Disclaimer: I in no way own Gravity Falls, nor do I own any of its characters. It all belongs to producer, animator and voice actor, Alex Hirsch. Thank you very much.

Before I start this chapter, I'd like to thank a certain someone. I know I said I would not take requests, but I couldn't figure out what to do for this chapter. So thank you Rorscarch for giving me this idea.

Enjoy the story, fellow readers.

Also, some of you may notice that I've slightly changed up the writing style for this chapter. If it gets good reviews, I might write the rest of the story in a similar manner.

Baby I'm back!

Inner Demons: Robbie and Tambry (Part 1)

Robbie felt ill at ease with his surroundings. Everything seemed too dark to be natural. The fact that he could still see his own body also added to the peculiarity of the chamber he was in.

At least, he thought it was a chamber. The place must have been the size the damn Sahara!

He couldn't help but remember the terrible nightmares he used to have as a child. Alone, wandering in a dark place, no way of knowing in which direction he was headed. For all he knew, he could be floating.

They seemed less frightening to him as a young adult, but his surroundings still daunted him.

He had been wandering for almost half an hour through the darkness, to where, he was unsure. He understood the nature of the challenge, yet he did not know what to expect.

Of course when it came to Bill Cipher, expecting a giant giraffe on a unicycle with a laser cannon would probably be expecting too little of the demon.

He been separated from his friends only minutes after walking. But it was to be expected. He would have been surprised, had Bill not separated them.

This whole ordeal had been the first time Robbie encountered the dream demon. Robbie had witnessed first-hand some of the most other-worldly things Gravity Falls had to offer, but the demon was of the most outlandish. It's appearance alone was off-putting.

Christ! Who wouldn't be a little bit unnerved at the sight of a glowing triangle with an eye?

'Probably my aunt Claire. That woman has the will of titanium,' Robbie thought.

The triangle thing's voice was creepy too. It sounded similar to a record being played on reverse, and many different voices speaking as one.

Of course, it was a demon. The ominous voice kind of came with the territory.

That however, didn't change the fact that it was still a very, very creepy voice. Even more so than his mother's voice on a Monday morning.

The teenager suddenly stopped when what looked like a dim glow appeared in the distance. It was too far away for Robbie to actually make out what exactly it was, but he knew it was there

He began making his way towards the strange glowing thing.

He walked for minutes before finally being able to see what, or rather, who it was. It was someone he had recognized instantly.

"Tambry! I can't believe I found you!" Robbie said, running up to her. He stopped however when he noticed she was unresponsive.

'The only time I actually want her to respond, and she's silent' he thought grimly.

He examined her face. She looked as though she had not noticed him. As though he was not even there.

Despite the bad-boy act that he refused to drop, he had to admit to himself that his girlfriend's behavior unnerved him a bit.

Or perhaps he was just a coward when it came to Tambry in general.

Either way, he was frightened.

~(Wicked Awesome Transition)~

Tambry trudged slowly through the eerie darkness. She could not make out anything in the murk of her surroundings.

Strangely enough, she could see herself.

Of course, as she had expected, she was separated from her friends. She would not have put it passed the demon to separate them. She knew what he was like.

She would not tell anyone, but she had encountered Bill Cipher numerous times. However, after every meeting with the insane triangle, she would find herself awake, in her bed. Unharmed.

He was not called a dream demon for nothing, she supposed.

Of course these encounters were long ago. Two years before she had met Dipper and Mabel Pines to be exact.

She would always wake up in her bedroom, dazed and confused. The things the demon would say to her always put her on edge.

However, being the hard-headed tomboy she was, she refused to tell any of her friends of her dreams.

Before Bill had captured the team, she thought nothing of her meetings with him. She thought they truly were just dreams.

She did not think of them as nightmares though. They were astonishingly odd, but not frightening.

Except for one particular encounter with the dream demon. One that she could not possibly forget, no matter how hard she tried.

It seemed similar to all of the other dreams in which she had met the strange triangle. Her surroundings were white, black and grey.

After dealing with these odd dreams for such a long period of time, she had noticed a pattern. The earliest dream she could remember took place in her own home. The dream after that in the forest.

This dream however, broke the pattern.

It was in some sort of room that she had never been in before. The walls were stained with what she hoped was not blood, and there were papers scattered throughout the strange room.

It reminded her of the office building that her father worked in.

Once she noticed a desk, and a few upturned chairs, she concluded that this was, in fact, some sort of office.

She saw a dark colored door, with complex patterns carved into it. She found it odd, as it was completely out of place with the modern look of the rest of the room she was in. It looked like some sort of 11th century Norwegian carving.

Or something like that. She didn't know anything about carvings, or 11th century Norway.

Curious as to what hid behind the strange door, she slowly walked up to it. At first glace, she assumed it was heavy. However, to her pleasant surprise, it was very light, and she opened it effortlessly.

She poked her head through the doorway, and her gaze fell upon a dull grey corridor, each side lined with dark colored doors, similar to the one she had opened seconds ago.

Not finding any other choice, she left the room, closing the door behind her. What was odd is that the door did not make a single sound upon being shut.

'Wish that was a feature on my parents' bedroom door,' she thought to herself.

Not wanting to pay any further attention to the strange phenomenon, she turned away from the door and made her way down the hallway.

She felt as though it would never end. The corridor just kept going on. It actually started making her feel anxious. Or annoyed as hell. Either way, the feeling was not a particularly good one.

After walking for what felt like hours, but in reality was most likely just a few minutes, Tambry decided to start looking through the various rooms within the strange place. She opened every door slowly, to try and add a level of suspense to her utterly boring situation.

It didn't work of course, but that didn't stop her from doing it.

All the rooms seemed to look the exact same. She could even go as far as to say that every paper in each room was in exactly the same position as was in the next room.

Or maybe it was just her eyes playing tricks on her. She was dreaming, after all.

She continued looking through the doors, each room identical to the last in almost every way. Eventually, she grew bored and decided to continue walking.

She stopped in her tracks upon hearing a sound. The sound of footsteps. She was no longer alone.

She turned around, only to see that she was facing, strangely enough, a door. No longer was there a long corridor.

Assuming that whoever was following her was through the door, she inched closer and closer to it. She slowly opened it, and upon gazing inside, she noticed that it was empty. She released a breath that she had not realized she was holding.

she shook her head for believing that anyone was with her.

She closed the door, and upon turning around, her blood ran cold.

The site before her was horrific. Even more so than her aunt at a pool party.

No longer was it the strange corridor in a boring as hell office building. The walls were filled with messages written in blood. There were a few men in suits, lying on the bloodstained floor. Their faces were battered and bloodied beyond recognition. Another man in a suit was hanging from the ceiling with a noose around his neck, his face also covered in blood.

In the middle of it all was him. Or it. Tambry didn't know nor give a damn about its gender.

His/it/her one eye opened wide, and the slit pupils practically burned holes through her.

Fires starting surrounding the two, as the triangular body changed from bright yellow to a shade of red, and grew in size.

"I'm always watching you!" was the last thing she heard the thing say, in an eerily distorted voice, before she found herself in bed, drenched in sweat.

The memory frightened her.

The few nights after that horrid dream, she could not sleep. She was much too disturbed to do so. She feared that she would find herself in another dream of similar nature.

She finally decided to give up, and let sleep claim her. Her dreams were back to normal. If one could consider cryptic and strange to be of the norm.

She still could not fathom what the dream had meant, or whether or not it was of any significance. Was it a sign? Was it a glimpse into the future? She would never know.

Or perhaps she was just overthinking things, because she tended to do that a lot more than she cared to admit.

Oh how she wished to have wet dreams like all normal teenagers did.

She walked for a few more minutes through the strange dark place. Her surroundings somehow seemed to get more and more unreal with every step she took.

She didn't even know the direction in which she was headed.

She took a shaky breath as she felt her surroundings gradually grow colder.

She stopped walking when, in the distance, she noticed a figure. What was odd was that it seemed to be moving towards her.

'That's funny. New people are usually afraid of me,' she thought with confusion.

For minutes, she stood trying to make out what - or who - it as. After staring so hard her eyes burned, she realized that it was a person.

Why it took her so long to figure it out, we shall never know. the thing was literally getting closer and closer to her.

Being curious, and being faced with nothing else to do, Tambry began making her way towards the odd person.

The more she walked, the more she felt as though the person was moving away from her now. Or perhaps she herself was moving backwards.

She doubted it, as she was sure her feet were moving forward. Certain even. She was not very bright, but she could tell where her body was going.

Her thoughts were cut short as soon as she noticed that the faint glow of the odd person was vanishing.

Not minutes passed before it disappeared completely, leaving Tambry with mixed feelings of annoyance, frustration and above all, confusion.

'Why the hell would you just disappear if you wanted me to follow you? That's not how it works in video games!' She thought to herself.

She could almost swear she heard someone saying something along the lines of "this isn't a video game, stupid".

Perhaps she imagined it.

"What the heck just happened?" she asked out loud, as though her eerily dark surroundings would provide an answer to whatever puzzle she was in.

The only response she got was silence, and possibly the 'F' word. Or maybe that was imagined as well. It didn't matter either way.

She was surprised when she actually did hear something.

Well, when she was certain that she wasn't imagining herself hearing something.

A voice that sounded all too familiar to her.

"Tambry!" the voice yelled, as if from all directions. Tambry, smiling, turned around to face the person she could have not been happier to see at that very moment. Well, next to her best friend, but she wouldn't say that out loud unless she was feeling extra cruel.

The smile left her face as soon as she saw him. His face was distorted with...Anger?

Of course, she knew it was anger, but she thought the whole 'question the thing you see' would sound dramatic in her head.

It didn't though. It just sounded stupid.

The spur-of-the-moment shock, mixed with the thoughts of 'you're too stupid for this world' hit her so hard, she couldn't move.

She could, but she was still hanging on to the dramatic feel of wherever she was.

It took all she had in her to muster up the one question going through the jumbled mess that was her mind.

"R-Robbie? W-w-what's wrong with y-y-you?" she uttered with an unbearably conspicuous stutter in her voice.

Though her intent was to sound surprised, for the dramatic effect, the question came out a stuttered mess of words that even she barely understood.

She inwardly chastised herself for ruining the dramatic moment because of her stupid nervousness. But why had her calm demeanor shattered into a million small pieces of lost hopes and dreams?

After all, it was only Robbie. What was she to be nervous about?

At that moment, she wished she never asked herself that utterly stupid question. Partly because it was just that: stupid. However, it was also because Robbie's face seemed to go very, very pale, which was weird even for him. His eyes also changed too, becoming a less-than-pleasant shade of red.

'Of course they did. What other color would they turn? Bright grass green?'.

'Or maybe they'd turn a bright shade if vibrant pink. That would make so much more sense, right?'.

'Actually, pure white would be more suitable to this situation, huh Tambry?'.

While she was busy inwardly berating herself with offensively sarcastic questions, Robbie started moving toward her.

This went unnoticed by the teenager, as she was still very, very deep in thought.

when she did notice however, Robbie was standing not two mere feet from her. This caused her to flush a deep shade of red.

He moved even closer, to the point at which he was mere inches away from her very red face.

Despite his bad-boy act he never drops around his friends, Robbie was never the dominant one in their relationship. It was always Tambry who initiated pretty much anything they did.

It was her who always went in for the kisses, and her who always grabbed onto him for hugs.

To see Robbie this close to her face frightened her as much as it slightly turned her on.

Well, it would have if his eyes weren't as red as the blood she always sees in that one back alley she used to hang out in.

"Tambry..." Robbie's voice was now a low growl. It was an attempt to frighten her.

It worked, but it still turned her on.

"Robbie..." she replied dumbly in an equally growl-y voice, surprising the...demon?

Demon eyes Robbie suddenly turned to dust right in front of her, much to her relief. And disappointment. And utter disgust.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" she asked out loud as she began walking forward again. She was abruptly stopped however, as she felt something tug at her arm, forcing her to turn around.

To her surprise, excitement and fright, demon eyes Robbie was right there, latching onto her arm.

Demon eyes Robbie growled and practically tossed her to the ground, to which she responded with language that would make a sailor proud.

"Robbie, why the hell would y-" she abruptly stopped when she noticed his piercing glare.

Silence filled the area for a solid minute before demon eyes Robbie spoke, "Tambry.." he said slowly, in his growl-y voice, "...Do you love me?" he asked, stepping closer to her.

Tambry was shocked, more over the fact that he would even ask such an idiotic question than anything else.

"Of course I do, you moron! Why would you ask such a stupid que-" she was yet again cut off when Robbie raised his voice.

"Do you love me?!" he asked again, stepping closer to Tambry, who was still on the ground.

This time, she was stunned to silence. She didn't know nor understand why, but she began contemplating the answer that she was planning on giving him.

Did she really love him?

She was slightly surprised when she asked herself what she, not minutes ago, deemed an idiotic question.

'Of course I love him,' she inwardly told herself.

But then again, did that love really come naturally?

If she recalled, she did remember Mabel being very, very eager to give them those chili fries the day she "realized" her true feelings for the goth boy.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she noticed that said boy was very close to her face.

Only this time, for some odd reason it felt less than comfortable.

"Do you love me?" demon eyes Robbie asked in a low, surprisingly intimidating whisper.

Tambry yet again lost herself in her thoughts.

Why was Mabel so eager that one day? There was something really weird about the taste of that fry.

Christ, the damn thing was pink!

Yet Tambry never questioned it. She never questioned why she loathed Robbie until biting into that fry. she never questioned why she always felt as though the relationship was...unnatural to her at times.

'What the hell did Mabel do to me? Why am I suddenly feeling so against Robbie?' she thought to herself.

"That's it Tambry. Let the negative thoughts consume you. Let the truth be known," demon eyes Robbie said in a voice that was borderline creepy.

Though as creepy as it was, she was still curious. What did he mean by 'let the truth be known'?

"I think you already know what I mean Tambry..." came the demonic voice of the boy that was pinning her down,

She just noticed this, and struggled to free herself from his surprisingly strong grip.

"Don't deny it Tambry. Dig deep. Find the truth," the demon said, a terribly wide grin appearing on his face.

The realization hit her like a freight train.

The love god, the pink substance on the fries, the sudden feelings of love...

Robbie stared at her, his grin somehow growing wider as he saw the look on her face. The look of shock, followed by the tears of acceptance. She no longer had any fight in her as she uttered the question.

"O-o-our relationship...our l-love...w-w-was a l-lie?" her voice was trembling as she weakly uttered the words. At that point, Robbie had gotten up. Not her though. She remained on the floor, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

To say she felt cheated and crushed would have been an understatement.

"Yes Tambry! Yes! Let the negative emotions consume you!" as though he was reading her mind, he spoke.

She was barely listening however. She only registered the demonic voice as background noise.

Her body went numb. She remained on the ground, clutching her knees as the tears poured freely from her eyes.

'The love I've felt for the last two years was a lie!.

'I can't believe Mabel tricked me!'.

'I'm such an idiot for believing that our love was real!'

As the thoughts ran through her head, she felt less able to control her own body.

"Let your own emotions be your destruction Tambry!" demon eyes Robbie now looked less like Robbie and more like an actual hell-spawn.

As Robbie Stepped Closer to her, she felt as though the life was being sucked out of her, and as she looked him in his red eye through her tears, a single thought crossed her mind.

'I'm going to die here. I'm sorry friends,'.

The maniacal, distorted laughing of a demon was all that was heard.

To be continued...

Oh yeah! I'm back! I hope that the long wait was worth it for you guys. I'm honestly extremely happy with the positive responses that my story has received. It motivates me.

Also, again, I'd like to give a big 'thank you' to Rorscarch for giving me the initial idea for this chapter in one of his/her reviews. Honestly, at the time of publishing the previous chapter, I was almost completely out of ideas for this one. I knew I wanted it to include Robbie, but I didn't know how I was to go about writing the chapter. I couldn't think of a suitable weakness or, "demon", for him to face.

So from the bottom of my heart, thank you Rorscarch.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Review if you've found any errors, and don't forget to favorite the story if you like it!

~Dan