Hey guys! I'm here with another fanfic! It's based loosely off the newest episode, "The Society of the Blindeye". I hope you enjoy!
Battles were forming everywhere. Wendy with her banjo, Soos with his dysentery, and Mabel with the stuffed raccoon. Dipper started to run away with McGucket's memories when he felt himself run into the main leader of the Blindeye, Blind Ivan. The man immediately tried to grab the tube away.
"Give me that tube!"
"Never!" The man was about to win the tug-o-war match when Dipper threw it up in the air, having it go through the pipes above and into a pile of other memories. The pair then raced for it, trying to make the other fall when they got too close. "That memory belongs to McGucket!"
"The society's secrets belong to us!" Blind Ivan then pushed ahead, tripping Dipper on the way. Dipper hit the cold, tiled floor, the breath knocked out of him. By the time he got up, Blind Ivan had the memory gun pointed at his head. The boy looked around, trying to see if anyone was coming to save him. If anyone even noticed what was going on. But the others were already occupied with the other members of the society, fighting their own battles. He saw the bald leader smirk.
"End of the line, Dipper Pines. By tomorrow, your whole summer will seem like a bad dream! Say goodbye to your precious memories!" Dipper braced himself as he heard the ray energize, the blue aura surrounding it. He heard the yelling stop behind him as everyone realized what was going on. The boy could barely hear the screams and shouts of his friends as the trigger was pulled. Dipper screamed in agony. He clung to his head as he toppled over, all the information of all the supernaturals he'd seen, all the pain and development he'd been through, all his adventures with Mabel, Soos, Stan, and Wendy, streaming away into a tube. The boy then fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Well that's a first.." Blind Ivan mumbled to himself, staring at the tiny form at his feet. He then looked up to see everyone staring at him. The other adventurers had their mouths open in disbelief, tears forming in their eyes. Of course they would be like that. Their biggest companion just lost everything. But the way the other members reacted baffled him. They looked surprised and ashamed at him. "What? What are you looking at? We already knew we were going to do this! Aww, come on! Don't look at me like that! Are you boys gaining a soft side? For this little kid you just met?! What did he ever do to you anyway to make you mourn for his losses, hmm?"
Toby was the first to step forward. "Although he almost got me arrested and sometimes made fun of me, he always got me new stories that kept my newspaper in business! Now, he won't even remember my name!"
Hick Farmer then came up next. "That's darn tootin'! He may be a prude, but he always helped out with the multiple blessings from the nuclear river water we get around the farm!" Arguments and fingers started pointing at the bald man, still holding Dipper's memories in the tube.
"Fine! If you want him to remember so badly, why doesn't he just watch them himself!" Blind Ivan the jammed the tube into the television that broadcasted the other memories. It started to load when the machine started to emit black smoke, electricity crackling and shooting from it. "What the- That's not supposed to happen! He has too many memories! It won't load!" The television then exploded, destroying itself and anything next to it, including the tube with the memories inside. It clacked off the table, skipping and rolling on the ground. It finally came to a stop in front of Dipper, spilling out a colorless liquid. "Uh-oh," the members all mumbled at the same time.
"What do you mean uh-oh?!" Wendy was the first of the adventurers to speak out ever since the incident. She stared at the members who looked at each other, beads of sweat forming on their brows.
"Umm... Run brothers!" The lights then switched off, leaving Mabel, Wendy, Soos, and Old Man McGucket to cry out in shock. The lights turned back on shortly. Wendy rubbed her eyes, the sudden lights blinding all of them for a second. The teen then noticed a note where Dipper's body used to be. She went to go pick it up.
"Hey guys, you might want to take a look at this," Wendy waited until everyone was around her,"Okay, it says: Sorry for the inconvenience. We will try to fix the memories and make another visionaire, large enough, mind you, to help your friend. Until then, make excuses for his absence as we are keeping him. Again, sorry for the inconveniences. -Sincerely, the members of the Society of the Blindeye. P.S. If something important happens, we will send one of our brothers to come and inform you immediately. Until then, unsee you later." The group stood in an unsettling and shocked silence of the day's events.
"Now what? Dipper always had a plan! He would always find a way to fix a problem like this! And, say one of us were him right now, he would already have an escape plan! But he's gone!" Mabel started to freak out. She then felt an arm wrap around her body. She looked up to see a determined but sympathetic Wendy.
"We make excuses for his absence. We let the Blindeye handle this. You're right, Mabel. We're not Dipper. We can't solve a problem like he can, but we can listen to the society's orders. They know best. They'll know how to fix him. Come on, we gotta tell Stan something he'll believe that isn't this." The teen then heard a slight psychotic mumble behind her. She turned to see a distressed Old Man McGucket looking at her. "Sorry, but we didn't get the memories.. Come on, we'll get them when Dipper comes back." The group walked out of the National History Museum, silent and solemn. When Dipper comes back. The teen tried to assure herself as she stared out the car window, watching the buildings glide past as they drove farther and farther away from the museum, from Dipper.
Ok! I hope you guys enjoyed my newest fanfic! Please R & R! Til' next chapter! Onwards Aoshima!