Fur, Scales, Claws, and Tails (A Monster Falls AU) Book 1 in the Portal series.

10: We'll Meet Again

A/N: hey guys! If you didn't catch it last chapter: Also: I have decided that instead of having an arrow as Virginia's symbol, she will now have a maple leaf. The arrow will replace glasses. Just imagine the necklace with a maple leaf pendant instead of a arrow. Brought to you by the author of laziness. Have a nice read! I was determined to get over a 1,000 words into this chapter. Hope you like it! Also: If you have a better chapter title, leave it in the comments! -Dixie the Dog

Virginia woke up, gasping aloud. She had just had a dream where she saw a cervitaur, who turned into Dipper. That was odd in itself. Then a voice spoke saying something that sounded a lot like a prophecy. That was worrying. Why did she turn into a mermaid? Dipper walked up to her, a worried look in his eyes. Are you all right? They seemed to say.

"Yes, Dipper. It was just a bad dream." Dipper meowed, sinking his claws into her arm. "Fine. I'll get you some food, just let me get out!" As Virginia hopped out of bed, she couldn't shake the feeling that the prophecy had something to do with finding her brother.

Virginia was an only child, yet deep down she knew that she would find her brother. He was out there, she just had to find him. At church during Christmas, she had hoped to get a glimpse, and she did.

She was in a forest, walking with her brother towards a building. They went inside and it was some sort of gift shop. There was an old man there, and he, well, she couldn't hear exactly, but it looked like he wanted them to have something. Her brother went over to the hats, and she went over to some crates and found... A GRAPPLING HOOK! She took it out and pushed the handle. That was all she remembered.

She opened the door, and Dipper ran towards the kitchen. He paused at the end of the hall to wait for her. Dipper meowed at her.

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Hold up, you cute little kitten!" Dipper meowed again. 'I'm not a kitten! I'm a cat.' Virginia shrugged as she walked towards the pantry. As she opened the door, Dixie walked over and sat down. 'The smell of food and the sound of the pantry door opening has revived me from my deep slumber.' Virginia laughed.

Then, a song popped into her head. A song she used to remind herself not to give up on her brother, wherever he was. She started humming 'We'll meet again,...'

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Stanford woke up. He was probably a monster now, seeing how long his brother was out. He stood up on all fours and stretched. He saw something in front of him. It was tantalizing. Stanford started to bat at it, jumping up after the thing. Suddenly, a laugh sounded from behind him.

"Heh, you are the little kitten, am I right Sixer?" He turned around and saw Bill holding the end of some string. Ford growled and tried to pin him down. He was able to jump onto Bill, leaping twenty feet.

"Ooooh, the little kitten can jump so far!"

"Why do you keep calling me a kitten!" Ford was relieved that he could still speak English, though his voice was deeper.

"Aw, c'mon Sixer! Have you looked at yourself yet? You're one big kitten!" Bill then proceed to roll out from under him and do an impression of a kitten, "Mew, Mew, I'm Sixer! Mew, Mew!" Bill pretended to lick his paw. He crawled around, rubbing his side against the couch.

"I don't do that!" roared Ford. RIP! His jacket fell to the floor, and Ford picked it up. It was ripped straight down the middle. He glared at Bill.

"Wow, Sixer!" Bill stood up, "You're not just a kitten! You have wings!" Ford looked on his back. He did have wings. Huge, colorful wings that ripped straight through his shirt, though that was still on him. He looked down at his feet. He had paws now, and he was willing to bet he looked like a huge, overgrown cat.

What do I tell Dipper and Mable? He walked over to Bill.

"Why did you come here Bill? No lies, just the truth."

"Heh, Heh. Well, you see, I was in the forest following Pine Tree, and I possessed him and fell into a river. The shock of the cold water made me lose my concentration, and shocked me out. I then let Pine Tree get out of the river so we could talk. Then, I passed out."

"So, wait. You also fell into the river? What happened?" Stanford tried to get a pen from off the table, but he ended batting it onto the floor.

"Yep. And I need help because, well," Bill gulped, "I'm human now."

Ford fought the urge to purr. He could finally learn actual things about Dream Demons. Stanford pulled a dream catcher out from his desk. (He grabbed the knob of the drawer in his teeth.) Bill leapt back behind a couch, cowering in fear, then straightened his composure.

"KEEP THAT THING AWAY! Please." Bill almost choked on the last word, "Those stick to me like flypaper. One time I couldn't escape a Native American store for two months till they sold out." Stanford lowered the dream catcher and put it back into his desk. Bill started humming something that Ford couldn't quite place.

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Wilson was at home, drawing. He sat at his desk just doodling away. Usually, he could draw a pretty good dragon, but this time it came out all wrong. The head was twice as big as the body and the tail was a stubby rump. The eyes were slits and the claws looked like paws.

Maybe he would feel better if he drew something else. Maybe a poem to go with it. Wilson didn't know much about poetry, but it could be very beautiful, even if it didn't rhyme. Maybe if he just wrote some words down the poem would come to him.

We'll meet again.

Don't know where, don't know when,

But I know we'll meet again some sunny day.

It was pretty good if he said so himself. The poem might look good surrounded by a yellow, equilateral triangle. Maybe he could even add a top hat and bow tie! Hmmm. Something was missing. Wilson drew two jagged lines hanging down from the triangle. Then, he drew two straight lines outside of these, also hanging down.

Wilson stood back. It was a masterpiece.

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"Virginia! Guess what, sweetie," Virginia's mom opened the door of her room without asking and sat down on her bed, "I found a flight on slick-deals to Alaska for $400. You're going to see Denali and other things!" Virginia looked up from her book. It was A Wrinkle in Time the graphic novel. Meg and Charles Wallace had just met Mrs. Who.

"Sounds great, Mom. Can't wait." Virginia did a small smile, "Can I bring Lou, Wilson, and Mason along? Please????"

"Of course you can!"

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