If a Pine Tree Falls in a Forest...

Wrinkle

Bill was ecstatic. Finally, centuries of effort, years of planning; it was all coming together! The dimensions were merging, Gravity Falls was saturated with controlled magic, the waves of madness, the presence of the creatures that had already lived there, it was all adding up. Soon enough this world would fall, this dimension would fall.

"Bill?" He turned at the sound of Pine Tree. His queen. Truthfully, Bill hadn't planned to turn him, to do anything more than screw with the kid a bit. It would have been a shame really, to ignore the potential Pine Tree was brimming with. He almost had. But then, oh but then, Shooting Star had hit that button. Had severed that tie with Pine Tree. And, rather than mope and forgive, Pine Tree got angry. So, Bill did one of many things he did best. Mixed a few timelines, broke a few rules. It was worth it though, how could Bill think anything else, staring at what his Pine Tree had become.

"Yes Pine Tree?"

"The others want you to come back to the party," Bill cackled as Pine Tree rolled his eyes, "and I'm hungry."

"Course you are kid! Got two mouths to feed now."

Yes, things were coming along nicely.

Though, the only issue with merging timelines; it's hard to tell what ending he'll get. There's two options, and as Pine Tree grew stronger, as his energy grew more intertwined with Bill's own, the more likely for the ending to skew in Bill's favor.

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Dipper laughed, loudly, freely as he spun Teeth in the air. Since he changed, magic had been easier, his own so much stronger.

And Bill, Bill was an invaluable source of information. Dipper had never expected the dream demon to be so patient when teaching him, explain things so clearly and never growing annoyed with what Dipper knew was too many questions. If anything, Bill seemed amused by his incessant curiosity. A stark contrast to most people who'd grow annoyed too quickly. Who knew that Dipper just needed to find a new species to sate his curiosity?

When his stomach growled (quite literally,) a bit too loud for him to ignore, Dipper finally set Teeth down, much to the demon's relief. Upon finally dragging Bill back to the throne room, he'd still had to wait for the maniacs' reports to be given. Something that took far too long in Dipper's opinion, considering there were very few townspeople left, let alone someone who had the power to stop them.

Eventually, after way too long, Bill summoned Dipper's food. Honestly, with Dipper having never had too much of an appetite before, it was a bit of shock that his appetite grew so much. Bill did have a point though, he did have two mouths to feed now.

Happily munching on the meat chunks, (something Dipper never really bothered to ask its origins. Bill wouldn't give him anything bad, after all,) and most of it going to the new mouth that would loudly protest if it was ignored, Dipper tuned in to the conversation Bill was having with Pyronica.

"Looks like the time for partying is over, maniacs!" Dipper perked up in interest, watching as Bill stood from his throne. "Gravity Falls is done! Time to branch out! Take new places! Time to take our magic, our weirdness global! " Bill waved his arm, opening a wall of the Fearamid. "Go, it's time to replenish this dimension." The maniacs and Dipper cheered, the demons taking to the darkened sky. Dipper continued to clap in glee as he watched them fly off, excited to see what the world would look like saturated with controlled magic.

A few hours later, that excitement halted. All of the maniacs had returned, looking disheveled. When they explained that there was a barrier blocking the demons from leaving Gravity Falls, and seemed to be keeping the magic in, Dipper could have sworn Bill's eyes were filled with fire. Without another word, Bill grabbed Dipper and transported to the edge of Gravity Falls. Sure enough, there was a stark line between the ruin that was Gravity Falls, and the near pristine just beyond town lines.

Curiously, Dipper approached, seeing something shimmering purple creating a wall. The barrier, he assumed. Slowly, he raised his hand to touch it. For a second, Dipper could see his hand begin to go through it, he could see the barrier stretching. But it came to an abrupt end when he felt a shock go through his body, being thrown back several feet from the barrier.

"Pine Tree, don't touch it." Bill was closely examining the barrier, clearly growing more and more irritated. He didn't speak again until Dipper stood from where he'd been thrown, approaching the dream demon. "Sixer wrote about this in his journals. He must have. Ever come across it in the third Pine Tree?" Bill frowned when Dipper shook his head no.

"I'm sorry Bill, I don't remember anything about a barrier surrounding Gravity Falls." Dipper felt bad. Wasn't he supposed to know something about the journals? He read that old thing front to back countless times, and he's sure he'd memorized at least half of it. But he couldn't think of anything about a barrier. Was it in one of the other journals?

"I won't be able to recreate the journals. With the piece of metal in his head, Sixer's mind is off limits. To me." A smirk slowly worked it's way onto Bill's face, and Dipper felt hope take root in his heart at his next words. "But, Pine Tree. You might be able to help me."