Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity Falls, and the song is a spoof of If I Die Young
"Hey, Dipper, did you ever think of what
everyone would do if you just randomly died tomorrow?" I asked.
"Um, no. Why would I think about that? … Wait, you're not getting depressed again, are you?" The last question was asked rather frantically. I smirked and shook my head.
"I just like to be prepared for anything. It is quite possible that I could die in the next 24 hours." I reassured him in a purposely non-reassuring way. He raised his eyebrows, and I started to sing:
"If I am killed
Cover me with velvet
Lay me down
On a rug or daisies
Dunk me in some water
At dusk
Bid me farewell with the
Words of a rock jam"
Uh oh, uh oh
"What are you doing?" Dipper asked. My cheeks were warm. While everyone who heard me sing said that I had a good voice, I never really sing in front guys. But, maybe my reaction to this was because he was my soulmate.
"Making a point. Also, I love this song…
Goddess give me a rainstorm
I'll pour down on my brother
He'll know that I've moved on on
This rain's like no other
Oh, and
Death don't come
When you think it should, noSun's isn't out
But it's time to go
The sharp knife
Of a short life
Well,
I've had just enough time"
"Wait, are you cutting again? Please tell me you're not. You ended up in the ward for weeks last time." Dipper exclaimed. I shook my head.
"No worries, Dip. That ship sailed long ago." I smiled then continued with the song.
"If I am killed
Cover me with velvet
Lay me down
On a rug or daisies
Dunk me in some water
At dusk
Bid me farewell with the
Words of a rock jam"
Uh oh, uh oh
The bright light
Of a well-lived life"
"Don't you realize how much this would cost? You wouldn't even be able to die until I become a millionaire from all of my findings. Not that it would even be ok for you to die then." Dipper protests.
"So you think my dad would let you pay for my funeral? He'd die too before that happened." I countered. He shook his head in exasperation.
"Myca, you are impossible." He stated.
"Not impossible. Just musical!
Well,
I used up all my time
And I'll be dressed in black
When I reach the Otherworld
I'm as I'm as pale as the bracelet
On my undead wrist
Never known the limits of the sky
Who'da thought that
I'd have to die
Dipper reached out and grabbed my hand. I smirked at him again.
"Is there a point behind this?" He asked.
"I'm just telling you my post-mortem wishes. Is that weird?"
"Yes."
"Oh well.
There's a guy at my grave
Says it shoulda been him
Who woulda thought
Someone would care that much...
The bright light
Of a well-lived life
Well,
I used up all my time"
Dipper's cheeks went red.
"You do realize that, according to you, if anyone from your society heard this, we'd be killed, right?" He asked. I nodded.
"It's worth the risk…
So put on your good shoes
And I'll do my hair
I did all I wanted to
You'd pay me for my mind
Oh no,
I want all my smarts
They never mattered
Even after I'm a corpse
And you'll never hear
The phrases I been screaming
Funny when you're gone
How people start caring"
"Myca, when have I not cared about something you've said?" Dipper asked.
"When I hinted to you that I wanted a puppy for my birthday." I didn't just hint to him. I flat out said: Can you get me a puppy for my birthday?
"I was broke. And besides, Mabel got you a kitten."
"But I wanted a puppy…
"If I am killed
Cover me with velvet
Lay me down
On a rug or daisies
Dunk me in some water
At dusk
Bid me farewell with the
Words of a rock jam"
Uh oh, uh oh
Uh, oh,
This song, it means love
I'll watch over you from above
Please don't cry
I really can't take it
Save it for some time
In the distant future"
Dipper gave me a bewildered look.
"So you dying isn't the proper time to cry? Cause I thought you'd want me to cry…"
"Dipper, why would I ever want you to cry? I'm offended." I gasped. He rolled his eyes.
"You know what I mean…"
"Do I?
The bright light
Of a well-lived life
Well,
I used up all my time
So put on your good shoes
And I'll do my hair"
"Seriously, what the heck does that even mean? 'Put on your good shoes, and I'll do my hair'. It doesn't make sense" Dipper asked.
"Of course. That's what you got from this song that I have just incorporated into a conversation…"
"No, I got that you think way too much about death, when you should be focusing on life." He said I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever..."