Thinking back on it now, Dipper realized he could have done many things differently. Could have stayed with his family and whether it was stupidity, rash thinking or both, Dipper regretted his decisions whole-heartedly. He realized that he could have done so many things, deceived Bill in so many different ways but because of his own stupidity he failed to do so.
Dipper understood the grave mistake he had made, he knew because he had made once before during Mabel's puppet show catastrophe.
He made a deal with Bill.
If that wasn't one of the most idiotic things he had done he would soon find out because the agreement honored would could be an eternity and Dipper hated himself. If only he thought things through, thought less like Mabel and more like Dipper because that was who he was, right?
Dipper?
Of course he was. He was Dipper. The Dipper that made mistake after mistake and hoped to fix it all in the end. It worked most times but Dipper knew for sure that there was no way out of the fate he had doomed himself to suffer. His family to suffer.
Dipper could only wish now to go back in time to solve everything once again, to not feel the horrible impending sense of dread that laid heavily at the bottom of his stomach causing his emotions to churn in rebellion.
He really wished he had never came to Gravity Falls because now he was slowly waking up from the chains of sleep that glued his eyes shut in revenge as his head pounded an obnoxious drumbeat that only served to further the agony of his headache. He groaned.
What the hell happened?
What the hell was going to happen?
What did he do?
Opening his eyes to darkness Dipper realized that he had just spelled doom for the rest of the world and an eternity of hell for him. Bill was a powerful demon and was only entertaining Dipper's deal, he didn't actually care and would soon disregard Dipper and the deal. Dipper couldn't let that happen. He was a selfish boy and if it meant that the rest of the world was at the mercy of an all powerful demon in order to keep his family as safe as he could, then so be it.
Dipper would do anything for them.
Even suffer this pounding headache from hell and the absolute darkness of the cell and the huge sense that he had just doomed himself for something worse. For something that nobody would have ever thought of.
Dipper was so so stupid.
He would do anything for his family, for Mabel and his Gruncles.
Yet he still didn't want them to leave him all alone with the devil.
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After his headache had subsided and his eyes had gotten used to the drastic change in lighting, Dipper realized he couldn't move.
Well, that was a lie. He could move but something was limiting his movements and based by the hollow metallic sounds they were making against the floor Dipper realized two things. First and foremost Dipper was lying on what seemed to be a dingy, cold stone floor and two, he had chains cuffed around his wrists and his ankles. Not only was he cuffed but the chains were heavy, dragging him down and make it impossible to lift his arms or legs to do anything.
Dipper groaned.
He didn't know how long he had been here nor what time it was but he felt his body start to ache. Now that he had noticed the chains, the cuffs of the chains were not only heavy but were clasped tightly onto his wrists, digging into his skin and causing excruciating pain to travel up his arms. Dipper cried out.
He felt helpless, weak. Dipper, if he ever found out a way to get out of whatever mess he had made himself he would make sure to thank anybody he could for the warm bed he had, free of restraints but with a nice heavy blanket.
Wallowing in his own misery, Dipper never noticed the ache consuming him from the inside out.
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Dipper's throat felt dry. Ashy. His tongue a foreign anomaly wandering in the dunes of the Sahara Desert with no place and no purpose to be there.
His stomach had twisted itself in knots, seemingly aching with the rest of him and he felt bile rise up from his throat, welcoming it with all he had, thankful for the liquid as little as it was.
His body ached.
Everywhere.
He hadn't moved in what felt like an eternity, what could have been an eternity and it was starting to hurt. He wanted to move, do something. Walk, talk, move his hands and feet.
But he couldn't.
And he probably would never again.
Just like he would never see his family again.
Never see Mabel's maple smile, sappy like syrup and overloaded with sugar and pride.
Never see Gruncle Stan's aging face worried with years of hopes and dreams and the loss of his family, a stern but soft smile looking down at Mabel and him.
Never see Ford's hardened face and experienced words that he would usually ignore in the favor of his own needs.
He would never see Wendy, or Waddles, even Pacifica.
He had brought this upon himself and he had to face it alone no matter how much he wanted to be with people he enjoyed spending time with.
He thought that this must have been punishment for his selfishness. A cage suffocating him of all he cared about, restraining him to nothing and then spitting him back out in hate and starting the process all over again. He wasn't always the best brother or son, not even the best at anything really. He was Dipper, and Dipper was weird and always did stupid nothings in his own interest he never considered others, how it would affect them, but would it really affect them?
Was Dipper being hopeful?
Was he losing his mind?
Dipper hoped that he was still sane, but in the all consuming darkness of the cold caged cell he had managed to put himself into, he wasn't so sure anymore.
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Hello...
Long time no see, huh?
Sorry for the super long wait, I don't really have an excuse besides school but...
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, enjoy, hopefully, what is a more developed writing style (please tell me I have improved at least a little bit).
I think one of the main reasons I held of this rewriting for so long was because I wasn't interested in the plot anymore. The original was too random and incomplete full of several plot holes and making the characters to OOC and I hope to fix this.
So as a heads up, I am planning to take a more serious and abusive take on this with some major changes. Hopefully nobody is too put off by this but if you are it's okay, I take no offense. I just wanted to invest in more darker pieces in order to advance my own writing as far as dark things go, so...
I appreciate all comments and I'll try to respond to all of them this time round. Feel free to ask any questions talk with one another.
Again super sorry, this chapter is severely overdue but I will try to write faster with good quality and hopefully slightly longer chapters.
If you don't believe me I take no offense and I'm doubting myself to but hopefully I can commit, I've done it once before let's hope I can do it again.
Thanks for reading!
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Gravity Fails (Rewrite)
FanfictionDipper had disappeared the day Weirdmageddon went global. Countries burned down, millions killed, and thousands joining the Falls Rebel Cause. All because Dipper Pines wanted to keep his family safe. __ I DO NOT OWN GRAVITY FALLS OR ANY OF IT'S CHAR...