Power 4

A/N: Wow, back to this story. I am excited to see what happens in this chapter since I do not have a plan at all, well at least for today (March 17, 2016)

I have a plan! (March 18, 2016!) Will it be feelsy? I have no clue.

Ugh, I need prompts. Anyway, on with the chapter!

Dipper sighs as he lays on his bed in the mobile home. He looks up at the ceiling.

"Ugh, what am I going to do? I'm such an idiot! What if my memory wipe didn't work?"

Dipper wasn't answered. He didn't expect it either, but it would have been nice to have something to answer all of his problems.

Bill walked past Dipper's open door, and noticed Dipper inside.

"Hey Pine Tree, havin' fun?" Bill greets. Dipper looks at him and rolls his eyes. "Well, no then. What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything." Dipper answers.

"Oh come on."

"No."

"Seriously? We aren't even moving right now."

"No."

"Ugh, Pine Tree, you need to learn how to have some fun." Bill starts to walk away. Dipper looks up.

"Wait, that's it! What am I going to do about school? My education! I'm only advanced into high school!"

Bill laughs, "Wow, you are hilarious Pine Tree!"

Dipper glares at him, "What's so funny?"

"Ooh, feisty."

"Bill, this is serious!"

"Seriously Pine Tree, don't make the same joke twice."

"Bill, really. All I wanted to do was go to school. Now, I can't!"

"Who said you couldn't?" Dipper looks at Bill with hopeful eyes. Dipper was excited. If he could actually learn stuff—he would still have a grip on humanity. At least a shred, right?

"Wait, I can just go? Don't we have this thing going on? Or what about my-your—my powers? Wouldn't that be a problem? Like what if I get mad or—"

"Pine Tree, hold up. If you're so worried, then let's just learn here!"

This time, it was Dipper's turn to laugh, "If you're suggesting that you teach me, that's probably the funniest thing I've heard in a while. Even if you were a demon, how would you even know what to teach me?"

"In case you had forgotten, I had a lot of power, and nearly infinite power. I knew everything!"

"What if you accidentally teach me like the secrets of the universe or something?"

"You wouldn't want to know that?"

Dipper looks down, "What if I find out something I don't want to?" Dipper didn't want to know everything. He just wanted to be human, just a little bit.

Bill sits on the bed by Dipper, "Listen kid, I'll teach ya what you want to know. But you're going to learn all that stuff anyway."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on, I know you've figured it out by now. I hate to admit it, but you're smart. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

Dipper thinks for a moment. Then, it hits him like a train would, "I'm going to know everything you knew, aren't I?"

"Yeah. But probably not for a little longer. Your meat sack brain is kinda puny. It needs some time to get introduced to my power!"

"If you say so. So, can we just start now?"

Bill rolls his eyes, "Man, you're so… excited. Aren't you?" Dipper shook his head. "Fine. We'll start. But I'm going to warn you Pine Tree, I'm not nice."

Bill walks out of the room, leaving Dipper to contemplate if this was actually a good idea.

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Bill and Dipper stood outside in the bright green grass. Bill had seemed to over prepare, even more so than Dipper. Bill had a chalkboard, whiteboard, a desk, an apple, and a ton of books. Dipper just had a lot of pencils and a lot of paper.

Dipper chuckles when he sees Bill dressed as what he thought a teacher looked like. He had dress shoes on, but they were goofy as hell. One was yellow and the other was black, and they had checker patterns. Bill had jeans on, and they were a very stand out blue. His shirt was black and he had a yellow sweater vest on. He also decided to add a fedora. Dipper couldn't guess why.

"Uh Bill, you know that you look completely ridiculous, right?" Dipper was met with an answer of a ruler nearly smacking his hand.

"I said no talking!" Bill shouted in a weird high pitched voice.

"What? You didn't even say that—"

Bill smacked him again, "Ow, Bill! Stop that!" Dipper exclaims.

"Not until you learn your lesson!"

"Bill what the hell? You are acting like a teacher from like the 40s!"

"That's not what teachers act like?" Bill questions in his normal voice.

"Uh, no! Teachers don't smack you with rulers!" Dipper exclaims.

Bill pulls out a clipboard with some paper on it, "Oh. Oh well, to the next kind of teacher."

"It seems I'm going to have to teach you more than you're teaching me." Dipper chuckles.

Bill smacks his hand again, "I said no talking!"

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This time, Bill changed his clothes into something really stupid. His hat was on backwards, he was wearing shades, and his t-shirt was oversized. And his pants were nearly down to his feet.

Bill stumbled over to his desk, nearly falling over because of the low pants, "What up?"

"Oh my God Bill what are you doing?" Dipper groans.

Bill smiles and puts his sunglasses up, "I'm being cool." Bill spins around and tries to sit at his desk. He misses the chair and falls on his butt. Dipper nearly laughs, but he didn't want Bill to go back to smacking him.

Dipper snickers a little, "Bill, now you're just being stupid. Come on, with all that "infinite knowledge", you should know what teachers are like."

"Man, why you got to act so whack?"

Dipper hits his desk with his fist, "Bill seriously!" Dipper couldn't control his laughter after that.

"Aw come on Dip, you gots to give me this chance yo." Bill pleads.

Dipper shakes his head, "When you finally become sensible, I'll give you," Dipper flaunts his hands around Bill, "A chance."

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Dipper waited for Bill's next try. What was it going to be this time? Dipper actually neglected to tell Bill that the types of teachers he had tried were all actually real. There was the old school and strict one, the wanna be or thinks he is cool one, and the creepy one. To Dipper, there were only two types left. The lazy one, and the actually perfect one. Like yeah, there were a few others, but they were in the minority, and Dipper doubted Bill would choose the less popular type.

'Oh please Bill, just this once let's skip the bad teacher and let's get to the perfect teacher!' Dipper pleads in his thoughts.

Bill finally comes out of the mobile home. He has normal clothes on. A little too normal. They were very similar to Dipper's. He had a computer with him. Dipper wasn't too sure about this…

"Hey class." Bill greets. He sits at his desk and puts his feet up on the desk.

'Oh God no…' Dipper groans.

"So, I had something planned, but I forgot all my stuff. So all we'll do today is watch this educational movie!" Bill's voice had so little enthusiasm. Dipper just knew Bill was messing with him. He had to!

Bill turns the black laptop on. Soon enough, a movie comes on. It's Beauty and the Beast.

Dipper sighs, "Why?"

Bill looks at the movie from behind the laptop, "You know…" Bill pauses after talking with a slow, nearly monotone voice, "I really relate to this movie. On a deep, personal level. I feel its vibes."

Did Bill just? Did he just mix 3 types of teachers together? Irritated by Bill's lack of knowledge about meat—human teachers, Bill shouts out, "Bill please!"

Bill just laughs.

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'He was fucking joking. He knew about what teacher I'd want this whole damn time. The whole time. Ugh…'

Dipper groaned in his mind so loud, that he almost didn't hear Bill when he started.

"Okay, now that I know how much you can handle, let's start!" Bill was dressed the exact same as he was before. Dipper tapped his fingers on the desk, impatient. "Something wrong Pine Tree?"

Dipper could barely contain his annoyedness, he managed to strain out, "Just fine. Can we get started? Please?"

Bill scoffs, "Pine Tree, you're boring. Maybe that's what we'll cover today!"

Dipper sighs, "Bill please, I just wanted to start actually learning…"

Bill didn't listen. He made Dipper stand up and do some random things. Dipper didn't smile the whole time, which made Bill do even more. This got Dipper even angrier, but he didn't snap on Bill, even if he did deserve it. Bill wasn't taking this seriously. One of Dipper's last chances to really be human, and Bill didn't care.

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The day had gone on, and Dipper learned absolutely nothing. It was just a waste of time. All Bill did was joke around. Dipper even told him to stop! Well, at least he thought he did.

'On second thought, maybe I was a little quiet… No, my point still stands!' Dipper laid on the couch, contemplating what to do next. Dipper wasn't going to actually learn, was he?

Bill laid in his bed in the other room.

'Ah, I feel accomplished. So what if we didn't exactly do actual school stuff? It's still summer! Yeah, most schools would be starting up right now, but who cares? Pine Tree won't mind, right? It was all just for some fun.'

Bill messed with a ball he found. 'You know, maybe I could finally get an answer to what Pine Tree did back there…'

Bill jumped up from his bed, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling. He hit his head on the fan anyway. "Ugh! Why I oughta—" Bill stopped himself before he did anything stupid. He walked out of his accursed room and sat by Dipper.

"What do you want, Bill?" Dipper asks tiredly.

"Oh nothing, I just want to know what you did back in Gravity Falls!"

Dipper sits up, "Bill, that's something! And I'm not telling you!"

"Why not?"

"It's a secret."

"Oh come on Pine Tree."

"No Bill, seriously, stop acting like a little kid."

"Maybe I'm a kid in my mind…"

"Bill, seriously."

"Please please please? I did all that dumb school stuff with you all day!" Bill pleads.

Dipper sighs, knowing he is beaten, "Fine. I'll tell you what I did. And that wasn't school stuff." Dipper told Bill about what he did at the Shack a few days earlier.

"Jeez, Pine Tree. Wouldn't that make them come look for us?"

Dipper sits at the table. He looks out the window of the stationary vehicle.

"Nah, I think they won't look. I don't think Mabel would tell anyone that she saw the hat I wore when I became," Dipper paused. He gestured over himself, "This. Anyway, would they believe her? Have hope, or dread, that I'm alive? I doubt it."

Bill looks at Dipper with concern, "Pine Tree, you aren't being that paranoid kid I used to know. What's… um, what's the word? Oh yeah, wrong! What's wrong?"

"Wow, your concern for me is moving." Dipper deadpans. Bill frowns.

"But Pine Tree-"

"I don't want to hear it right now." Dipper gets up and walks to the front of the vehicle.

Bill, still not very understanding of these meat sack, human feelings and how to deal with them, follows Dipper.

He sits in the passenger seat next to him, "Come on Pine Tree, Dipper, tell me. You aren't being yourself."

Dipper's head whips around, "And what am I supposed to be like? An emotionless demon like you?" Bill shrinks back. "I mean, all you've done is try and get me to forget everything I was! You've tried to get me to forget my family, the little friends I had, Mabel! All of them! And you didn't even take this seriously today! This is probably one of my last chances to stay the person I was! To be able to be the least bit human, not some demon."

"But-"

"No! I don't want to hear your damn excuses!" Dipper's eyes flash red, making Bill not want to say anything more. "I used to have a good life, but then all this happened! I don't have anyone anymore! Not like you, because you can be charming to everyone! Everyone likes you at some point!"

'Dipper, that's not true.' Bill thinks.

"Not me though! Everyone wants me dead! You wanted me dead before too!"

'I never wanted him dead, right?' Bill asks himself.

Dipper continues, "I'm just nothing! It's like I've disappeared, but I'm just here, floating around like no one can see me! All I wanted to do when I grew up was get into a good college and make good grades, then maybe I could have been someone. Maybe I could have made a show people would have watched…" Dipper looks down.

"But no! I don't mean anything to anyone, I'll never be able to have a normal life again, and I'm just going to end up an emotionless demon like you! Everyone will be terrified of me because all I do is cause harm to them and just scare them, Bill!" Dipper snaps. His hair starts to change colour, and fake coat tails made of fire attach themselves to Dipper's blue vest, "Ugh! I wish I could die! I'm just- I'm just a monster!"

Bill tries to reach up to get Dipper to sit down, to help him, but Dipper turns and runs off.

"Wait, Pine Tree!" Bill calls after him, "I mean Dipper! Ugh!"

Bill looks out the front window. He sees Pine Tree rushing away from the mobile home they made.

'What did I say wrong?' Bill asked himself. Unfortunately, Dipper was thinking the exact same thing.

A/N: Yay, this is finally done! This took forever. I couldn't really think of the direction I wanted to go first. So now this is going to be a two-parter… yay…

I need more requests! I can't stress this enough! I may have my ideas, but sometimes, it's better for some prompts from you guys!

I hope you like my fic so far!