The Definition of Darkness

Chapter 2: "I'll wait"

Dipper POV

The air still held gloom from the news of my parents death that I caused of course. It isn't hard to create your own bomb. Seriously, who seals the products on store shelves without asking for an ID or a background check? Idiots.

I'm currently sitting at the kitchen table next to mable, who's really out of it. I believe she's the most hurt out of us all. She was their favorite. I had the good grades. I helped around the house when money became an issue. I never went to them for anything. I took care of myself more than they ever have, but because I wasn't full of bubbles and loaded bullshit I never pleased them.

I sigh heavily, running my hand through my hair. I glance at mable and sigh again. She hasn't even touched her pancakes. "Mable you have to eat. You don't want to lose that figure you worked so hard to get over the years." I point out blankly.

Mable looks at me for a second then turns her head back to her breakfast. "But dipper.....our parents...their-"

I cut her off by patting her head. "I know mable....I know. I'm hurting too, but our parents wouldn't want us to moron for to long. They would want us to explore life while keeping them in our hearts. It's ok to moron, but don't use the youth you still have to do it. Why don't you call grenda, candy.....oh! And maybe even Pacifica? It seems like you two were getting along at the party. Yeah?"

Mable smiles a little, picking up her fork. "Yup! She was no nice! She even said how sorry she was and got me this necklace!" She cheers while showing me.

I roll my eyes but smile to cover it. The chain was a bright pink while the Jewel hanging from it was a 'shooting star.' I frown, thinking about Bill but force my smile back. "That looks really nice mable, how cool of her."

"Yeah, but thanks for cheering me up! Awkward sibling hug?" She said with a mouth full of pancakes.

I sigh, holding out my arms. "Awkward sibling hug."

He hug each other, not leaving out the 'pat pat'. Moments like this when she isn't being so selfish and stupid makes me miss the old Dipper. Or maybe hate? I can't tell anymore at this point.

Once we finished our breakfast, mable rushes to get ready to meet up with her friends and leaves me with our grunkles. I decide to pay a visit to Ford who is most likely in his lab. I walk to the vending machine, punching in the key code. It moves to the side, allowing me to walk down to his lab.

I raise an eyebrow at the new creatures kept in either cages or jars. I hear a clock of a gun as a red glowing dot appears on my forehead. I didn't flitch, I keep my hands in my pockets and chuckle. "Wow grunkle Ford, what happened to you after we left?" I joke.

I see his eyes widen in the dark as he quickly lowers his gun. "My goodness Dipper! You can't just walk in without knocking. Apologies my boy."

I nod my head, turning on the light. My eyes widen in fear and shock. On the wall were arrows and red string with pictures stamped into the wall by thumbtacks. The pictures and arrows, along with red strings are leading to the big picture in the middle, Bill.

I try my best to gain my composure, but I'm failing. Why does he have all of this? Does he know I'm trying to bring Bill back? This will ruin everything!

Ford looks at me with a raised eyebrow than to his wall. He chuckles and walks over to me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I flitch, looking up at him. "S-so uh.....what's all of that?"

"Ah, I've been keeping track of strange sightings from the aftermath of weirdmageddon. There isn't much but you can never be so sure!"

I sigh from relief. I walk over to the wall and laugh quietly. These pictures weren't anything big. Only thing big about one of them were the noms throwing up rainbows. I take a glance from his desk, noticing a 4th journal?