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Chapter 11: LIES
Dippers stared up at the ceiling as Mabel braided a bit of William's hair, although he protested to the idea.
"William you should seriously go to the clinic. What if you still have fluid in your lungs?" Dipper stated, sitting up on his bed.
"I'm fine, really." He softly swatted at Mabel's hands to get her to stop, which she did. William stood up from Mabel's bed. "I'm fine Dipper, lay off."
"Maybe you should go to the doctor; it's common knowledge that you're supposed to visit one after almost drowning." Mabel sounded in, behind William. He turned to her, a non-existent light catching on his blue eye.
"I am perfectly fine, Mabel."
Dipper's head tilted at how unsettling William just sounded. Mabel nodded, gently agreeing with William.
"You're right, you're fine." She said faintly. Dipper bolted up and went to his sister.
"You were just agreeing with me. Mabel?" Mabel was just as hard headed as Dipper was. Once they had their mind set on something, they stuck with it, even though most of the time it might end up with one of them getting hurt. "Mabel?" Dipper brushed her hair out of her eyes. No answer. 'What's going on?' Even though her eyes were wide open, they stared straight through him. Dipper turned to William. "What have you done?"
"Hmm?" He hummed in a condescending tone, his hands in his pockets. His eyes looked up at Dipper through eyelashes and hair. Dipper stepped back as William's blind eye took on a golden hue. "Oh, I suppose I forgot something." His head tilted backwards and Dipper rose into the air, a yellow glow around him. "Thank you for saving me at the pool, Pinetree. Without your help I would've drowned. Tis a shame you don't trust yourself anymore. Dreams are the way into the subconscious; our wants, our desires, how we truly feel." William pulled one of his hands out of his pocket and spun it, causing Dipper to move with it. Dipper's glares gradually became worse the more "William" talked. "Why the silence Dipper~? Mad at me?" He asked in a mocked hurt tone, before he began to laugh a cruel heartless laugh. By the time William had stopped spinning his finger Dipper was upside down. "What the matter, Pinetree? No threats? No claims of prevalence? No comeback?" But Dipper kept silent, knowing that it would drive William crazy eventually. "Answer me!" Dipper slammed against the wall next to his bed and collapsed onto it, the glowing aura gone. He struggled up onto his feet again. 'Stay quiet Dipper. Stay calm.' "Maybe Shooting Star has some words to say about all this?" He threaded his fingers through her bangs and Dipper finally snapped.
"Don't touch my sister!" Dipper tackled William to the floor, his hand clasping on the sweater fabric around William's neck. Mabel shook her head trying to clear it. Dipper pulled his fist back, ready to let it go. William let out a strangled yelp, catching Mabel's attention. She jumped to her feet, ripping Dipper away from William.
"Dipper, what are you doing?!" She screamed in a panic, trying to keep Dipper away from the now cowering William. Dipper struggled against the grasp around him, trying to get out of it.
"Can't you tell that it's Bill, Mabel?! It's all a ruse! Bill is pitting all of you against me!" Dipper ripped and pulled, trying to get out of his sisters hold and get his hand back on William.
"Dipper! Stop!" Mabel pleaded, trying to hold onto Dipper just a little bit longer. William pretended to shake next to Dipper's bed. Dipper turned around to look at Mabel.
"You believe me, don't you Mabel?" Dipper's voice was feral, uncertain and scared. She looked at her brother, unsure of what she believed anymore. Dipper looked towards William, who locked eyes with Dipper, a small smirk on his face. He mouthed, 'She doesn't believe you.' His blind eye flashed golden again. Dipper had to calm down; he had to get himself under control. "Mabel…its Bill. William is Bill."
"Dipper I-I want to believe you b-but I…"Mabel sputtered and looked away from Dipper toward William. "I can't." Dipper pulled free from Mabel's grasp. He couldn't believe his ears.
"Mabel?" Dipper stepped farther away from Mabel and William. He looked between the two of them. Mabel's back was to William who had a look of 'I told you so.' painted on his face. The attic door opened. Grunckle Stan stood in the entryway and William's face fell instantly.
"What is going on in here? Why is there yelling?" He had his stay at home clothes on, a white tank top, striped boxers, and slippers.
"Dipper is picking on me again!" William wailed, crying once more. Stan looked towards Dipper, irritation on his unamused visage. Dipper fumbled to find his voice to defend his innocence, to tell of the lies the so called 'William' was selling off to everyone around him. He had to make them see through the veil of lies.
"Downstairs, now." Stan's voice was uneasily calm, not a good sign from him. Dipper tried to protest, but the look from Gruckle Stan made him instantly silent. He slowly went past Stan out to the staircase, but not without looking back at his sister. He was so hurt. How could she do this to him? Stan closed the door leading into the Twin's bedroom, and stared at Dipper, signaling him to get moving. Dipper slowly started his descent down the stairs as Stan followed behind him. Descending down into the abysmal unknown of what the living room held for him.
