An epilogue of Chapter 2: Ford's Dream

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Ford's POV

Eventually, later that night, after all the ducks were in bed, I finally started getting tired. (Much to my constant attempts not to.) But the second I closed my eyes, I immediately regretted it.

I was in the wheat field again, like a few months ago, back before we left Gravity Falls. All of a sudden, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and was about to attack the man when I realized it was Fiddleford. "Standford! Standford! You have to help me!" He cried. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Fiddleford! What's wrong?" I asked.

"I fear that he has returned. The demon with just one eye!" He screamed, falling to his knees and clutching my jacket.

"Bill?" I asked in shock. "But he was destroyed in Stan's mind! How do you know this?" I asked. He smiled.

"Because I tricked you," He smirked. All of a sudden, he blinked, and his eyes were glowing yellow. He laughed maniacally and morphed into the creature that I thought I had finally destroyed.

"CIPHER!" I screamed.

"DING! DING! DING! WE HAVE A WINNER, FOLKS!" His voice echoed. "HERE! HAVE THIS SPARE INTESTINE!" He dropped an intestine on the ground at my feet, which I kicked away in disgust. "AW, FORDSY! YOU'RE JUST TOO GOSH DARN GULLIBLE! EVER THOUGHT OF GETTING A BRAIN CHECK?"

"What are you doing here?! I erased you forever!" I screamed.

"WELL, WELL, WELL. IT JUST SO HAPPENS THAT SOMEONE CAME AND AWOKE ME FROM MY SEMI-SUPTOR IN THAT GOD-AWFUL STATUE! AND NOW, I'VE COME BACK FOR THE ONE THING I NEED THE MOST: A DIMENSION TO CALL HOME!" He laughed. "AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOU FED THAT TO ME RIGHT OUT OF THE PALM OF YOUR SIX-FINGERED HAND!

"You're not taking over this dimension again, you hear me?!" I fired back.

"OH, PLEASE! YOUR DIMENSION IS SMALL POTATOES COMPARED TO WHAT I'M GOING AFTER!" He said. He projected an image of Duckburg out of his eyeball, and I gasped.

"NO! You won't dare lay a finger on Scrooge and his family!" I screamed.

"OH, I'M SURE THEY'LL BE JUST FINE!" He replied. "AFTER ALL, HE'S SCROOGE MCDUCK!"

"You wouldn't dare!" I replied.

"YEESH! I JUST THOUGHT THAT YOU'D BE THANKFUL THAT I WASN'T GOING AFTER YOUR DIMENSION! YOU CAN TRY ALL YOU WANT," He said, a giant ring of fire now around us. "BUT THOSE DUCKS WILL HAVE TO COME TO TERMS WITH FATE ONE DAY! AND YOU'RE NOT STOPPING ME THIS TIME, SIXER!" He laughed. "BECAUSE GUESS WHAT? THINGS CHANGE, FORDSY!" He started rising into the air.

"UNTIL THEN, I'LL BE WATCHING YOU! I'LL BE WATCHING YOU!" He laughed maniacally, and in a flash of light, he was gone, and I was back in the bedroom, with the sleeping ducklings around me.

"I need to warn them!" I said. "He's back."



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