Mabel stared at the man in front of her, as the details of his odd look starting to seep though her mind. One eye. Top hat. A cane and bow-tie. She seemed familiar with the man's style, but she couldn't remember where she saw it. His look seemed to ring a bell, but she had a hard time to remember. Mabel took a few seconds that started to turn into minutes, just staring at the man with a clueless expression and wondering if she knew his existence before.

But suddenly, it came to her mind. The dream demon, Bill Cipher. Mabel said in her head. This man looks like a human version of the dream demon I encountered with Dipper a year ago.

"Correct, Shooting Star."

Mabel bolted out of her thoughts to see that the man had his hand back on his cane, cancelling his earlier mannered action on Mabel. Mabel grunted and stood up, dusting off anything on her skirt. "Who are you?" Mabel asked, a bit harsh in her tone. She felt a bit annoyed that he gave up his hand to help her. Mabel also started to give up on trying to flirt with this male, since she knew his identity.

"You just said it." the man laughed, as he pulled out a pocketwatch from under his suit. He took a glimpse at the time, and placed the watch back.

"I didn't say a word." Mabel replied, now showing a bit of her annoyance in her tone. She preferred not to deal with Bill, especially after what he did to her and her brother in their past adventures.

"Yeah, but you thought it. You know what they say, what you think is what you speak, or, was it the other way around?" Bill thought for a few seconds, but Mabel started to walk away. Bill looked at her with a bit of curiosity, since it's been a while since he saw the girl. She grown to be somewhat taller, her hair got a bit longer, and she was wearing a thin strapped tank top under her large and fury sweater. Bill had to confess, she looked a bit hot.

Mabel tried to gather her surroundings, freaking out about how there wasn't anyone else in the town, and the boy she wanted to talk to wasn't there as well. It was only her and the illuminating dream demon in the monochrome world. She was starting to even think if time had stopped itself.

"Where am I?" Mabel asked turning around to face Bill. To her surprise, he wasn't there. Figures, since he was too mischievous to deal with. She turned back around and saw she was nose to nose with the demon, and she immediately backed away, avoiding any contact with him. Bill laughed a bit, and twirled his cane.

"We're in Gravity Falls, of course." Bill answered. Mabel gave a glare.

"This isn't Gravity Falls, Bill." Mabel harshly replied back. "Take me back to the real Gravity Falls. And why are you here anyway?"

Bill returned an annoyed look back, as he held his cane tight in his hand. "Is there a problem? I just wanted to see you, that's all." the demon concluded.

Mabel's eyes widened, shocked at the man's sudden words, but shrugged it off. "Okay, I'm glad to see you, too. Now please just get me out of here!" Mabel said that a bit too quickly, since she was eager to go home and back to the real world.

"What's that? Did you just say you were glad to see me too?" Bill asked, taking in Mabel's sarcasm. Mabel looked to the side and swore inside her head. I knew I should've not said that, I don't have time for this.

"Watch your words, Shooting Star." Bill warned, intrigued on how Mabel started to react and interact with him. "I know what you're thinking. I know you want me to go away, and you do have an urge to go home at this second, but..."

Mabel stared at him, expecting him to finish. "What?" Her confidence and frustration started to fade into worry and fear- this demon could see everything about her.

"Apparently you admire my human form." Bill replied back, and released a giggle from his mouth. Mabel looked straight at the demon and growled a bit, but Bill did speak the truth. She was a bit attracted on Bill's human form.

"Just get out of my head, Bill." Mabel ordered, but Bill started to levitate around her. She watched how carefully and gracefully he floated.

"How could I when my image is framed into your mind?" Bill snickered. "You're starting to like my mischievous attitude, young lady. I might start to like you too, maybe..."

The thought of Mabel dating Bill made her sick. He may look handsome, but his overall personality was horrible. Her legs started to shiver when Bill's laughter started to turn into an evil chuckle.

"No, stop it, stop it..." Mabel now pleaded, as she closed her eyes and gripped onto the strands of her hair. "Please, just leave me alone... I want to go home now, please..." She was now completely scared of Bill, and confused on how her mood quickly evaporated into fear.

Bill felt like he was having a good time, pushing the 13 year old girl to her limits, but then he suddenly stopped, as he saw fearful images of himself killing her brother projecting in her head. It started to fade into darker thoughts, Bill starting to kill her friends and family, and that she would be the last one to get slaughtered. For once, Bill realized he was doing something wrong, and he also had the urge to stop his mischief. Mabel soon started to melt to the ground, the leftover thoughts of admiration of Bill being turned around into a nightmare. Bill started to stop floating around, confused on what he was doing.

I have been pushing people for years until they actually died, Bill thought to himself. But why do I want to go easy on this one? He then thought that Mabel started to cry, which made Bill feel more miserable.

After levitating, Bill offered a hand to Mabel who collapsed to the ground and was attempting to wash off all the nightmares that flashed in her head. Mabel shortly opened her eyes and saw Bill's human hand in front of her face, and saw that Bill looked over to the side, red starting to develop in his cheeks. Bill could also sense the tense in Mabel's mind starting to soften, which made him a bit relieved. He honestly didn't know what he was doing, but he felt he needed to be nice to her.

Mabel raised her hand and placed it on top of Bill's. Bill helped lift Mabel up, as he slowly dropped to the ground so he could be face-to-face with the girl. Mabel stared at him, curious. Bill also noted to himself that Mabel's eyes were a bit watery, but no tears were shed. Bill was starting to get tense, since he didn't know what to do in front of the girl. She wanted a date, and you're going to be it. Bill thought. But do actually want to be her actual and real date?

He needed time to think this through. He needed to go back to his bland world.

"Sorry." Bill peeped, before he grabbed Mabel's hand and raised it towards his lips. He softly pecked Mabel's hand, and removed his grip from her a few short seconds after. "I'll visit you again." He saw a bit of pink develop on Mabel's ears and cheeks.

Bill's last words and his small and cute gesture made Mabel think about the demon in a new way for once. The demon glanced at Mabel one more time before lifting his fingers and made a loud snap, changing the worlds between them.

Mabel found herself lying in the middle of the sidewalk, the approximate location where she bumped into Bill. She noticed the boy she planned to flirt on walking away, and was heading towards a shop in the corner. It wasn't worth flirting with him though, since Mabel shortly saw a girl stride to him and saw her pucker a quick kiss on the boy's cheek. Mabel rose from her spot on the sidewalk, felt the poster paper still in her hand. She glimpsed at the words on the poster, her mind feeling a bit hazy. Was her encounter with Bill just a dream? Well, for one thing, she still felt a warm touch lingering on the spot where Bill kissed her hand. So maybe she wasn't dreaming. And maybe she wasn't imagining the urge to see Bill once again.

"But.. he's a demon..." Mabel said to herself, as she got up and started to walk back home.


The dream demon tried to distract himself. He kept on spying and viewing every aspect of each of the pathetic humans' life, he tried to crack up on Dipper's awkward shower singing, or attempted to feel pity for Soos's clumsiness. But he couldn't stop staring at the bright framed and large screen of Mabel in front of him. The girl was sitting on her bed, stroking and combing her hair, and her pet pig Waddles was leaning on the end. Bill also saw floating and small thoughts of himself haunting in Mabel's mind, but he also saw a few thoughts in Mabel's head thinking that Bill was just a misunderstood man. It made Bill feel a bit soft on himself, and he started to feel frustrated. Bill only wanted to play around with the girl, it was his job to make people's lives miserable- but he felt new feelings for Mabel after his encounter with her earlier in the day. One miserable girl made him think about what he does for a living.

"I just wanted to toy with her and now I'm..." Bill groaned, but he decided to let it go. He continued to spy on Mabel up to the point where she went to sleep. Her thoughts of him still lingered even in her dreams. Bill closed her log for a little while, and maybe even planned to visit her properly in the Dreamscape. But that was set aside.

Bill needed to distract himself from Mabel ever since he started to grew an actual liking to her, so he watched Gideon scheme another jailbreak plan with his other buff inmates with a bored expression. He didn't appreciate or even care about anything Gideon did except his hilarious outbreaks and tantrums, but any evil attempt the psychic tried to do made Bill easily bored to death. Bill decided to close Gideon's log for now and decided to fool around with him later. Shortly after, Bill closed everyone's log, even Mabel's for a while, as he sat down on the pitch-black floor and using a flame he ignited on his hand for a bit of light. He had to think about his life for once; and it was all triggered by a feeling he caught for a 13 year old mortal girl.

"A human," Bill started, staring at the blue colored fire. "I'm falling in love with a human."