A/N Here's another One-Shot. Tell me what you think! And, as usual, Gravity Falls belongs to Disney.
Denial… People tell me I'm in denial. It 's been over a year since Dipper disappeared in those woods. We searched tirelessly for something that would tell us he was alive. We never found anything, not even his hat.
I still hold out hope that I can find him alive. Even though everyone who is close to us, even our parents, have given up hope. They have lost faith in their child, the child who had saved not only me, but also Gravity Falls from destruction countless times.
They all say I should move on, "Dipper is dead. He won't be coming back. The forest has claimed its next victim. You'll never find him, the forest hides those who go too deep into its secrets." They pester me with these lies.
I do not believe them. I can still feel our bond. Twin telepathy, as people call it. I can hear him, speaking to me. He's calling me to go after him. I know he's still alive. He tells me not to tell anyone of this trip. They'll try to stop me from going after him.
The Gravity Falls Forest has him prisoner. He needs to be freed. Only I can free him. I have to go after him.
I get out of my one-bed bedroom. The second bed was removed after Dipper's disappearance. People would call what I was about to do crazy, insane, unplanned. What I was about to do was all those things. I was going to go after Dipper. His voice is telling me where he is. He'll lead me to him.
I quietly climb down the stairs. I packed spare clothes and enough food to last a few days in those woods in a small camping bag I had slung on my back. My sweater is white with a blue pine tree design, like Dipper's hat. I know what I'm doing is dangerous, maybe even stupid. But if Dipper is truly dead I will find his body. If he is alive, I'll find him. The only way I'll fail is if I die before I find him.
I sneak past the sleeping Stan and quietly out the door, before making a wild dash into the cold, stormy darkness of night. It is so cold I can see my breath in the freezing air; the snowstorm covers my tracks, no turning back now.
I know I am not prepared fully; I don't even have boots to get through the snow. But this can't wait; Dipper is calling me from the forest. The forest calls, I listen and I come to answer. To find him, I will go as far as he would for me.
Dipper would go to the ends of the Earth, to the deepest depths of Challenger Deep, to the burning sands of the Sahra and to the freezing cold of the Arctic Circle all to make sure I was safe, and I promise I will go that far for him.
I make this promise to him and to myself, "I will find you Dipper, or die trying."
A/N Can you guess the author skill I was trying to improve in this story? Also I'm working on the next chapter for "The Gremloblin's Mirror" and "Code Omega". One of them will be ready soon, so keep your eyes peeled.
