Dipper Pine's Prophecy

8: Not a Date (Part 2)

Bill and Pine Tree ended up both ordering a burger and fries to eat, the only difference in their meals was that the human took out the pickles while Bill practically covered the patty with ketchup (because it reminded him of blood, not that Pine Tree had to know that). Bill enjoyed having tastebuds, but predictably, humans had boring tastes in food, the only meatsack meals that have interested him thus far in his time inside a body were foods that were so spicy it hurt. Unfortunately, giggling while his eyes watered and his throat burned would not help his plan, so he had to pretend to enjoy boring foods for now.

They both ate in relative peace, their conversation was mostly small talk, the kid told him things he had to pretend he didn't already know about him and he told him about his fake life. He was Born in New Mexico and moved to Las Vegas when he was young (because it was one of the only places that humans knew how to party, even by his standards), he told him all of the mundane parts of "Will's" life. Even though there wasn't any magic or strange about this part of his 'life', Pine Tree was eating up the information, eagerly asking questions.

Needless to say, Bill was bored out of his mind and tired of the soft smiles and light chuckles he had to make, he was ready to stab someone with the utensils he was using.

Maybe the waitress who kept trying to flirt with him as if she was even worthy of looking at him, even when he wasn't in his true form.

When they finished eating they both ordered a slice of cherry pie to eat as they moved on to the slightly more entertaining subjects. Pine Tree pulled out a notebook and folder that was filled with papers out of his bag.

"So this is everything I could find on your people, most of it is theories though. Hopefully there will be something that will help you."

But raised an eyebrow and pretended to be impressed, "Wow, that's a lot more than I thought you'd have, information on them is hard to come by. You might actually know more than me."

The kid flushed at the praise and handed him the folder for him to look through, "Thanks, but like I said, most of this is just speculation, there's not a whole lot of actual fact."

Bill chuckled, "Humility is an attractive look for you Sapling, very cute, but you don't give yourself enough credit, just a little smugness would turn that cute to sexy in a heartbeat." He smirked as the boy's blush deepened and struggled to reply.

Much to his disappointment, but not surprise, Pine Tree just cleared his throat and ignored the comment.

"Anyway, you can go through that and I'll write down everything we know for sure between the both of us."

"Alright." Bill murmured as he decided to actually read the papers he was holding. Many of them were random notes or copies from Sixers Journals, but some looked like they were from a different Journal, probably from the ones Pine Tree has been working on that Bill hasn't bothered to look into. Based on the surprisingly large amount of spot on theories though, he probably should.

"You don't have an official name for my people?"

The human looked sheepish, "Not really, we have no idea what they called themselves and they aren't really known in history. My Grunkle and I were going to call them something, but we never had time to find an appropriate name for them."

"Then that's the first thing I can tell you about them." He grinned, "My ancestors were called Populi Veritatis, or People of Truth."

Pine Tree's face lit up as he repeated the name and quickly wrote it down in his notebook.

"Okay, so they were the Populi Veritatis and were the first Residents of Gravity Falls. Wait, they were Latin? I thought they spoke a native American language like their neighbors or whatever that hieroglyphic language they wrote on the caves is."