Chapter 3

"Heir today, Gone Tomorrow"

Part 1

The rest of the week went pretty uneventful for Will. The twins were busy with their own amusements. Dipper was busy with his magical studies, and Mabel was making her rounds, being the most popular girl in town. Headmaster managed to keep him busy though. Whenever he wasn't working on the portal, he was kept busy cleaning around the house. At night he helped the twins with their show. These times though, they did not need any type of victim. They kept the shows going as an outlet to practice their quite real magic tricks. Will also suspected that they drank in the praise and applause as well. All in all, it was a pretty uneventful time. Until one evening…

Will glanced around the curtain, to steal a glimpse of the audience. It was the same assortment of fans from town and tourists. Everyone seemed awed and delighted by the twin's antics on the stage. Well, everyone except one person. Will pulled back the curtain just a bit to see clearer. He was sitting there, looking skeptical. He had his hands hidden in the pocket of his light blue vest over his long sleeved black hoodie, and he wore grey shorts. He had a blue and white baseball cap with pulled down low over his eyes, with his white hair hanging out in a shaggy mess.

Well, that was to be expected. People came to see the show that didn't believe in magic and looked for evidence that is was just smoke and mirrors. What they refused to believe is that magic is very real.

Will didn't think much more about it, until he was cleaning up after the show. He was winding up the cords and wires for the lights, which he had to do by hand because the twins didn't want anyone to see him do magic.

"Hey, home slice! How's it hangin'?" Will jumped and turned around. It wasn't that he was he wasn't used to being addressed, but the voice was way too loud, and the unusual expression caught him off guard. If it was possible to shock a dream demon, this girl was doing it. She was wearing some kind of crazy patterned leggings tucked into her boots, underneath her black shorts. She was wearing an orange shirt under her red crop too, with the words "Como se llama?" written on it, with a large googly-eyed llama head underneath it. She had to have had about two dozen colored rubber bands on each arm and big gaudy rings on most of her fingers. She had her hair pulled up into a high ponytail, with glitter hairs clips stuck in it randomly. All the different colors and patterns made Will's eye burn, so he came up with the most intellect response he could muster at the moment.

"Huh?"

"I said 'Hey, home slice! How's it hangin'?" She gave him a second, than clarified. "How you doing?"

"Um, fine, I guess." Will was starting to feel nervous; he wasn't really supposed to talk to anyone, and this girl was way too loud and gaudy. "Do you need something?"

"Naw. Just to say 'hey'." She took a sip from the Pitt Cola in her hand, and then stuck out her hand. "I'm Pacifica Southeast. Pleased to meet you."

Will, horrified, took a step back. "You would shake my hand? Just like that?"

The girl looked confused, "Um, yes."

"Don't you know how dangerous that is?"

"Pacifica, are you freakin out some poor boy again?" Will's gaze looked over her shoulder to see a young boy coming up behind her. It was the skeptical boy from the audience. He was short and had an upturned nose, so he looked quite a bit younger then the girl. He had a guarded look in his eyes, though that didn't match his young looking face.

Pacifica had taken back her hand and turned to the boy. "No, I wasn't freaking him out. Just making friends." The boy looked up at Will.

"Hi, my name is Gideon Pines." Now that he was closer and in the light, Will could see the symbol on his hat clearly; a pine tree. Will glanced back and forth between the two kids. A pine tree and a llama…

Oh. Oh. He realized with one of his rare moments of revelation of the future. It's them.

"Hey, are you ok?" Will realized that both of them were staring at him in concern. The boy was speaking." You don't look so good."

"The circle is almost complete again," Will murmured.

"Cipher, what is taking so long," Master's voice interrupted Will's shock. He came around the corner looking miffed, but the second he saw Pacifica and Gideon he slapped on his professional showman smile. "Well, hi there! Did you enjoy the show?"

"Oh, yes!" gushed Pacifica. "I loved it, it was so cool! I really liked your card tricks, where you made all the cards fly around you—that was totally rad." She waved her arms around her head, spilling soda everywhere, as if her words weren't enough to express how 'rad' it was.

"Ya, it was pretty cool," admitted Gideon. "How'd ya do it?"

"Gideon!" Pacifica gasped. "I told you; you can't ask that! It would ruin the fun!"

"Everyone knows it's just all tricks and illusions," Gideon insisted. "So how'd ya do it? Clear wires? Hidden Mirrors? Fans?"

"Your friend is right, it wouldn't be fun if we told you," a voice called sweetly. Will turned to see Mistress coming up as well, practically dripping sweetness. "Why don't you come again, and see if you can figure it out?"

"Maybe, I will." Gideon pushed back his cap a little bit, exposing blue eyes way too serious and intense for a young kid.

Mabel giggled and, reaching out, touched Gideon on the check. "You're cute. And your accent is adorable." Dipper rolled his eyes at his sister's flirting. Frowning, Gideon pulled the cap back down and stepped closer to Pacifica.

"Anyway, we need to finish packing up. So if you don't mind…?" Dipper left it open ended, hoping they would take the hint. Which they did.

"We'll let you get back to work," Pacifica slid her arm around her younger companion. "See you later?"

"Yes!" Mabel grasped Gideon's hand and pulling a pen from somewhere on her outfit, wrote something in his palm. "Here is our address. You should come by sometime and see us. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Um, yes, I guess," stammered Gideon trying to pull his hand away.

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Helping out at Pacifica's aunt and uncle's shop, the Wonder Hut, but—"

"The Southeasts are your aunt and uncle?" Dipper looked in interest at Pacifica now. Will could understand why. The Southeasts and Gleefuls had been on bad terms for a while now.

"Yeppers." Pacific beamed, not picking up on Will's unease. "We are staying with them the whole summer. We are helping out part time at the Hut."

"Well, if it's only part, then you will be free in the evenings. Which works better for you, five o'clock or 6 o'clock?"

"Hang on, I didn't say—"

"You don't have to worry about a ride. We will send the limo over." Will saw Pacifica's eyes widen in delight.

"But, we—"

"Five o'clock is great!" Pacifica interjected. "We will be ready. We don't want to keep you, so we better go now. Bye!" She spun Gideon around before he could voice objection, and pushed him ahead of her.

"Why did you do that?" Dipper asked his sister as soon as they were out of earshot.

"Several reasons." Mabel held up a finger as she listed her reasons. "First, they are new in town, and an unknown quality is a dangerous quality as Grunkle always says. Second, they are staying at the Wonder Hut, and you know how beneficial it would be if we had someone on the inside. And Third, we have nothing to do tomorrow anyway and now we do."

"You left off your most important reason." Dipper imitated a high pitched impersonation of his sister. "That Gideon boy is soooooo cute!"

"Mabel snorted and rolled her eyes. "Not really, but all boys are easy won over with flattery. He will be no different." Mabel turned to Will now, eyes narrowing. "You aren't off the hook either. What did you tell them?"

"Nothing, Mistress. I swear it!" he added hastily when he saw his capturer's eyes narrow.

"That was an awful fast answer, wouldn't you agree, Dearest Sister?" Dipper brought his fingers up to his face and rubbed them ideally together.

"Indeed." Mabel stepped closer to gripped his chin roughly. She tilted his face to one side, and Will could already feel her blades carving designs into his face. "Don't be afraid, Pet," her tone had the silky tone of someone who is trying to be reassuring but failing miserably.

"Honestly, Mistress. I really didn't say anything. They didn't ask anything about you or Master or Headmaster."

"What were they asking about then?"

"Me." Will thought back to what the girl had said. "I think they wanted to be friends."

Dipper snorted and rolled his eyes. "Clearly, they know nothing then. They wouldn't come near you if they knew what you are." He turned his attention back to his sister. "Let him go, Sister Dear. We still need him to finish packing up, and I want to go home."

"Certainly, Brother Dear. She flicked Will's head up as she removed her hand from his face. She took her brother's hand as he came to stand next to her.

"Don't dawdle, Cipher," Dipper sighed, "I'm bored and want to go home. If you don't get this all picked up soon, I'll light your cage on fire," and with a twist of his wrist, a small blue flame appeared in palm, "with you in it."

"Yes, Master." Will could feel sweet gathering on his forehead. "I'll be done in 10 minutes."

Master hummed as he and Mabel walked past. "Make it eight," he called over his shoulder.

Will stood off to the side of the table next to Headmaster. He was serving him dinner, but him and him alone. Will never could figure out if Headmaster was extremely possessive or if he just liked to rub it in that Will technically belonged to him. Maybe it was his way of reminding the twins that he was sharing his dream demon property when he wasn't using him. Anyway, Will stood off to the side and removed Headmaster's dishes as he finished them, while the butler attended to Dipper and Mabel.

About halfway through the main course, Mabel turned excitedly to her Gunkle. "Grunkle Ford, we are having guests tomorrow for dinner."

Ford merely raised an eyebrow. "Really? What is the occasion?"

"It's those two new kids in town. They came to our magic show tonight, so we invited them to dinner."

"That's unusable for you two. You don't normally like to socialize with children your own age."

"Mabel left out the most important part." Dipper added with a sigh. "They are staying at the Wonder Hut. They are related to the Southeasts.

"Oh." Ford put down his fork. "That is interesting. I wonder if she will have told them yet."

"It seems doubtful. They inquired into how our magic was done," Dipper snorted. "They seemed to be under the impression that it was a fake."

"That's true," Mabel snickered. "They tried to make friends with, Cipher too."

"Is that so?" Ford lazily motioned Will forward. "Is that true, Will."

"Yes, Sir, I'm afraid so." Will was really hoping he was giving the most satisfying response. "We really didn't talk that long. They don't know anything about me, or us or anything."

"I should hope not, Will." Headmaster took a sip of his tea. "Can't have you spilling all our secrets to everyone who shows an interest. But that is beside the point, because they are living with Priscilla, it is only a matter of time before she tells them."

"Yes Sir." Will stepped back to his place, as Headmaster turned back to his great-niece and nephew. They continued discussing various aspects of their shows and magic. Will wondered how dinner would go tomorrow. He wondered if Priscilla Southeast would even allow her niece and her friend to go. There was a deep grudge between her and Headmaster. Either way, dinner would definitely prove to be interesting.

Author's Note:

Sorry this is so short by my standards. This whole chapter is about 6,000 words so I had to split it up. When I said I would try to update once a week, I didn't realize how long editing takes. If I'm going to keep updating good quality material I will have to update less. I felt like I was rushing through some material and I really want to enjoy this. So I will have to update about every 2-3 weeks now. Maybe sooner, but don't expect it too much. :)

Pasifica Southeast: Yay, Pasifica is here! I'm going with the 90's enthusiast version, jut because I feel like I can have more fun with this. Also, I'm making Preston and Priscilla her aunt and uncle. I couldn't make my story plot fit with them being her parents. So, whatever, I changed it. :) Also I'm going to be changing the original GF story plot and backstory to make it work. I don't feel like this is a problem, because in a way, this puts a fresh spin on GF. Hopefully, it will make it more interesting for you as the reader, but, hey, let me know as this goes along what you think.

Gideon Pines: Yay for liddle ol' Gideon! Writing in his accent is hard, and I live in the south! Hopefully, it's not confusing, but if anyone has any questions, or suggestions on how to write it better, please tell me.

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