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"Gurl, why you ackin' so cray cray?"

-Gravity Falls quote.


"Hey, I'm puppet Staaaannn!" Mabel giggled, reaching across the table to have the puppet in Stan's face. She was downstairs in the kitchen with the Guild, minus Dipper, Deon, Riyadh, Emmett, Quinn, Penelope and Cleo.

"Still ignoring this." Stan grumbled, taking his paper and leaving to sit in the living room. As he left, Dipper entered, followed by the rest of the Guild. They looked tired, but not as tired as Dipper. They had gotten some sleep during the night, but Dipper didn't look like he had. He had dark circles around his eyes, and his hair was completely bedraggled.

"Hey guys," Dipper murmured, covering his mouth with his arm as he yawned.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Mika asked, giving him a concerned look.

"You look like a mess!" Bear exclaimed. "No offence, or anything,"

"Dipper, I told you to get some sleep last night!" Mabel sighed. "Here, wake up with some Mabel Juice!" Mabel held out a large blender of a weird, red liquid. It had strange, miscellaneous objects in it. "It has plastic dinosaurs in it!" Joonie had just downed his own glass of Mabel Juice.

"And glitter!" he added, coughing up some sparkly glitter.

"Don't worry, bro. Today's the day that the Mystery Guild is back in action! I'll help you crack that code. I've just got to hand off my puppet stuff to my production crew," Mabel told Dipper in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Wait, production crew? Who decided that?!" Riyadh asked, glancing around the Guild. Mika smiled.

"They're very professional," he replied, as Mabel led them outside, where Candy and Grenda were waiting. Candy was a petite, Korean girl with long black hair who wore large glasses, while Grenda was quite the opposite. She was heavily built with her brown hair pulled into a ponytail, and had a weirdly masculine voice.

"Candy! Grenda!" Mabel smiled, walking over to her friends with a large cardboard box of sock puppets.

"So that's where you went yesterday!" Serena said in realisation.

"We read the script. Very emotional," Candy told her with a nod.

"I cried like, eight times!" Grenda added. It was hard to tell if she was yelling or just speaking normally; she spoke very loud. Just then, the ever-so-perfect Puppet Boy appeared, skating in on roller-skates with his two puppets on his hands.

"Well, if it isn't Prince Charming!" Bear smiled, as Gabe came to a stop in front of them.

"GABE!" Mabel exclaimed, looking at him in surprise.

"I was just bladin' by. Helps me dry out my ponytail after a shower," Gabe explained, taking off his helmet and shaking his hair out.

"It'd dry a lot quicker if you cut it," Deon huffed, rolling his eyes.

"Someone's jealous!" Bear teased, but Deon elbowed her to let her know he wasn't. He hated Gabe.

"Hubbity-hubbuty." Grenda said, earning her some strange glances.

"Does that guy take his puppets everywhere?" Serena whispered to Riyadh, who shrugged.

"It's so great to see you! I was just working on the world's greatest puppet show. IT HAS PUPPETS!" Mabel excitedly told Gabe.

"Your passion is so refreshing, Mabel. Unlike the girl from last night's puppet show. Single-stich on one puppet, and cross-stitch on the other? I was like, "Uh-uh!" Gabe sighed, shaking his head. Mabel's heart sank, looking at Gabe with wide eyes.

"Cross-huh?" she repeated, biting her lip anxiously.

"Naturally I deleted her off my cell phone contacts list," Gabe added.

"NATURALLY! Hahahaha!" Mabel laughed, feigning confidence.

"This guy really likes puppets," Emmett whispered to Cleo, who nodded in agreement.

"I know you won't let me down. Based on what you said the other day, you must be a puppet expert," Gabe replied.

"You know, Gabe, you look pretty sweaty. You should really take your shirt off. Right? Aren't we all thinking that?" Grenda asked, glancing around at the others.

"No! DON'T!" Quinn said, shaking his head.

"Please, keep your shirt on!" Cleo agreed.

"Later, ladies," Gabe waved, skating away from the group, his blond ponytail swishing behind him.

"GWAAA! We gotta up our game! Did you hear that thing he said about the stitches?!" Mabel cried once Gabe was out of ear shot. She wanted everything perfect for the show. It had to be.

"Mabel, you'll be fine!" Serena assured her.

"Don't worry, Mabel, your crew can handle it!" Grenda said, holding up a puppet of herself, which simply tore in half. "Oops."

"AAA! Okay, I'm back on fabrication!" Mabel began, running back inside. "Get me my lint roller!"

"Not this again!" Quinn groaned. Dipper grabbed the sleeve of her sweater to stop her.

"Wo, wo! Hey, you just said you were going to help me!" he said with a sigh.

"DIPPER! This sock crisis just bumped up to code argyle! The laptop can wait!" Mabel retorted.

"Mabel, do you seriously think that your random crush of the week is more important than uncovering the mysteries of this town? You're obsessed!"

"Hey, guys, n-" Penelope began, but Serena stopped her.

"I think this is something between the two of them," she said. Penelope considered this, before nodding.

"I'm obsessed? Look at you! You look like a vampire! And not the hot kind!" Mabel said, her voice beginning to rise in volume. Dipper self-consciously wiped his eyes.

"But you said you were going to help me today!" he whined.

"Oh, I can help you. With tickles!" With this, Mabel launched into a full blown tickle attack on Dipper.

"Well that escalated quickly," Mika joked. Dipper laughed, but it seemed involuntary. He punched Mabel in the arm to get her to stop. Eventually, he pulled away.

"Okay, fine! You know what? I'll do it on my own!" Dipper yelled, storming back inside.

"Dipper, wait!" Joonie called after him, but Dipper was gone.

"He'll be fine!" Mabel assured. "He just needs space,"

"Really?" Bear asked, but Mabel nodded.

"Trust me! Now let's get this thing moving! GO, GO, GO!"


Meanwhile, Dipper found refuge in the attic, and was typing away at the laptop.

"Passwords. Passwords. Mabel. Is. Useless." he mumbled, yawning. "Oh, man..."

Suddenly, the computer beeped loudly.

"Too many failed entries. Initiate data erase in five minutes." a voice spoke from it. Dipper sat up from in slumped position in shock.

"No! Nonono! I'm going to lose everything?! I only have one more try?!" he exclaimed, shaking the laptop screen. The world around him began to drain of colour. Bill slowly appeared before his eyes.

"Well, well, well. Someone's looking desperate!"


It had only been five minutes, and the Guild was worried.

"It feels weird without Dipper," Penelope announced, breaking the awkward silence between them.

"Yeah, I know," Quinn nodded in agreement.

"And we're wasting our time on these damn puppets!" Dean scowled, roughly shoving a pair of glue-soaked googly eyes on a sock.

"Hey, Joonie, go up and check on Dipper. I think he's in the attic," Riyadh said the Guild's youngest member. She figured if Dipper was mad, he couldn't be annoyed with Joonie. It was impossible. Joonie looked up and nodded, a bit surprised.

"Oh, okay!" he said, quickly brushing glitter off his coat with swipe of his hand. He placed the puppets that had been on his lap when he was sitting down gently on the table, and un-gracefully stumbled upstairs. "Hey, Dipper?" he quietly called out, as he reached the top of the stairs. He could hear Dipper on the other side of the door. Speaking. Yelling.

"I don't know, man. Mabel worked really hard on these." What did he mean? Joonie timidly turned the handle of the door, opening it slightly so he could peek in the attic. He could just see Dipper, with the laptop on a seat behind him.

"Seems to me one little puppet is a small price to pay to learn all the secrets of the universe. Besides, what's your sister done for you, lately? How many times have you sacrificed for her, huh? And when has she ever returned the favour?"

That was a different voice. Joonie opened the door a centimetre more, trying to get a look at the second person. It was a man, anyway. But not Dipper's Grunkle. He watched Dipper glance out the window where Mabel was, his eyes darting between her and the laptop. Then Joonie saw him. The demon from the book! Bill! It had to be him. But why was he with Dipper? Joonie's mind raced at a hundred miles a minute, as he stood there watching Dipper and Bill.

"Tick tock, kid." Bill tempted, reaching out to Dipper with a hand surrounded by blue flames.

"Uh, just one puppet? Fine!" Dipper reached out and shook Bill's hand, finalising the deal. "So what puppet are you gonna pick, anyway?" 'That was all he wanted?' Joonie thought to himself, his small face scrunching in confusion. It seemed like a pretty big deal just for a puppet.

"Hmm, let's see. Eenie meenie mynie..." Bill began, before his tone changed to a low and echoing one. "YOU!"

With his hand, he pulled Dipper from his body, limiting him to a ghost-like state. Joonie's head tilted in confusion, as he watched the demon vanish. Dipper stood up, smirking in a way that made Joonie feel uncomfortable.

"Sorry, kid but you're MY puppet, now! AAHAHAHA!" Dipper laughed, throwing the laptop to the floor and stepping on it. "AHAHAHA!" Joonie gasped in shock. What had he done?! Dipper would never do that! Unless.. It wasn't Dipper. Dipper was the puppet. That's it!

"DIPPER!" Joonie yelled bursting into the room. He instantly regretted this, as Dipper (Bill?) turned on him.

"What do we have here?" he laughed, advancing on Joonie. Joonie slowly stumbled backwards, but got to his feet and ran downstairs as fast as he could. Bill laughed, mumbled something about getting him later. He began pacing the room until he stopped in front of a mirror.

"Oh my gosh, this can't be happening. This can't be happening!" the real Dipper said to himself, as he watched his arm go right through his own stomach.

"Man, it has been so long since I've inhabited a body!" Bill exclaimed, slapping himself in the face. "Woo! Woo! Haha! Pain is hilarious! And two eyes? This thing's deluxe!" He examined both eyes and pulled down his lip to get a view of his mouth.

"I don't understand! Why are you doing this?! I thought we had a deal!" Dipper yelled, struggling to stop himself floating aimlessly around.

"Look kid, you've been getting way too close to figuring out some major answers. I've got big plans comin' and I don't need you gettin' in my way. Destroying that was a cinch. Now I just need to destroy your journal. And you better hope none of your friends get in the way. Race ya to the bottom of the stairs!" Bill walked over to the top of the stairs and tipped himself over, sending Dipper's body tumbling down the stairs.


"GUYS, GUYS!" Joonie exclaimed, running outside to meet the rest of the Guild.

"Joonie, what's wrong?" Serena asked, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Where is everyone?" he said, ignoring Serena's question.

"Penelope, Quinn and Cleo just went to theatre. Something Mabel wanted them to do.." Emmett explained, as the Guild began to crowd around Joonie.

"Dipper... He's... Puppet." Joonie stammered between heavy breaths.

"Come on, we don't have time for this crap!" Dean scowled, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, give him a chance!" Riyadh defended. She had a gut feeling that something as up.

"No, I won't! This is mierda!" Dean replied, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms across his chest.

"Where's Dip-" Bear began asking Joonie, but she stopped as a large bang came from inside. Bear was first inside, followed by Mika. Emmett and Serena stayed to comfort Joonie, while Dean and Riyadh bickered. Bear rushed inside to the shack's kitchen, where she found Dipper (aka Bill, to you and me) slamming a chest drawer open and closed. Around his arm. Repeatedly.

"Boy, these arms are durable," he said, looking up and Bear.

"Dipper?!" Bear exclaimed.

"What are you doing?" Mika asked, looking at him with a quirked eyebrow.

"Hey, 'patch! Do you know where I left my journal?" Dipper asked, looking at Bear with a crazed smirk.

"Your journal? What about the laptop?" Bear asked, slightly suspicious.

"Yeah, I think the answer might be hidden in the journal!" Dipper replied, but he seemed preoccupied. He rummaged through a drawer of cutlery and took out a fork, pressing it into the back of his hand. Bear bit her lip in thought for a minute, before shrugging.

"I haven't seen it," Mika said. Mabel conveniently showed up at this time, poking her head through the door from the hallway.

"Hey Dipper! I borrowed your journal to use as a prop in the show I hope you don't mind I'm gonna go before you process this sentence okay BYEE!" Mabel barely took a breath as she spoke, and was soon running off the hallway.

"Sure, sounds great, sister! I'll see you at the show!" Dipper smiled, looking at the real Dipper (who Mika and Bear couldn't see) in a taunting way.

"Are you feeling okay, dude?" Mika asked, carefully taking a fork out of his arm.

"Never better! Never better," Dipper replied, as he followed Mabel out of the shack. Bear exchanged a confused look with Mika.

"I'm gonna get the laptop. Might as well," she mumbled, racing upstairs to the attic. She opened the door, and gasped in shock. The laptop was in pieces on the floor. She bent down on her knees to inspect it, taking a bit in her hand. "Dipper?" she mumbled, shaking her head. How could he do this?


"There's Dipper!" Serena said, as they watched Dipper walk outside. He had just missed Mabel, who had gone with Grunkle Stan and taken Joonie, Candy and Grenda. A few trips would be made to bring the rest of the Guild. "See, he's fine!" Serena jogged over to Dipper.

"Hey, Dipper!" she greeted. Dipper turned around to face her, his head going almost 180 before his body followed.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyy, peaches," Dipper said with a very awkward, slow wink.

"Um, pardon?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, hey Dipper! There you are!" Soos, the humble handyman, said. Serena sighed in relief, glad to get away from the awkward situation.

"What up, dude?" Wendy asked, casually leaning against Soos' pick-up truck.

"We're heading to the theatre," Soos said.

"Need a ride, Dipper?" Wendy offered.

"Oho, anything for you, Red!" Dipper replied, hopping into the truck.

"How 'bout you, Serena? We can squeeze you in. Somewhere," Soos suggested. Serena shook her head.

"Ah, no, thank you. Mr. Pines is coming to pick me up with some of the others," she said with a smile. She honestly just wanted to avoid Dipper.

"Suit yourself!" Soos said, starting the engine and pulling out of the driveway. Serena slowly walked back to the Guild, a vacant look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Emmett asked, noticing her expression.

"It's Dipper.." Serena said. Grunkle Stan's car pulled up, with Penelope, Cleo and Quinn inside.

"Hey guys! We just thought we'd come help with boxes!" Penelope greeted, but stopped when she noticed their expressions. "What's wrong?"

"I told you something was up!" Riyadh snapped at Dean, poking her finger in his chest in a threatening way. Mika and Bear also came out of the Mystery Shack, both looking worried.

"Guys, something happened.." Mika began. Cleo looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What is going on?!" she asked, getting very frustrated.

"Um.. Well.. This." Bear said, pulling her hands from behind her back. In it there were small pieces of metal. Wire, some plastic, circuits..

"Don't tell me.." Quinn mumbled, shaking his head.

"Is that-" Emmett began, but Deon finished for him.

"The laptop?! That's the laptop?!" he exclaimed, quickly snatching a piece from Bear.

"What happened?! What the hell happened?!" Riyadh asked.

"I found it like this. Guys.. I think Dipper did it," Bear admitted.

"No way! He didn't! He couldn't have!" Cleo gasped.

"What did Joonie say again?" Riyadh asked, looking at Serena.

"I don't know. Something about a puppet, Dipper, bad.." Serena said with a shrug. "But now that you meant it, Dipper was acting really weird. Like, really weird."

"Yeah, same with us," Mika added.

"Something is going on. We gotta find Dipper," Quinn announced, and the others nodded. They had to get there as soon as possible. Before it was too late.


A/N: VERY IMPORTANT! Okay, so there will probably not be an update next Friday. I start school that day, and I will probably be too tired to publish it. Hopefully I'll get it up on the Saturday.

Now that's out of the way, whoo! So, Sock Opera will be a three parter. I actually don't have much to say, for once! xD I hope you enjoyed it. It was again, just kind of setting up the big climax. Can I just say I tried writing it where one of the OCs got possesed, but it didn't work. At all. Mainly because Dipper was there. It had to be Dipper, because he knew how to defeat him. He's their leader, in a way. Take him away, and you have a problem. Also, TO WHO SUBMITTED RIYADH: Her moment is coming. Patience, my child. Patience. xD

I don't know if I said this before, but don't be afraid to leave requests. If you want your OC to do something, or have a suggestion, be sure to pop me a PM. I'm happy to read them! Don't be afraid!

THANKS AGAIN FOR THE REVIEWS! Keep up the amazing reviews! I love reading them.

Next Chapter: WE'RE GOING TO THE THEATER! Get ready to cry.. With laughter.. At how tragic it is! Also, Bipper. Lots of Bipper.