Hey everyone, sorry this is late. I've been rewriting this one chapter over and over again for like the last month…I'm still not entirely happy with it. Also this chapter my beta didn't look over, so yeah this is my work after I have listened to it via two text to speech readers and rereading in my head. Look at it, Look at it…Bleh!

Also, if anyone is interested in being a beta for me Pay Attention. One, I need Someone who is a really good in EngliSh and can catch my mistakes, Who can help me flesh Out idea, give help spell checking as well as stoRy help, but more importantly is really gooD at checking over everything. I have encoDed a password in thIs Paragraph, deciPhering it mEans you can catch my mistakes, and can follow diRections. This password and the agreement means that you get first access to chapters as well as further development of concepts and ideas. No password no access. Deal?

Also the idea for the camera in Mabel's shirt was suggested to me by Gam919

Thanks for your time.
Battre~

Chapter 12: The Ruse

The living room was dark, not unable to see dark just a bit gloomy. Stan sat in his recliner staring apathically at Dipper who stood in the center of the carpeted floor in front of the television.

"Kid, what's going on? This isn't like you." Dipper let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his arm. To tell Stan or to not to. Dipper looked up at Stan then to the floor again, trying to decide what to do. "Come on, out with it."

"William is Bill Cipher!" Dipper blurted out, Stan sat back in his seat. "I'm not lying, I'm not that sleep deprived either. I know what I saw. His eyes glowed and he was using some of his demon powers to make me levitate. He threw me against a wall, Grunkle Stan!" He frantically tried to explain, rubbing his sore back. "Bill found himself a body and is using it to make all of you hate me. He's tricking all of you. I know I sort of went off the deep end at the gift shop, but it's him I know it is. And yes I know, I saved him at the pool, but it was a mistake. I know that now, but Grunkle Stan you have to believe me. If there was any way to prove it to I would. I- "

"Woah, woah, Kid." Stan held up his hands in an attempt to get Dipper to stop. Dipper's mouth snapped shut as he waited for Grunkle Stan to continue. "I believe you. William has been asking me some questions, cleverly worded, but I know that demon cheating ways anywhere." Dipper's eyes lit up. 'Yes! Finally someone believes me.' "But why would Bill cipher need a body?"

"That's what I have been thinking about." Dipper tapped his finger against his chin. "I mean he has all the powers of the universe" Dipper said in a mocked tone. "Wouldn't a human body limit his powers?"

"To tell you the truth Kid I don't know all of Cipher's abilities." Stan sat pondering as Dipper began to pace the floor.

"This is a job for the Mystery Twins…" Dipper let out a sigh. "Too bad Mabel doesn't believe me."

"Maybe there's some way you could convince her." Stan suggested. Dipper snapped his fingers getting an idea.

"Mabel is wearing one of her special sweaters. The one with a camera in it. I just hope it was recording." Dipper went to run up the stairs, but stopped hearing Stan clear his throat.

"Dipper!"

He stopped in his tracks, looking over at Stan. "Yes Grunckle Stan."

"Even if you don't mean it this time say you're sorry." Dipper nodded and went back upstairs.

Mabel's giggling could be heard from the top of the staircase. Dipper made his way back towards the bedroom, mind heavy as he quickly devised a plan. He stopped upon seeing Mabel and William sitting on her bed, his hair was pulled up into multiple hair ties that stuck up haphazardly all over his head. They went quiet when Dipper entered, he inhaled deeply before going over to William, who hid behind Mabel. He held back from telling him to get away from her. He had to put up the ruse this time, for Mabel to see, for her to understand.

"I'm sorry." Dipper couldn't help that the word sounded distasteful coming from him, but the fact of the matter was that they were. He knew it had to be done. He looked towards Mabel. "I'm sorry Mabel." This time the sorry was genuine he did feel bad for making his big sis upset and for what he was doing now. "Mabel is that the sweater you made yesterday? The one with a camera in it?"

"Well yeah, it isn't hard to wire a camera into fabric and look!" She held her arms out, waving them slightly. "No fires this time!"

"Is it on?" Dipper could see William sweating if he was recorded then all he was working for would come to an end. All the scheming would have been for not. He need Dipper to break under his watchful eyes, clever words, manipulation of all he knew and loved. A broken mind is a weak mind, an easy mind.

"No." Mabel said softly. "I don't have any memory cards or film for the camera." Dipper let out a sigh, of course, they were sent to Grunkle Stan's to get away from the distraction of the city life, which included most electronics. Dipper looked at his sister and smiled it was a false smile but he hoped it would pass for the time being. He stood, taking one last glare at William making sure Mabel wasn't looking, before laying down on his bed and pretending to read a book. Keep this up for a little bit longer just so you can get some evidence. Things will work out. They have to work out. He told himself that over and over again, but each one made him feel like it wouldn't.