*slams head into wall* WHY POKEMON WHY HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

Also, DIPPER AND MABEL VS THE FUTURE DAMN THAT WAS INTENSE

"Turbine ignis impetum!" Dipper yells as he shoots a ball of fire from his hands.

"Star shield!" Mabel yells, bringing up a shield made up from a star. The fireball hits it and dies down, and Mabel throws the shield at Dipper.

"Fulgur scutum!" Dipper says, forming a shield of lightning. The star shield explodes and knocks Dipper back.

"Rainbow Shooting Star Blast!" Mabel yells, shooting a giant rainbow shooting star at Dipper.

"Vis ager!" He says, creating a force field. The star explodes but Dipper is unharmed in the end.

"You know, Mabel, you don't have to yell what move you're gonna use." I say to her, opening three cans of soda and handing them to the exhausted Mabel and Dipper. I take the third can and we drain our sodas. For the past couple of days, I've been watching them practice their powers. I'm mostly there to make sure they don't kill each other or anything since I don't have powers of my own yet. All of us have been practicing in the forest, and using hand to hand weapons too. Granted, physical weapons won't help us when Bill arrives, but we need them in case some person tries to attack us or whatever. Not to mention that our powers take a lot of energy out of us.

"Good battle you two." Wendy says, giving them a thumbs up.

"Alright, weapons time. It's my turn. I'll be using the dagger, who's facing off against me?" I ask, as Dipper encases me in magical armor. This will prevent any of us duelers from hurting each other majorly. I pick up the curved blade.

"Actually, Pacifica, you shoud try using a larger weapon. Try this." Wendy hands me her hatchet.

"A hatchet? Is that really a good idea?"

"I dunno, but you should try it. It's a good weapon and you can throw it or strike like a sword." I put down the dagger and pick up the hatchet instead.

"Well, okay. I guess. Who's dueling me?" I ask everyone. Ford glances at a list and frowns.

"It's Gideon's turn to fight physically."

"Seriously? Do I have to?"

"Everyone has to. Now shut up and choose your weapon. You're a good sword fighter, surprisingly, so why complain?" I say, getting a feel for the hatchet. It's a little big for me, but I'll get used to it. Gideon groans and picks up his small sword, and the both of us run into the center of the large clearing in the forest.

A satisfying clang of metal rings out as the hatchet strikes the sword. Even though I've never used a hatchet before, I start to get more comfortable with the weapon. Gideon and I duel, and I let instinct take over. Left strike, aim for the back, throw it, it'll get stuck in the tree and you can retrieve it, sweep kick his leg out, this process repeats until Gideon's on the ground.

"Wow. Not bad for never using a hatchet before." Wendy remarks. I smile and nod.

"I'm NOT LOSING!" Yells Gideon in anger. Then I feel the floor drop from beneath me, feel gravity begin to loosen on me, just me. What the heck!? I then realize I'm floating, and can't move.

"HE HAD TO HAVE TELEPATHY?! WHY?! WHY?!" Yells Mabel in dismay as I drop to the ground in front of a very surprised Gideon.

"Whew! My good old powers back! Now one of you, let's duel!" Gideon yells, pointing to Dipper and Mabel.

"You shouldn't Gideon, you just barely used them. At least practice for a while!" I say, brushing the dust off my legs.

"Oh, come on!" Gideon yells. He picks up Dipper with his telepathy. "Sonum unda iaculat." Says Dipper.

"EVERYONE DUCK!" I yell. We all duck as a sound wave shot flies from Dipper's mouth and hits Gideon, who drops Dipper.

"Don't be overconfindent. That's stupid." I say to Gideon, who's fuming on the ground. He pouts angrily and stands to the side, helping himself from the refreshments cooler. I sit next to Dipper and read over his shoulder the book he made for himself of Latin spells. I faintly notice Stan and Ford having a punch-out fight, Stan controlling his powers so he doesn't kill Ford. Mabel and Robbie referee, while Soos yells out encouragements to Stan. Then I hear Stan scream.

"HOT BELGIAN WAFFLES!" Dipper and I look up at Stan, who is in midair, wrapped by inky black...what are those? We look at Ford, who seems to be controlling them. I go up to one of the black things and touch it. It's...pure ink. Ford is controlling ink. Of course. He wrote the journals, so of course he'd have something writing based.

"Ford, put him down!" Soos yells.

"I can't!" Ford says.

"Laser rainbow star beam!" Mabel yells. A rainbow colored laser shoots through the ink and drops Stan on the ground.

We stand in silence for a few minutes. A lonely feeling creeps throughout me. I think it's because I'm the only one without powers.

"HEY THERE LLAMA! WAKEY WAKEY, SCREAMING HEADS AND DOOM-EY!"

"Shut up Bill." I say. He's becoming a regular visitor in my dreams. I throw a pillow at him, but it passes through him.

"So, you're the last one to have powers?"

"Don't bother asking." I say, irritably.

"Yep! That means we're so close! All I gotta do is wait for one of you guys to become weak, and then-oops! Can't give that away! AHAHAHAHA!"

"Can it." I growl.

"Can't! I'm in your dreams llama! And then in the physical world! So close!"

"Go away! I' mtrying to not wake up because of you for once!"

"Sumus fere ibi llama cave!" He yells happily. He then fades away.

I wake up screaming. Per usual.

"Bill again?" Dipper asks.

I ignore him and run the Latin words Bill spoke through my head.

We're almost there llama! Beware...

Skye120:HOLY CRAP DIPPER AND MABEL VS THE FUTURE

WHY

MY FEELS

WHY

MY FEELS

*shattering sound is heard and Skye walks in, pushing the destroyed Skye clone away*

Skye121: Okay, that was clone number 120. Great. Skye Original needs to work faster. Joy. 'Sup. I'm Skye clone 121.

SkyeOriginal: GET AWAY FROM MY COMPUTER.

Skye121: Yeesh, okay. By the way, 120 is dead.

SkyeOriginal: Crud.