Demon Dipper

grAvItY fAlls

Turns out the town is called Gravity Falls. Isn't that stupid. Gravity doesn't fall. Welp a human isn't supposed to turn into a demon either, but what do I know. Lucifer was original an angel. I wandered in the woods behind the Mystery Shack. How 'Grunkle' Spam still gets customers is a mystery.

I walk into the forest sticked up signs. Sighing I move on, why am I. The fabulous spectacular me doing this. Maybe I should give in and proceed to murder everyone. I hit the nail only to hear a metal clanging. I punch the tree and see a secret compartment. Pressing some buttons something opens up. I grab the book. Looking back I remember the signs I stab the nail embedding it in the metal tree. I walk home.

Mabel comes home with a boyfriend. I smell the an abnormal smell, 'Norman' is clearly not a human. Wonder if it'll taste good. Maybe the journals will give me answers I read it, "Boooooooooooring." It's detailed and 'nerd' dipper would love it. I'm badass though. I flip through it remembering it. I have determined that Norman is a vampire. NOw to show off to Mabel.

"Bye Norman." Perfect. I scramble downstairs.

"Mabel..."

-SAME AS THE SHOW (IM A LAZY AUTHOR)-

"That was weird." I look down on the journal. This will be fun. Mabel went to sleep and I sneaked out, creeping in the forest I grab a gnome. My logic? They're something new. I stab it wasting no time I pluck out the heart. Biting into it I'm reminded of sour patches. Who knew those disgusting things tasted so good. I gobbled it up licking my lips. I flew back into the room through the handy dandy window and snuggled in my blankets.

Waking up I see that everything is okay, no surprise. Then I smell it. The revolving scent of burning food. I walk downstairs to see Spam making some poison. Great! He serves it up,

"Breakfast." Mabel makes her juice and I'm surrounded by people that don't understand food. While I can eat human food it tastes like cardboard, honestly these 'stancakes' are going to be poison to my system. I suggest timidly, "Can we maybe eat out." Spam looks at his 'pancakes' and agrees.

Walking into a restaurant I order actual pancakes and force them down. I'mma have some sour patch gnomes when I get back. Maybe supernatural creatures taste good. I lick my lips, oh how I want to hunt them down, and drag out their hearts.

=Some days later=

I look at a magazine, monster hunting. I show it to Mabel, you know what this persona is annoying. It would feel so good to stab them, stick my hand in their chest as I rip the warm bloody heart out. Mmmmmmm.

Spam leads us into the car, it's amazing this guy isn't in jail. It turned out he only wanted to fish, but this hat. Then a crazy guy interrupts, thank you god? Nah, fuck god. Thx Satan, I bet he exists, how would Satan taste like. Damn I'm a glutton. Oh a monster, lovely, just when I was getting hungry. Gnomes were too small.

=I feel like im getting lazier=

It was a god damn machine. A fucking machine, my fucking meal is gone. I stalk into the forest kicking trees. When I kicked on it turned out to be metal. It's that tree from last time. Cool, I pull more levers and another door opens up. Oh this is getting better. I creep in ready to murder anything that attacks me.

Empty cans cover the floor, picking it up I see the same logo. Dropping it back on the floor I continue forward. Clicking a button another door opens. So much security, maybe it's the author. Welp it didn't matter, I burnt through the metal. The entrance shut behind me, ah it's a trap. Walking forward I hear shuffling as someone creeps into the light.

It's the guy from the can. "Hey your the can guy." It freezes. Obviously I know it's not a human. How could the perfect me mess up. Molting out of that body it turned into giant slug-like thing. I smirk, rolling my shoulders.

"Mr. Thingie I'm hungry so please die." I race towards it as my flame flickers in my hand. Like an anime character I put my hand out and fire bursts out like a flame.

"What are you?" My voice came out of it's transparent body. It climbed on the wall, my fire spread burning off it's legs.

"What are you?" I ask. I have that journal! I take it out of my vest. No way would I ever leave home without it. Flipping through the pages I arrive on experiment #210. Oh a shapeshifter. I point toward a leprecon.

"Turn into this!" I feel like I finally got a present. Could I rip out its heart repeatedly. Then it would be like getting a coupon to a buffet, for free. I'll never get bored.

"Why would I." Why did it have to argue. I burn it's tail, and glare. Remember, this is still my meal ticket. It looked at the page and shifted into it. Then I noticed it had legs again, flames immediately consume them. Poking it's chest I wonder how it would taste.

I dig my fingernails in as blood trickles down. It yelps, dang I forgot he could say something. Nobody could hear anything, I scratched off the skin trying to block out the screams.]

"SHUT UP BITCH." It quieted down. Licking the blood I feel like a vampire. Digging out it's heart I watch it squirm. This is the first time for me, usually they all bleed out. :( I watch it shift back into the white insect. It scurries away. I got the heart though. I bite it, who would think it was so meaty. The leprechaun was so sweet looking. Whatever I like savory. Or maybe it's the shape shifter taste, whatever I left.

Ah, I'm late for dinner.

Word Count: 1001

(UGH THAT ONE IS BOTHERING ME)