Author's Notes: This is a revised version of the first chapter, as I noticed that there were a TON of spelling mistakes. So, this is my first official story, and I hope that everyone enjoys this revised chapter. PM me with any mistakes you find!
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Disclaimer: Gravity Falls does not belong to me. All rights go to Alex Hirsch.
It was a hot day at the Mystery Shack, and the twins were unpacking their things in their attic bedroom. Mabel and Dipper were 13 now, and Mabel was still a millimeter taller. Waddles hadn't grown at all, and Stan was back to ripping off tourists. Ford was down in the lab studying some new creature and Wendy was still tough as ever. Soos was still Soos.
Mabel sighed with happiness. The Mystery Shack was the same, Gravity Falls was the same, everything was good. Dipper was just glad to be back to studying the weird happenings of the little Oregon town. His home away from home. Pretty soon, it was time for the twins' first dinner back in Gravity Falls.
When the twins saw all of the food on the table, they couldn't believe their eyes. They had known that Stan could cook, but the table was overflowing with all their favorite foods. Stan smiled at his great-niece and nephew. "C'mon kids! This meal isn't going to devour itself!"
Mabel sat down eagerly, but something held Dipper back. Wendy, Soos, Stan, and Mabel looked at him. "What's wrong, bro-bro? Not hungry? Stomach feeling bad?"
Dipper shook his head. "Nothing like that. It's just, Grunkle Ford isn't here. Where is he? I wanted him to be here."
Stan shook his head. "My nerdy brother is down in the lab. Careful."
Dipper nodded and keyed in the code to the false vending machine. He took the elevator down to the lab where he saw his Grunkle working with a slimy creature in a jar. "Grunkle Ford? What's that? Can I help you?" His grunkle grunted and waved a hand.
"No, Dipper. This is a delicate business, and this creature only trusts me to examine it right now. Maybe later, you can develop a relationship with it but now is not the time. But, I do have something I want to discuss with you. We'll be taking a trip tomorrow, to Bill's statue."
Dipper was confused. "Grunkle Ford, why are we taking a trip there? Do you think that something is wrong with the statue? Or do you just want some more research?" He was so excited that he didn't even give his poor grunkle time to speak.
Finally, Ford shook his head. "It's just a routine checkup that I do every few days or so, just to make sure that the statue doesn't become damaged. I thought you would want to come along this time."
Dipper nodded excitedly. "Grunkle Ford, when are we leaving? I can't wait!"
Ford looked thoughtful. "How about we go early tomorrow morning?"
Dipper grinned. "That sounds great Grunkle Ford. By the way, dinner's ready," he said, and turned back to the elevator, pressing the button for the main floor.
Ford smiled. His great-nephew had grown so much, both physically and mentally. He couldn't wait for tomorrow. The scientist packed away the creature and closed down the lab. A few seconds later, the elevator dinged open on the main floor, bringing smiles to the faces of the people sitting at the table.
Ford sat down and everybody erupted into chatter. It was a happy evening. Dipper had finally gotten over his crush on Wendy and was able to talk to her like a normal person, and Mabel was showing off her new sweater to Soos. Ford and Stan just ate.
After all the food had been consumed or put in the fridge for the next day, Mabel and Dipper headed up to the attic to get ready for bed. When the room was dark and the twins in bed, they found that they couldn't go to sleep.
"Hey, Dip-Dop?" Mabel whispered. "What do you think that we're going to do this summer? Bill's not around to make life hectic anymore."
Dipper sighed. "I don't know, Mabel. Maybe just have a normal time? You hang out with Candy and Grenda, and I help Grunkle Ford down in the lab. Maybe we'll end up watching reruns of Ducktective late into the night."
Mabel smiled. "That sounds about right, bro-bro. Thanks. Night." She turned over and fell asleep while Dipper stared up at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. He wanted to find something weird, maybe along the lines of new creature or something.
He reached over and grabbed his journal that he had gotten as a present from Grunkle Ford. As Dipper leafed through the pages, he grinned at one very special entry. It took up a whole 7 pages, and it never failed to bring a smile to his face. "BILL CIPHER", read the top. Documented on the pages were the events of Weirdmageddon and the aftermath.
After a few minutes of reminiscing, Dipper replaced the journal and pulled his covers over his head. He fell asleep quickly, dreaming of triangles and fire.
Meanwhile, both of the older Pines twins were in the kitchen, drinking beer and laughing. Pretty soon, even they headed to bed though. Stan to the front of the TV, and Ford down to his lab. Little did they know, that when they woke up the next morning, nothing would be the same ever again.
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In the forest by Bill's statue…
A sharply dressed woman leading a smaller boy by the hand approached Bill's statue. The boy stood in the darkness, wondering why his mother's friend had led him out here. As if she could read the little boy's mind, the woman smiled and answered. "William, we're out here because I need a vessel."
The little boy was sufficiently creeped out now. "Why are we out here, Aunt Emily? I want to go back home now. It's scary out here and that statue is looking at me."
Emily smiled. "Honey, I hate to break it to you, but you're never going home to your mommy and daddy. You're going to be here for a very long time." As Emily finished speaking, her eyes glowed white and the little boy began to choke. The little boy reached in the direction of his home, but he never got there. His hand fell limp and dead far away from comfort.
The body of the little boy fell to the forest floor, and Bill's statue started to crack. All of a sudden, the stone around Bill Cipher's right arm flew off in a burst of power. The cracking spread up the demon triangle's body until it reached his eye. The eye flew open, and all over Gravity Falls, the power went out.
Whisps of yellow smoke drifted out of the cracks of the statue. They flooded into the small boy's mouth, and then all was still. When the whisps were nowhere to be seen, the body glowed a bright yellow and burst into smoke and atoms. When the smoke and atoms stopped swirling, a boy with yellow hair, golden eyes, and a filthy tuxedo with a bow tie and top hat stood in the mist.
Bill poked himself in the right eye, just to make sure that he was really alive. Finally, Emily had seen enough. She tapped Bill on the shoulder. "Welcome back to the land of the living. Now get in the car, I'll explain on the way."
Bill shrugged and got in the car, not bothering himself with the strap to his right. Emily got in as well and dropped the illusion. In her place was a pink fire demon with one eye. Bill lit up with happiness. "Pyronica! I'm so glad to see you! Were you the one who brought me back to life?"
Pyronica sighed. "Bill, in a minute, you may not be so glad that I brought you back. Hear me out before you destroy the car, okay?" Bill nodded, he didn't like where this was going. Pyronica continued. "Bill, according to demon law, when you were defeated by the Pines, you were bound to Mason Pines. Your powers are all still there, just diminished. Don't waste them. They need to recharge. You cannot wander more than a few miles away from Mason, and you can't attack him either. His friends though, they're fair game. Now, look at the mark on your wrist."
Bill nearly sobbed. When he looked down at his right wrist, sure enough, there was a circle of runes there. Pyronica interrupted his thoughts. "I have to go soon, so listen closely. That mark is the one thing that binds you and your powers to this dimension. I can't tell you what to do because it's forbidden, but I'm sure that you'll think of something."
Pyronica stopped the car at the Gravity Falls Motel. "Get out, Bill. We're spending the night here, and then I'm taking you to the Mystery Shack that the Pines call home." Bill groaned but entered the motel. When the pair got to their room, Pyronica and Bill collapsed on the beds and slept like rocks. Tomorrow was going to be good.
AN: Glad that everybody made it to the end! I'll be updating this story quite frequently, or well, frequently once I get a handle on school... so long for now, Lights out!