AN: Hi guys! I'm back! Thank you again for all the love!

I was thinking if from now on I should refer to Mabel and Dipper's brother as "Matthew" now that Old Bill is back, I think it'd be confusing to call them both "Bill". What do you guys think?

Hope you enjoy the real chapter ten! (And don't worry, Bill doesn't have regeneration, he just doesn't know about Mabel's deal).

Chapter Ten: They Call him Matthew Pines

"Deal!" Mabel slapped her hand on the demon's and the blue flames enveloped her body, they where hot but not unbearably so.

"Good girl, Shooting Star!" Bill giggled. "Now, stay here in the Dreamscape while I go play with my puppet!"

"But…I didn't give you a puppet," Mabel said in bewilderment.

"Sure, you did!"

"Is it wrong for me to be confused?"

"Stay here," Bill repeated.

"In my dream, you mean?" Mabel asked. "What do I do?"

"Anything you want, kid! It's your dream!" Bill said. "Just remember, the universe is a hologram, reality is an illusion, buy gold BYE!"

Mabel blinked twice. "Anything I want…" She said slowly as Bill exploded in bright white light. Then she grinned, popping the two boys from Dream Boy High into existence.

She then squealed and made tons of other stuff appear. I feel like Matthew! Making these cool stuffs!

Though she woke up quickly at the sound of Dipper screaming in horror.

Mabel cried out in surprise, then instantly grabbed her stomach and groaned. Ugh, she did not feel good. Also, her face hurt. She looked in the nearby mirror and frowned in confusion when she saw that she had… red hand print marks on her cheeks? What?

"No, no, no, no…"

"Dipper? What's wrong?" Mabel asked turning to her brother.

"There's a page burned out!" Dipper cried hysterically.

He opened Journal 3 and showcased the singed place where a page used to be.

"That's weird," Mabel muttered. "Do you remember what it had on it?"

"No," Dipper said with a sigh.

"Not to worry! I'm sure you'll ugh!"

"Are you okay?" Dipper asked his sister.

"What? Oh, yeah. It's just…ugh." Mabel lay back in her bed. "I don't think I'm getting up."

"Do you want some tea, or something?" Dipper asked.

Mabel smiled. "Thanks bro-bro. Tell Grunkle Stan I can't get up, and can you bring a bucket? I think I'm going to throw up."

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

"Heads up!" Wendy called as she tossed a ball towards Dipper. The boy leapt into the air and caught it before hitting the ground with an "oomph!"

"That was awesome dude!" Soos exclaimed. As Dipper got up and brushed the dirt from his clothes.

It was a day after, and Mabel was feeling a bit better, though not one-hundred percent. To his surprise, Bill was being released from the hospital today, then again, his brother had always been strange.

"How's Mabel?" Wendy asked.

"She's sleeping now, she said she had a killer headache or something," Dipper said throwing the ball back to the red-head.

"Huh, sucks to be her," Wendy said. She tossed the ball to Soos who caught it and said, "Yes!"

Dipper stopped playing when he saw Stan's car pulling into the drive way, and he felt a smile grace his face as Bill walked out.

"Hey, Matt!" Dipper called from the lawn.

Bill looked at his brother and smiled as he ran up to him. Dipper seriously wanted to hug him, after all, this was like the second NDE he's had in less than a month, but Stan, Soos, and Wendy where there, and he usually hated PDA.

"How're you, Dipping Sauce?" Bill asked giving the pre-teen an noogie, causing Dipper to laugh lightly. "I'm fine, you?"

"I'm I never fine?" Bill asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You almost drowned, got buried alive, choked by an insane psychic, and died from falling off a cliff," Dipper listed.

"Touché," Bill said.

"Psychic?" Stan demanded getting out of the car. "Ha! You, kids and your imagination!"

Bill rolled his eyes and fist bumped Soos before politely greeting Wendy.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Mabel opened her eyes, turning towards the triangular window and seeing her brother walk out of the car, but then everything froze and went into greyscale.

"Huh?"

"Hiya, Shooting Star!" Bill said appearing in front of Mabel in an explosion of light.

"Hi, Bill!" Mabel said cheerfully. "Am I dreaming again?"

"Uh-huh." Bill made a yellow cane appear and he twirled it around. "I need the puppet again."

"I didn't give you one last time," Mabel said.

"Sure, you did!"

"You said that last time," Mabel said with a frown.

"I know I did! I just need it again! Can I have it?" Bill asked, holding out his hand, once again covered in blue flames. "I need to screw some people over!"

"Bill? What puppet did I give you exactly? And why'd you want me to stay in my dream?" Mabel asked.

"Sorry, can't answer, kid, now give me that puppet!" Mabel could hear the bit of annoyance coming out of Bill's voice, which made her red-flags blare a but louder.

"If you have the puppet you answer my questions," Mabel said.

Bill tapped his non-existent chin and shrugged. "Ah, well. This ruins my plans a smidge but just a bit…okay."

Mabel shook Bill's hand, once again feeling the hot-but-not-too-hot flames.

"You want me to answer?" Bill asked giving Mabel one of his mouthless smirks that made her feel a tad uneasy.

"That's why I asked," Mabel said.

"Ah, well, you're kind of my puppet!" Bill said with a laugh. "Isn't that great and horrifying at the same time?"

"WHAT?!" Mabel exclaimed.

"Great for me, horrifying for you! At least I think it is! Do you like being a ghost, Shooting Star?"

"Ghost?!" As soon as those words left her mouth, Mabel felt a tugging sensation and she was floating. "Huh?"

She turned around and screamed as her body got up, showcasing two unearthly eyes.

"You tricked me!" Mabel cried.

"I didn't trick you!" Mabill laughed. "I asked for a puppet, I got a puppet, you wanted your brother saved, I saved your brother, done deal, kid!"

Mabel's jaw dropped in horror as Mabill began to laugh for an uncomfortable number of seconds. "I didn't want to break your trust until much later but that's life, not everything goes as planned, you know?"

Mabel yelped as Mabill did a cartwheel down the stairs, cringing every time there was a bang sound.

That was defiantly going to leave a mark.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

"How's Mabes?"

"She has a headache," Dipper said as they walked into the Shack "She should be—Mabel?"

Bill blinked in surprise as he saw Mabel laughing while pouring Pitt Cola all over her face. "Soda! Amazing!"

"Um…are you okay Mabel?" Dipper asked. "You're acting kind of…freaky."

Mabel stopped pouring soda on her face and blinked her eyes slowly at different times. "Am I?"

"I think you drank too much Mabel Juice," Stan said with a frown. "Whelp, I got a commercial to shoot and I'm late, no thanks to you, knucklehead."

Bill glared at Stan as he walked out of the kitchen and whistled. He then turned to his sister, who had robbed a bag of nachos from the pantry and was staring at it. "How cruel…" She mumbled popping one in her mouth. "But yummy!"

"Okay," Dipper said, clearly weirded out by his sister, he walked up to the attic.

Bill narrowed his eyes. There was something seriously off about Mabel's voice, and eyes…

"Matthew!" Came a panicked voice.

Bill cried out in surprise and crashed into the kitchen table as ghost Mabel floated next to him. "You gotta help me! I tried talking to Dipper but he couldn't see—!"

"You!" Bill glared viciously at Mabill who was innocently eating nachos.

A grin spread across Mabill's face, but it wasn't a Mabel smile, it wasn't full of life and energy. It was what Bill figured he'd look like if his demon form had a mouth.

All in all, it was a predatory grin that'd kill your grandmother on the spot.

"Hel-lo Welcome Matt!" Mabill said poking his eye with the tip of the nacho, twitching it every time.

"You two know each other?" Mabel asked looking between Bill and Mabill.

Mabill feigned horror. "You didn't tell them? Oh man!"

"Tell us what? Matthew, what's going on?" Mabel asked.

"Shut. Up." Bill clenched his fists, flames appearing. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Mabel's eyes widen and dart back and forth from the blue flames to Mabill (who was still poking his eye).

"What do you want?" Bill demanded.

"I just wanted to chat! Is that so bad?" Mabill asked.

At that moment, Dipper came downstairs. "Hey, Mabel, do you know where…"

Dipper trailed off, looking at Bill who still was angry and at Mabel who was poking her eye.

"Uh, what's going on here?"

"That isn't Mabel, she's possessed by a demon." Bill said, deciding to say it matter-of-factly instead of trying to sugar coat it.

"Demon?!" Dipper screamed.

"Bill Cipher," Bill hissed.

Why am I saying it like that? He is me after all. Bill swallowed thickly and ignored the raging conflict in his head again.

Dipper paled. "I-I think I read about him…oh man."

"You know who I am, Pine Tree?" Mabill cackled, finally eating the chip he was playing with. "What a pleasure!"

"Don't talk to him!" Bill snapped.

"Why not? He's my little brother. Isn't he?" Bill said slyly.

"I'm confused, I'm really confused," Mabel said looking between the two again.

"Matt, what's he talking about?" Dipper demanded.

"Why don't you tell 'em Welcome Matt? Go on! Tell them the truth!" Mabill said before narrowing his eyes. "I want to see how they react…" And with that, Mabel's body collapsed while Bill flew out laughing manically and disappearing.

Mabel quickly sped back into her body and jerked awake. "Ow! My eye! It has nacho dust in it, ugh, ouch…"

"Now what was he talking about, Matthew?" Dipper asked crossing his arms. "And don't try and weasel your way out of this one, I'm not leaving you alone until you talk."

Bill closed his eyes, mentally cursing his older self before opening his eyes again.

"Alright…upstairs," Bill murmured.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Bill sat on his bed and took a deep breath, Dipper and Mabel sat across from him.

"Okay, so, Dipper, you know about Bill Cipher, right?" Bill asked his brother. Dipper nodded.

"And Mabel, you did too, in fact, you saw what he could so first hand, make deals with people and take their bodies."

Mabel shuddered.

"What did you ask for anyway?" Dipper asked.

Mabel clasped and unclasped her hands. "Uh…one secret at a time," she said with a nervous smile.

"Okay," Bill took another deep breath. "Let's get this out of the way, I'm from the future," he said finally. He looked between Dipper and Mabel to gauge their reactions.

Their eyes where wide with shock in surprise. Though he didn't see any anger, so far so good.

"So, that's how you knew Gideon and he didn't recognize you!" Mabel exclaimed. "How'd you go back in time though?" Dipper asked. "And why?"

"I'm getting to that," Bill said. Just tell them! Get it over with! He screamed in his mind.

"So, back to Bill. In case you didn't know, his goal is to take over Earth," Bill said. The twins nodded so Bill continued. "In my timeline, he succeeded, he turned Gravity Falls into a living hell. But you two and Stan stopped him in his tracks." Bill purposely left out Ford. He didn't like the guy, one, and two, mentioning him would take even more explaining and he wasn't in the mood for more soap opera backstories.

"We did?" Dipper asked in surprise.

"We're awesome!" Mabel cheered, high-fiving Dipper.

"In Bill's last moments though, he uttered a chant, a chant that brought him back into the past; a chance to…make things right…" Bill trailed off, taking in a shuddering breath. "He was re-born as the son to a human family, and everyone now calls him, Matthew Pines."

Bill paused, once more looking at the twins.

They looked confused for a second. But when Bill's words sunk in, they're faces morphed from bewilderment, to realization, to horror, and finally, betrayal.

"You're him?" Dipper demanded. "All this time you where Bill Cipher and you didn't bother telling us?!"

"I'm sorry I waited so long to tell you I was just—."

"You were trying to get revenge all this time! Trying to find our weakness—!"

"Dipper, that isn't true!"

"Admit it!"

"You have to believe—!"

"How can I believe you?! You're Bill Cipher! You never once cared about me or Mabel…or-or Mom or Dad or Grunkle Stan!"

Bill bit his lip as he watched his little brother choke with sobs. "Dipper, just listen to me, please, I do care. Okay?"

He slowly reached for him but Dipper slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me!"

"Dipper—."

"I hate you!"

Those three words froze Bill entirely. He just sat there, uselessly as Dipper ran from the room, his choked sobs following him. Bill then turned to Mabel, who had yet to say anything, but she too was shedding tears.

"Mabes—."

Mabel ran out of the room sobbing before Bill could say anything more.

As much as he tried, the blonde couldn't stop the first tear from falling…or the second, or the third. Not even the tenth. He just stared at the spot where his siblings—whom he loved dearly—ran off to. Dipper hated him. And he wouldn't be surprised if Mabel did too.

"I'm sorry," Bill whispered, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry."

Unknown to him, Old Bill watched, a look of pure glee in his eye.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

AN: Well…I wasn't planning for that…

I was going to make all of this appear in the Dreamscapers or something, but we all know Dipper, if he gets clues, he'll want to know the whole story.

And yes, Old Bill planned this.

Fantasy Freak OUT!