Sorry for the long wait guys. School has been bothersome but I finally got a little more written up. Enjoy!


I turned around, but saw nothing. I was getting freaked out.

"I'm not joking here!"

"IT'S HARD TO SAY OTHER THAN I'M EVERYWHERE." The voice got deeper at the end of the sentence.

I shivered. The voice sounded so strange. It echoed all around me.

I glanced around some more until I saw an eye peering down at me from the ceiling. A bright light glowed and I shielded my eyes. When it faded, I looked ahead again and I saw a strange sight. A yellow triangle with a black bow tie and hat and only one eye floated there and stared at me. I gasped and took a step back.

"HEY KID, NO NEED TO BE SCARED OF ME!" The triangle said, glowing at every word.

"Who are you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

"NAME'S BILL CIPHER. AND YOU'RE MAX, RIGHT?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"LIKE I SAID BEFORE, MAX, I'M EVERYWHERE. LITERALLY!" He multiplied himself, and suddenly I was surrounded by identicals. I shuddered.

"So, why are you here?" I asked, unsure of this Bill.

Bill's identicals disappeared leaving the real thing next to me. He draped one of his limp black arms around my neck.

"I'VE BEEN KEEPING AN EYE ON YOU," There was his low voice again. "AND I'VE NOTICED YOU HAVEN'T BEEN TOO HAPPY LATELY."

"How can you tell?"

I JUST KNOW, KID. DON'T UNDERESTIMATE ME."

"Okay..."

"I'VE NOTICED YOU AREN'T WHERE YOU BELONG. YOU AREN'T AT YOUR ON HOME. IS THAT RIGHT?"

"Yeah, that's right."

"I CAN HELP YOU, MAX, BUT THERE ARE SOME THINGS I NEED TO KNOW BEFORE I CAN. WHICH CAN BE DISCUSSED TOMORROW." He said, looking over at a digital clock on the nightstand. "IT LOOKS AS IF MORNING WILL COME SOON. I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW." He held out his small hand and I shook it. He disappeared and so did the black and white color when I woke, sitting up in bed. It was still dark out and Mabel was still asleep. I laid back down, wondering if Bill was real or just a dream. I decided to get some more sleep until the sun came up.

The next morning, I woke up to the sun on my face and slowly sat up. Mabel was quietly coloring something on her bed when she noticed me awake.

"Good morning!" She smiled happily, taping her picture to the wall by her bed.

"Morning." I said, fixing up my hair a bit.

"Grunkle Stan's making pancakes for us, too." Mabel said, putting away her colored pencils and crayons.

"Sounds good to me." I smiled and carefully swung my legs over the side of the bed.

"How's your leg?" she asked.

"I don't feel much pain right now, but that might be because of the ointment." I replied.

"Yeah. Hey, I wonder if Ford got any closer to your dimension biz!" I nodded and followed her out of the room after putting on my backpack. She walked with me as I limped until we got down to the kitchen.

"Hey, mornin' kiddo. Just in time." Stan said as he flipped a pancake in the pan. I only smiled, still feeling a little shy. Dipper was sitting at the table looking through a red journal with Ford. Ford had two other journals that he looked through. A mess of papers were scattered around them.

"Good morning, you two." Ford said. "How did you sleep?"

"Pretty good I guess." I said. I sat down at the table next to Mabel.

"I'm going to need you to tell me a little bit about your dimension. What happens during it?" Ford asked.

"Well, uh, things happen the same here I guess. The seasons change, people go to work, pay with money, and all that. I guess the only difference is that everyone here lacks like, detail, or something. People where I live look a lot different than here."

"Hmm, I don't think I've been to one like that before." Ford flipped through the pages. "This could be difficult."

"The only thing that will be difficult is your ability to eat with this mess here." Stan said, coming over to the table with a plate of pancakes. Mabel stifled a laugh while Dipper and Ford both gathered up the papers.

"Alright. We'll continue this later." Ford said, putting some papers into the place he stopped at in his journal. Mabel passed around the pancakes as everyone took one, including me.


After breakfast, Dipper and Mabel both showed me around the house, or, cabin, or whatever you wanted to call it. Half of the place was a gift shop, and half was a regular home. I was shown some things in the gift shop, and honestly, I don't know why or how Stan made so much money off that place. I also got to know the two employees there a little better as well. The one I thought was called Seuss, was actually Soos, and he seemed pretty cool. then there was a cashier by the name of Wendy, and she seemed pretty laid back and chill, sorta like my friend, Jax, back home. She was a lumberjack and apparently Dipper liked her a lot, from what Mabel told me.


The day went pretty slow, mostly because I was still injured onto healing. The twins and I watched the sunset for the time being before heading back to the shack. It was a lot prettier than back home. Mabel wanted to know all about my dimension and my lifestyle, so I explained as much as I could about myself as we leaned against a tree. She seemed pretty interested about it all and weaved a flower crown absentmindedly as she asked questions. It soon began to get cooler out as Mabel placed a daisy crown on my head and one on hers. I couldn't help but smile. She was one of the sweetest people I've ever met. She was so outgoing and happy. She tried to give Dipper one but he refused. I told Mabel she'd get him to wear one one day, especially with my help. Mabel laughed and agreed, and scooted a little closer to me. I could tell she liked me. It was weird, considering how young she was, but, honestly I didn't mind. I wasn't like that guy to push away someone like that.


"Let's start heading back." Dipper said. "It's getting dark."

"Okay." I agreed, and stood up, hanging onto the tree so I wouldn't stumble.

"I should knit you a sweater." I heard Mabel whisper as we neared the shack.

"Mabel, I don't think he needs a sweater." Dipper whispered back.

I smiled again. These twins were fun to hang out with, I admit. I usually don't hang out with people who are sufficiently younger than I am but these twins were all I had at the moment.

Back at the shack, Mabel and I went up to the attic to get ready for bed. Mabel changed into her PJs and went straight to knitting on her bed. I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling, wondering if Bill would enter my dream again. I almost didn't want him to, but I was desperate to get home.

Little did I know, Bill would change my life.


Ah, 2:30 in the morning, and I'm dead. So tired, but my brain told me to type this up, so thank my brain. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and the story so far!