries, pulling the journal back in a fake- out manner, dragging Bipper into the cake with her. 

I breathe a huge sigh of relief, proud and almost crying with Mabel's speech. 'Crap!'  Realizing the situation at hand, I rush over to grab the rope. 'Wonder how this'll go... Good thing my hands are corporeal.'  I prevent the prop from plummeting as Mabel looks up in horror, not seeing anyone, I assume, by the look on her face.

"Argh! You're really grinding my gears, Ring! Pull us up!" Bill demands, plying tug-of-war over the journal with the girl.

"Wait, Macie?!" Mabel asks, gaining hold of the journal and smacking Bill on the head, smirking.

I ignore her, although she wouldn't even be able to hear me respond anyways, and direct my anger to Bill, "Not until you tell me how to fix this! How do I get out of the in between!"

Blinking twice, comically, the boy laughs quite genuinely, then wipes his happy tears, "I told you already, I don't know!" He shrugs, clearly enjoying himself.

"Oh don't give me that!" I start to sweat from gripping onto the rope so hard. "You're an all-knowing dream demon! You figured me out after meeting me once! How did you even do that anyway!?" My hands burn, the knuckles turning white, but I can't afford to care right now.

"Well at the start you seemed very off, then with all of your comments and actions, I figured you were just really weird, like me, or stupid, or..." His eyes darken and his smile grows impossibly wide, only his eyes and teeth glowing in my view, making it extremely scary, "...other worldly." Everything around me goes dark and my ears ring. I wince from the burning in my hands and from the ringing noise, which is disorientating me, making the rope slip from my grasp.