Dipper couldn't believe what was happening. The end of the world. With Bill released and Great Uncle Ford turned into a backscratcher, there was nothing he could do. He wished he still had the journals. He doubted they had any real knowledge on defeating the triangle demon but at least they were familiar to him.

The worst part about this stupid weirdmaggedon was that Mabel was missing. They'd gotten in a fight right before the interdimensional snow globe broke and he hadn't heard from her since. Dipper knew she was out there though. Bill wouldn't kill her without rubbing it in. So, all he had to do was stay alive until they were reunited and then they could face the monsters together. Just like always.

It wasn't easy though. Countless new monsters had been created since Bill broke through, Dipper even started his own journal. It may not be as grand as the three Great Uncle Ford created, but it helped keep him calm and could might even come in handy in the upcoming days. Most of the notes were about the flying eyeballs. They turned people to stone and took them away. Bill must need a lot of back scratchers, or at least that was his best guess.

His stomach growled. Hunger was the main reason he had travelled to the Dusk 2 Dawn Convenience Store. The Diner had been ransacked the day the rift happened, barely a scrap survived the raids. However, the convenience store had been abandoned for years and nobody dared to go there until Wendy invited him to stay the night there. After a terrifying few hours the gang had managed to escape thanks to Dippers natural sense of cuteness but it was enough to deter any of the teenagers from coming back. Hopefully, at least.

This was the last place he wanted to be, but that's why he was here. There was bound to be food in there. There had to be.

After climbing the chain link, Dipper surveyed the building. The front door had been relocked so he was forced to scale the side of the store and get in through the air vents again. Dipper surveyed the store; just as dusty as he remembered. Thankfully, the store appeared untouched by recent events. When he turned the lights on he could almost see the gang of teenagers, ready to party just like always. Then reality sunk in and he remembered that they had all most likely been taking by the eye bats.

The aisles were filled with expired food, but Dipper was too hungry to care. He tore open a smile dip, safety warnings forgotten, and a bag of potato chips and promptly shoved them down his throat. He was too preoccupied to notice the fog rolling from behind the counter.

"Well honey, would you look who came back. It's the lovely boy who knows the lamby dance." Ma and Pa Duskerton materialized out of thin air. Dipper almost had a heart attack, of course the ghosts would still be here. Their hatred of teens ran too deep for one twelve-year-old to make them move on.

"There sure has been quite a ruckus outside lately… Dipper wasn't it? I sure hope you and those teenager friends of yours have nothing to do with it." Knowing that telling her that he was at the center of this mess could very well make them angry, Dipper did the only thing he could think of.

"Of c-course no-"

"DON'T LIE TO US!" the room shook as the two seemingly harmless apparitions transformed into flaming devils. "WE CAN SENSE WHEN PEOPLE LIE. NOW TELL US THE TRUTH."

Sighing, Dipper relented. He should've known that but the stupid journals containing all the knowledge had been burnt. Cursing Bill once again, Dipper sat down on the ground.

"Okay, I lied. The truth is my family caused the rupture and, as far as I know, I'm the only one of us still standing. I lied because I didn't want to make you two upset. I have nowhere else to go." Reverting back to their original forms, ma took the distressed teen into a hug, he'd obviously been through some hard times.

"Shhh, it's okay. We know the truth is hard sunny, but without it we can't help you. You aren't alone in this." Pa conjured up a few rocking chairs and they all took a seat. "What you young kids never seem to understand is that us old folks have seen a thing our two. Just take a deep breath and start from the beginning."

That's exactly what he did. Dipper told them everything, only stopping to take a bite of a hotdog they gave him, saying it was more filling than the junk he was eating. He told them about the journals and of all the adventures he had been on with his sister. He rambled on about the bunker and the mystery of the author, who turned out to be his great uncle. He even talked about Bill Cypher and the Night-o-Sphere and the rift that was opened.

They listened to it all, never once interrupting. They didn't show any signs of disbelief either but whether that was because they had actually seen a thing or two in their day or because they could actually tell that he was telling the truth was up for debate.

"Sounds like it's a big mess out there right now. You can stay here as long as you like. However, that being said, I don't think you should stay here for long. You seem to be in the middle of everything that is happening. The people need a leader to rally behind. We think that should be you." As encouraging as the words were, Dipper shook his head.

"I can't do anything against Bill, you don't understand. He's just too powerful." Sure, Dipper had faced gnomes and dinosaurs but this demon was on a completely different level.

"If you don't, Dipper, then who will? I know you don't want the Earth to fall into madness." Pa put a hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. "Who knows what could happen, the best thing you could do is to try. Or you could just stay here and seal the fate of your friends."

Pa was right, Dipper wasn't going to give up. He couldn't just sit here and cry about what happened, his friends and family needed him. What he needed now was a plan.

AN: There, I updated on time, you guys happy? I honestly didn't think anyone would read this story when I started writing it so it's very inspiring that over a hundred people have at least skimmed it. And to my readers Singapore, Sweden, and Mexico you guys are a huge surprise. I know anyone from anywhere can read my stories but knowing that people in non-english countries are reading this has made my week. And of course, a big shout out to all my other readers too. Any feedback you guys have would be greatly appreciated, I'd love to hear if you guys have any critiques or criticism or even ideas about where the story should go. Next chapter will be with Star and Marco, so there's something to look forward to until I update again.

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