Part 8

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DIPPERS POV

"My real name. William Bill Cipher." He says, looking at his lap.

"So, your middle name is Bill, and your real first name is William?"

"Jesus Pinetree. I just said that, do you want me to spell it out for you?"

"Jeez, just wanted to be sure."  I say.

"So, why did you yell?" 

"I-just-I." He looks at his lap and pulls his knees up to his chest.

"You just, what?"

"I don't like my name. I was made fun of it. I was also made fun of my birthmark, which is why I always wear a hat." I explain.

"Birthmark?" Shit! He never knew why my nickname is Dipper. Way to screw shit up Dipshit.

"Nothing." I say pulling my hat down further, though I already know it's covered. 

"Ah-ah-ah. You can't mention something then say 'Nothing'." He quickly reaches over a pulls off my hat.  I cover it with my hands before he has the chance to see it.

"BILL!" I scream. He puts my hat behind him. 

"Let me see, Pine tree." He reaches over again and prys my hands off my forehead. Which is easy, me still having noodle arms and him with muscles. He stares at it. I roll my eyes down to my lap. "Why would people make fun of you for this? It's rare. It means-" HE stops and shakes his head. He hands me back my hat. I take it and put it back on my head. I look at him, but he's looking out the window.

"Bill?"

"Hmm?"

"What were you saying?"

"Nothing. Let's get back to the Shack. Your families probably worrying about you."

"Okay." I say, not convinced but not wanting to pry. I turn on the car and start driving.


*Time Skip Brought to you by Smile Dip* (That rhymes. LOL)

We get home after driving in complete silence.

"Dipper! Where were you? Grunkle Stan and Ford said you weren't answering your phone. Did you do something you demon?" Mable says in one breath. I sigh.

"Sorry Mabes. Calm down. I just forgot to turn on my phone; Bill didn't do anything wrong."

"Good because if he hurt you, I would've-"

"Mable." I say. "Bill is fine. It wasn't him. Remember?" 

"Sibling talk?" She says looking at Bill. 

"Stay down here for a minute Bill." I say. Mable and I head upstairs and onto the roof. The lawn chair and cooler and everything is still there. "What?" She looks at the stars.

"Do you... Do you really believe him? I mean he could be lying and you being forgiving Dipper, did exactly that. Forgave him for trying to fucking kill us. And you believed him. Why?"

"I-I don't know Mable. I just had a feeling he was telling the truth. I can't explain it but I just know  somehow that it wasn't him."



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