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The mystery shack gift shop was practically empty and Mabel let out a huge groan. Now she knows how Wendy must've felt before she went off to college.
She reached down under the table to get her knitting gear. Man, the summers have gotten so boring without-
She opened up the bag, noticing a small glint of a picture frame near the bottom. She picked it up her lips going into a thin line and trying to hold down the weight on her chest.
It was Mabel and Dipper when they were 12, looking as happy as ever. Mabel had her tongue sticking out with Dipper looking at the camera smugly, making bunny ears behind Mabel's head.
The broken glass shards were still there, Mabel couldn't bring herself to put it in a new one.
She thumbed her finger over Dipper's face, trying to hold back tears.
It's already been four years that day.
Four years since her dear twin disappeared.
"Bill, Biiiiiill" Dipper said, stabbing a fork at the table.
"What is it ,Pine Tree?" The demon snapped.
The two were in the Mystery Shack, everything black and white. Of course it was, it's the mindscape. The smell of eggs sizzling in a pan filled the room as Bill Cipher, who had decided to take on a human form for the time being, stood over him wearing a bright yellow "kiss the cook" apron. It looked absolutely revolting on him, and Dipper made sure to let him know every chance he got.
"I'm bored and your apron is hideous," said Dipper with a smirk.
"Shut up and eat your goddamn eggs," said Bill, slamming a plate of scrambled eggs on the table.
"I don't understand why you can't just magic some eggs up instead of cooking them every time" Dipper mumbled, stabbing his fork into the egg pile.
"It's no fun that way. Besides, you loose the taste when you do that," said Bill smugly
"I've had almost nothing but scrambled eggs for four years, you'd think you'd be more creative," said Dipper, taking a bite. They were good at least.
"I'll 'magic' them up next time, then you'll beg me to wear this apron again"
"Oh boy," said Dipper, rolling his eyes. "I'm scared."
Bill took one last glare at him and sighed, bringing his arms up to the table and putting his hands on his chin.
"So, Pine Tree, you were saying something about boredom?"
The sixteen year old blushed and looked away as the demon stared at him through slitted eyes, his long lashes almost covering his eye. He loved and hated it when Bill took on human form. Loved cause his triangle form can be just creepy but hated it cause dammit if Bill didn't look good in a human form.
"Y-Yes Bill I was," he slammed his hand on the table, "Just give me that knowledge and power stuff already!"
Bill leaned back in the chair and rolled his eyes. "Yeesh, THIS again."
"Yes! This again!" said Dipper, annoyed. "It's been four years Bill, I can't just keep hopping around different minds with you forever. ESPECIALLY my old grunkle's."
"You needed training, kid. You can't just be my pawn without a little experience in messing with minds."
"Yeah, but four years, Bill?!" Dipper said "I can—"
"You couldn't," Bill narrowed his eye, "At the age and level of experience you were you wouldn't be able to handle it. Your mind would explode."
Dipper was silent for a moment. Was ultimate knowledge and power that painful?
"Yes, it is. I could've made it go slower of course but the process is…painful. If I did it when you were 12 you probably would've died!"
Dipper paled a bit. Bill never actually explained himself when Dipper was like this, he usually just brushed him off.
"Wow, how nice of you, it's almost like you care about my well-being," Dipper said sarcastically, trying to hide his disgust.
"Of course! I can't let my pawn die before I have my fun!" Bill said with a smile, his sharp teeth glinting. Ugh. Dipper hated those things, why couldn't he have just imagine up normal teeth?
"However," Bill said, deep in thought, "this has been fun and all, but I'm starting to get bored myself."
Dipper leaned forward, his fingertips almost electric with excitement. Was this really gonna happen?
"Prepare yourself, Pine Tree, for your about to be in a world of hurt."
"Wha—" Dipper said, before suddenly he was pinned to the table.
He felt Bills body on top of him, his one clawed hand pulling at his hair the other hand hovering over his face.
"Bill, what are you-"
He started to shriek as two fingers stabbed into his right eye.
"Hmmmn" Bill said, "Now where are those nerves again?" He said, rummaging around in Dippers eye socket, the teen screaming in pain as blood streamed down the side of his face.
"Oh, there they are!"
And with a quick tug and sickening squelching sound, Dippers eye was gone.
Bill released him and Dipper curled up in a fetal position, his now eye socket crying in blood and mixing in with the actual tears and snot dripping from his face.
God, it hurt it hurt so bad make it stop make it
He felt Bill touch his face and the pain started lifting from him like vapor. He could feel the blood drying on his face as the remaining goo from his eye socket started to vanish.
He sat up on the table, shaking. The pain was mostly gone except for a dull ache. He felt sick, almost like he was gonna throw up.
A small, green eyeball stared right up at him in-between his legs. His own eyeball.
Dipper let out a scream, falling off of the table with a thud.
"Bill what the fuck!" he yelled.
"Ho man, Pine Tree you should've seen your face! It was priceless!" Bill cried out, doubling over laughing.
"Shut up! You just took out my eye you insensitive prick!" yelled Dipper, shakily got up from the floor. God he's gonna throw up.
"Please don't puke, Pine Tree, it'll get over the mind-floor and I don't wanna clean it up."
"Ugh.." Dipper said, putting his hand over his now empty eye socket and glaring at the demon with the other one.
"Now that you've sort of recovered, time to give you a gift." With a snap of his fingers and a flash of blue flame something small landed on the demon's palm. Dipper edged closer, curious.
It was another eye, but this one looked exactly like Bill's
"Bill is that-"
"Yes, that's my eye Pine Tree." the demon said a matter of factly. "One of many"
Dipper looked up at him with confusion.
"C'mon kid, do you really think my real form is a triangle? How melodramatic. How do you think I'm able to see everything that's going on? I put my eyes everywhere!"
Dipper blinked in shock. Well, it sure explains a lot.
"And..you're giving me one of them? Why?"
Bill rolled his eyes. "Isn't it obvious? This is your knowledge kid!"
"I..what?"
"Gosh, you're still so stupid, you'd think you'd learn." said Bill with a sigh. "You see Pine Tree, when you have one of my eyes then you have a part of me. All my knowledge, some of my power, maybe even a few memories. It's different for some, like the goat just kinda…sits around. Dunno what's up with him."
"Anyhow, you wanted this so you're gonna get it." Bill walked toward Dipper, rolling his eye around in his fingers.
Oh shit.
He's gonna put that inside the eye socket
He backed away, trying to find a place to hide. Why did he ask for this? There's always a catch to Bill's stupid plans. God, his twelve year old self was so stupid!
He tripped over the chair and fell on the floor again. With a glint in his eye, Bill knew he'd won and pounced. He straddled himself over Dippers stomach as the teenager squirmed trying to get out of his death grip. Bill clutched his neck and slammed his head down on the floor, making Dipper see stars.
Dipper felt something drop into his eye.
He screamed as each nerve slowly set itself into place as the eye settled into his new home.
As the last nerve set itself into place, Dipper could see his vision improve as the eye connected to his brain. A calm swept over Dipper, a calm he couldn't explain.
But the storm began.
First it was just a couple of images. Pyramids, galaxies, faces in a crowd. Then the information started to flow.
How the universe began. The multitudes of alternate universes. Even why dudes have nipples.
This was amazing. He could feel the power and knowledge surge through his entire body. His fingers felt electric with fire. He felt like he could take on anything, anyone, anywhere.
Then the images started coming faster and Dipper felt a pressure in his head and grow hot.
No. It was too much. Dipper felt himself go into a fetal position and drops of blood flew from his nose like a river.
He couldn't take any more of this, it was too much. His brain was going to literally explode.
He heard a loud snap echo in his head, and everything stopped.
Dipper laid on the ground, appreciating its cold. Sweat plastered his hair on his forehead and he breathed heavily.
"How you doing Pine Tree?" Bill said, hovering over the teen.
Dipper only let a tiny moan.
"Good, you're not a drooling mess, so that's a good sign." Bill said, kneeling down over Dipper.
"I was able to stop it for now, and only give it to you in small bursts, how does that sound? Your body will get used to it with time."
Dipper slowly breathed in and out and tried to sit up. He felt dizzy and sick and wanted to just fall back on the floor and sleep on it for a million years.
"Don't pass out just yet Pine Tree, I gotta do one more thing before I send you off"
"Send..me..off?" Dipper rasped. He felt a headache coming.
"You're gonna go on a little road trip kiddo," Bill said with a smirk. "To Gravity Falls."
Dipper's stomach dropped. Gravity Falls? He hadn't been there for four years, what was he gonna do? And if he bumped into Mabel…
"You're gonna have a family reunion whether you like it or not," Bill growled, jerking Dipper off the floor and dragging him to the table. With a flick of his wrist a knife from the table flew into his hand.
Dipper watched as the demon pulled up the sleeve of his dress shirt on his right arm. Bill had always made him wear what he called "proper clothes", despite it not really being Dipper's style. But that wasn't important at the moment, what was a demon had his arm pinned to a table.
And he had a knife.
Dipper winced and cried out in pain as Bill dug the knife into his skin, carving something on it with deep concentration. It was as if Bill was an artist and the knife was a paintbrush. And the canvas was Dipper's skin.
When he had finished, Bill marveled at his handiwork. Through the blood you could see a large triangle that wrapped near dipper's wrist to his elbow, an eye sat in the middle.
"I'm not gonna heal this one, you gotta heal on your own, Pine Tree," Bill said, snapping some bandages out of thin air and wrapping them around Dippers arm as he winced.
"What was that for?" Dipper asked, annoyed.
"To be brutally honest, nothing," Bill said, shrugging. "I don't need you to have my image cause I can already see everything you see from that eye right there, I guess I just like having you marked!"
Dipper growled at the demon in anger. Fuck, this hurt. And it was definitely gonna scar.
He was so tired he couldn't even make a retort, as he felt himself fall over onto the table.
"See ya soon, Pine Tree~" he heard a soothing voice say and he blacked out.
Dipper woke up with a splash of rainwater on his face. Looking up into the grey sky, he saw trees lined around him in a clearing.
They were in color.
Dipper jolted up in surprise, causing a bout of dizziness. Guess being in the mindscape for so long gives you some sickness, who knew.
Nah, that's probably from your little adventure you just had a familiar voice sounded in his head.
"…Bill?" Dipper said, looking around for the demon.
There ya go kid, now, lets go on our little road trip