Bill had to figure out a plan that would guarantee his success, Sixers release may have brought out the tool he needed to release him from the dreamscape but they circle if they came together.
He looked at the shack, he needed to act fast..His eye gleamed as he narrowed in on Mabel Pines, "Shooting Star, you might be the key to my success." He circled the image, all he had to do was wait for her to fall asleep…
Mabel would never say it, but she was missing the days before Grunkle Ford was freed. All Dipper cared about was spending time with him. Candy and Grenda were getting busier and she was just feeling alone. Mabel sighed sitting in the Gift Shop of the Mystery Shack. Nobody was here currently so Wendy had left to spend time with her friends. Mabel yawned eyes drooping.
"Come on Shooting Star, a little more." her eyes closed, "And we're in business!" he snapped his fingers entering the pre teens mind with his usual flourish.
"Well, well, well. Shooting Star, I must say your mind is completely different than Pine Tree and Old Sixers." He floated around her. He wasn't joking.
"What are you doing here?" Mabel asked taking a step away from him, she was still in the shop, "What do you want Bill?"
"Oh it's not what I want Shooting Star, but what you want." You could hear the smirk in his tone, "What I can offer you."
"I don't need anything from you, so this was just a waste of time!" Mabel's voice trembled. She stepped around the counter
"I had a feeling you would say that," Bill said snapping his fingers to show an image of Dipper next to Ford, Mabel's eyes narrowed. "Here's the deal, you're going to come with me, or next time Pine Tree here falls asleep he's coming with me and it won't be pleasant. I know being the selfless twin isn't something you're used to but you're the oldest. So do we have a deal?" His hand glowed with blue fire, "Unless you want your brother to suffer. Tick tock kid, I don't control time."
She hesitated, "If I accept your deal, you won't harm my brother." she said firmly.
"If you accept my deal consider Pine Tree safe so long as he stays out of our way, and hey to sweeten the deal I'll throw the Stan twins along with him. So, what do you say." he had her hook line and sinker.
"Alright." She said, "deal." She took his hand, the flames enveloping both arms, "What happens now."
"Now I do this" Just like he'd done with Dipper when he took the kid as a puppet, he pulled her soul out of her body, only this time, he didn't need her body to be a puppet, he had her.
"Ahhh!" Mabel tried patting herself, hands going through her body. Her body was slumped on the ground, she hovered close to it but was pulled back.
"Welcome to the Mindscape Shooting Star. Unfortunately, we can't stay here any longer. You're not in your body anymore." He snapped his fingers, transporting them back to his own world, inside his home.
Decorated with a multitude of colours the place screamed chaos. Hallways that lead to nowhere, couches that looked suspiciously made out of human skin (Mabel made a note to avoid them) weird creatures floated in and out of the the excess of Bill everywhere, Mabel loved it.
"Make yourself at home Shooting Star, you're going to be here for a while."
"What is this place?" she asked in awe.
"My home. You didn't think I just hovered around in the Nightmare Realm until I got summoned, did you? I have standards Shooting Star"
Mabel shifted, "I suppose not." She wandered around, "So why did you want me?" She ducked behind a glass statue of Bill, "You really like yourself don't you."
"So what if I do. Self-love is important" He followed her, "Shooting Star, it's simple enough. I wanted you here to have some company. It gets lonely here and out of the two of you, I like you, it looked like you could use the company also. I've been keeping an eye on you Shooting Star, you've been alone a lot."
She shifted, pain flashing across her face "I'm not stupid." She crossed her arms, "There's more to this! I can tell."
"Real insightful. There are other reasons why, but that's not open for discussion tonight." he summoned a key shaped like a shooting star, "I'll show you to your room. We'll decorate it however you want."
"However I want." She perked up, "Really?"
"Really kid, it's only going to take a thought. Hey, if you want you can do it yourself. Come on. It'll be fun." The first step, would she take it?
"I can do it myself? How?" Mabel bounced on the balls of her feet.
"Magic Shooting Star. Plain and simple." He led her down the hallway, "Mind the screaming heads" He said as they passed a multitude of them. He stopped in front of a door and unlocked it before handing her the key, "Here we are."
The room was bare, only walls and floors, "You were serious about me decorating it how I wanted then?"
"Of course I was. Start with something easy. Make the walls and Floors change colour. Think of what colour or colours you want it then snap your fingers."
"Like this." Mabel snapped her fingers the room changing, "Woah!" The walls were a mottled pink, purple and green, the floor covered in rainbow carpet.
It seemed it would be easier than he thought to bring her into it. She had a knack for reality manipulation. Bill could only imagine what some training could bring him, "You're a natural. Now let's see what else you can do."
Dipper and Ford walked back into the shack laughing, "A leaf blower, I never would have thought to use a leaf blower on the little devils. Ingenious."
"Yeah. It was pretty smart." His eyes drifted around the room, landing on the rumpled mass of his sister, "Mabel?" He raced over kneeling beside her and shaking her body, "Grunkle Ford, she's not waking up. MABEL!"
"Oh dear." He knelt on the other side of her, "I know what this is. Mabel isn't here."
"What do you mean she isn't here? I'm holding her head." This couldn't be happening, not to her, "You have to do something."
"Dipper, listen to me. Her soul isn't' in her body. Do you remember what you told me when you made a deal with Bill? How he took over your body."
"I was in the mindscape. But Bill isn't possessing her."
"No, but I can assure you, it is Bills work." He ran a hand down his face.
"We have to summon him then. Get him to return her."
"We can't rush into this Dipper. We need to plan first. Who knows what he will ask for her return?"
"Who cares what he's going to ask. She's my sister and we don't know what he's doing to her. We have to get her back!"
"Get who back Kid?" Grunkle Stan asked as he walked inside, "Did Mabel fall asleep during her shift? Your habits are rubbing off on her. I bet she stayed up al night or something"
"She's not sleeping, Grunkle Stan. Bill has her." Bill said.
"Then what are you waiting for. Summon the triangle and get her back."
"Stanely, we can't just summon him. We don't know what he'll demand" Ford repeated sounding exasperated.
"Look, I don't care. If she gets hurt because we're "planning" on a way to bring her back. You will regret it. Help or not I'm summoning him to get my niece back!" He lifted up Mabel's body, cradling her gently, "Come on Dipper. You remember the spell?"
"Yeah of course." He shot one look at Ford before following Stan out of the room to start preparing for the summoning of Bill.
"This is so much fun! I can't believe you can do all of this." Mabel had just finished her room. In typical Mabel style, the bed huge and pink and covered with stuffed animals, multiple chairs and other Mabel like baubles scattered across the room, snow globes, stickers, posters. And best of all, a closet full of sweaters! All made by her.
"I can do much more than that. Anyone can create things if they're creative enough." Bill said, "Would you like more power, Mabel?" His hand glowed with blue fire again.
"What do I have to give you this time?" Mabel asked.
"Some support. Don't worry, we've got time. Do we have a deal?" He watched her intently, come on Shooting Star, take the deal.
"I.." She took his hand, "We have a deal."
Bill laughed, "Great. Congrats Shooting Star you're getting exactly what you wanted." Blinding light encased the pair of them, Mabel screamed.
