Kind of a Reserve Falls Gideon in this? Idek anymore, but Gideon is more... kind? because he hasn't found the amulet yet, so he's a completely different person (if you've read/seen Journal 3: Special Addition notes on the amulet you'll know what i'm talking about).
This chapter is going to get a bit weird. Also I know it's a bit shorter but I'm back at school and I felt the urge to publish something for no reason?!
.-. I need to write the next chapter of LWotF but I don't feel like it wdwderrfdsddascvddssafasds
One hit could change everything for him. He found himself constantly looking behind his shoulder, so frequently that even Mabel, Wendy and Soos noticed it, and they were growing worried by the second. It'd been months since he last spoke with Bill. He stayed away from everybody - especially his sister - as much as possible, and often found himself at Greasy's, talking to the bartender, Lazy Susan. He told her everything, because he trusted her so much.
One day she asked him a question he wasn't prepared for.
"Why don't you just talk to the guy?" she asked as she washed off one of the glasses.
"Susan, it doesn't work like that." he said as he continued to stare at the journal in his hands.
"Dipper, you should get your face out of that book and do something. You can't just let people use you."
She was right, though.
"Okay, then say I did go up to him. I have one HP. He could kill me instantly if he really wanted too."
"But he wouldn't."
"How are you so sure of that?"
"Don't tell me you forgot about the deal he forced you into."
Right… The deal. Okay, so his life was still guaranteed. But he didn't know what Bill's plan was. He knew that he wanted to corrupt the timelines to get to the Omega, but why did he need him for it? And why did he want to get to the Omega? What was he going to do to Gravity Falls?
"Look, Dipper, I 'm going to be honest with you. You should tell your sister at least."
"She'd never be the same if I told her about the timelines. The life would drain from her face. I can't."
"Okay, fine. But one thing."
"Yeah?"
"At least do something for yourself."
So later he found himself at the edge of the snowy forest, staring up at the large wooden door to the cabin. He knocked on it.
No response, but he heard Stan's breathing on the other side.
"Hey. It's me, Dipper. My sister isn't here with me right now. Listen, I know you're still pissed at your brother, but he left Bill a long time ago."
There was a grunt of disapproval.
"Uh, anyway, I just wanted to tell you Merry Christmas I guess, so I'll be l-leaving now…"
"Dipper."
He turned back around. It was the first time Stan had spoken to him in years.
"Yes?"
"Somethings wrong with you. You're not telling me something."
He hesitated a moment.
"I know, and I'm sorry, but it's too dangerous to tell you."
"Kid, I'm 57 years old. You're 19. That's not gonna work on me."
He didn't want to do this, but he had too.
"Bye, Grunkle Stan."
"Kid, wait!"
But he was already walking away, his footsteps heavy through the thick snow.
How did I end up like this?
Mt. Northwest
In the beginning…
"Stupid father and mother, always putting pressure on me." the boy muttered to himself as his blonde hair flew about in the wind. Maybe the mountains would offer him some peace and understanding about his tough life and his careless parents. He must've been so caught in his emotions, that he tripped over a vine and fell through the mountain. He screamed the whole way down, closing his eyes to brace for the impact of… soft golden-colored flowers? Huh, weird.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" a white-haired kid around his age came running out from the purple royal castle nearby, helping him pick himself up. "I heard you fall down here!"
He chuckled as he wiped the dust from his pants. "Yeah, I'm okay."
"Welcome to the Falls! My name's Gideon, what's yours?"
"Bill... Bill Cipher."
"Nice to meet you. I have a feeling we're going to be the best of friends!"
To be continued...
Gideon isn't even Gideon anymore at this point... but as we continue on he'll change... kinda... sorta
Okay, bye...
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