The Darkest Of Pines

The Brightness and The Madness

Bill awoke to feel small feet kicking him and the round bossum of a baby near his face. He couldn't help but chuckle a little and turn the boy around to reveal a wide awake dipper sucking on his fist. "An early riser, how grand" Bill mumbled seeing there was no choice but to get up as the baby began to kick again. The demon gently lifted the child and after a nice fight with a wiggly dipper, changed it's diaper. "How can a meatsack this small, move so much? You've only been born for a month" Bill said exasperated as he lifted the child. Dipper began to suckle at his shirt again, leaving the demon to sigh and deal with a wet spot on his shirt as they both headed to the kitchen. "Kid, I have no milk" Bill said, gently laying the baby on the counter and motioning to his chest, "no milk". The baby stared up at him and continued sucking on his own hand. Bill made a bottle appear and took the boy back into his arms. "I really don't have a use for you pinetree, I could easily give you off to that psycho" Bill growled thinking of Stanford and his cult. "He is the damnedest man alive, and the most annoying genius I've ever dealt with, I would give anything to see that man die". The baby seemed to be upset by the mention of Stanford because suddenly the bottle was out of his mouth and his face began to turn red as he began to fuss and shake his little hands. Bill wanted to cover his ears then, he began to rock and pat the angry baby boy. "Hey kid shhh hey pinetree stop making that noise" Bill tried his best to soothe the angry baby and patted it's little back. Eventually after some time of rocking and Bill trying not seal the baby's mouth shut, Dipper finally calmed down and was now sitting in Bill's arms finishing his bottle. "It seems I'm not the only one with a hatred against the pines" Bill said, watching dipper with interesting as the baby looked around the room unfazed by the floating objects and loss of color. Bill knew the baby couldn't exactly see everything correctly yet, but it amused him to see the baby so calm in a world full of madness. "I didn't want you really at first but now it seems I've changed my mind..."

~~In an underground bunker far from the mystery shack~~

Stanley smiled softly as he watched his niece watch the makeshift mobile spinner move and play soft music as she laid in the small crib he made for her. Stanley drank his coffee and watched the television set that sat near them. It was a little soothing to see even after all the madness Stanford had caused in the woods that Gravity Falls was still a sleepy town. Mabel seemed to be happy in her shooting star pink onesie, looking a bit better in health than she did yesterday. Stanley sighed wishing he could have saved the other twin, he wanted to go back out there and find him but with the circumstances, Stanley felt that it would be too late. "It's best if I didn't bring home a dead twin.." he muttered to himself as he laid his hand in the crib for mable latch onto. The baby girl looked at his scars and poked at them, getting an amused chuckle from Stanley as he wiggled his fingers. She giggled, they only looked like small squiggles in her vision. "If only your mother would be here to see this, she'd make both of us smile" Stanley said with a sad tint in his voice. His brother was only causing hell, and the man was bringing himself further to the Devil. "If only I could have struck him in the heart.." Stanley growled and muttered beneath his breath. He switched off the TV and gently picked up mabel. "Time to show you the right side of the world kid.." Stanley muttered putting Mabel in a sling and opening a hatch out of the bunker. Sunlight streamed into the dim underground room and Mabel only cooed mesmerized, Stanley smiled and climbed out, "the bright side.."