'Need a place to hide but I can't find one near.'

"Bye mom! Bye dad!", a teenage girl in her soon-to-be-adult years exclaims as she waves farewell. She bends down to carry her pig into her loving arms and stands back up to drag her luggage against the rocky path, she roughly nudges her twin brother (who was younger than her by five minutes). "C'mon Dip-dot, we don't want to keep Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford waiting! Ya know bro', I can't wait to see them and Soos and Wendy once more! It's going to be exactly like the olden days!"

Her brother nods and follows silently behind her, obeying her command as if they were playing follow the leader. The girl turns around and watches her and her brother's mom maroon BMW drive off in the distance, she immediately drops her luggage and sighs. "Finally! Gravity Falls, one of my favourite places where I can drop my 'cupcakes-and-rainbows' act! Acting all nice and smiling 24/7 is starting to hurt my cheeks!", the brunette sighs as she massages her cheeks out of frustration, she gently puts her pet pig, Waddles, onto the ground as it run freely.

"Dipper, be a dear and drag that in for me.", Mabel Pines commands. Dipper had no other choice but to obey the order, he nods and she grins widely as her eyes sparkle as she runs up to the porch of the Mystery Shack where the two Grunkles were waiting. Dipper adjusts his favourite cap and tilts it upwards so he could see, he exhales his negativity and tries to inhale the positivity lingering in the air. Unfortunately for him, there was nothing nice and happy clamoring his thoughts and mind. He puts his arm through the other strap of his backpack, now carrying it properly and felt all the weight of his life crush his body, he uses his free hands to drag both of Mabel's luggage as he slowly walks to the porch.

"There's my favourite shooting star.", Dipper overhears Stan say, his head perks up and sees both Grunkles embracing his twin sister in a bear hug and obviously, Mabel is hugging them back, squeezing them with all her might, indicating how much she missed them and missed how much they spoiled her. The three release their group hug and begins chatting as Mabel rants about her amazing high school experience with prom and boys and stereotypical teenage high school girl stuff. As usual, Stan and Ford are intrigued by her experiences since she's the favourite Pines' sibling.

Mason 'Dipper' Pines has been cast under the shadows of his beloved sister, Mabel Pines. In eighth grade, the two made a pinky-promise: to stay by each other's side and do everything that they can to support each other during hard times. Ever since high school began, Mabel changed, not just her looks but her personality as well. The popularity got into her head and Dipper's status went from geek to a total loser. To keep her reputation high, she broke chains with her brother and ignored his existence at school. Without Mabel, Dipper was half of himself, he became lonely and felt nothing but hatred towards his twin. The brunette would always fake a persona around their family because if their parents knew about Mabel's teasing and actions, they would disown her. She began the 'perfect' student, she became loved by the entire grade, she was under the spotlight and all the attention went to her. Mabel became everything that Dipper longed to be.

Trust no one. Dipper trusted no one but himself when it came to feelings. Now he's a broken, rejected 18 year old waiting for a miracle to happen.

The door was shut when the brunette made it to the porch. He sighs and leaves Mabel's bags at the doorstep and walks down the dirt path and into the forest. If he was thirteen, he'd explore every little sound as curiosity boiled in his veins. After five years of exploration, he knew from heart that the sounds were just gnomes and fairies messing with his head.

Dipper walks a lonely road, the only road that he's ever known. He scans the scenery as if it were the first time he's seen it although the image was memorized in the back of his head, he pretends to explore and act surprised because there was nothing as exciting as Gravity Falls.

He lifts a branch up to clear his path and walks under it as he was led to an open field. If this was an anime, there would be sparkles shining from the sun's rays and rainbows falling from above and a majestic deer roaming freely. Unfortunately, this is a fanfic not an anime. I can't draw or animate which is upsetting.

Anyways, the sun's rays of warmth rained upon the brunette as he stepped into the open field. He walks and looks in the opposing direction to get a better view of the scene. Dipper sighs and slows his walking pace down, he stands in front of a statue. He looks around, making sure no one followed him and then sits in front of the statue.

Dipper's head perks up and gazes at the triangle-shaped statue. A statue of Bill Cipher was a wonderful idea, it truly gave the residents of Gravity Falls a reminder of its uniqueness and weirdness. After the event-that-shall-not-be-named, the mayor decided that they should have a nice 'memorial' for the yellow dorito so paid workers polished the statue and put it up as a tourist place.

Now the statue of a demon (who was literally deleted from the world) is who Dipper goes to when he needs someone to talk.

"Hey Bill. I'm sure many tourists came by this place, shook your hand and took photos. You probably like the attention. I mean, this small town isn't so small anymore after all you did. I'm back in Gravity Falls, again, and it's been the same. The way I'm being treated, I'm sick of it and it hurts.", his hand was now on his beating heart, the brunette looks down in shame then looks up to the sky. "I know that you're a demon and I'm a human but by judging everything you did to keep yourself satisfied.. I never thought that I'd say this but we're kind of alike. Behind all the partying and endless nights, you're lonely and desperate. You rely on your magic to bring you happiness and I rely on hiding behind plastered smiles."

Dipper chuckles, a low and sad chuckle. He gets onto his feet and keeps his gaze on his shoes and the grass. "What am I doing..? You're dead. You've been erased, deleted like a computer file.. It's not like you can hear me or anything. But it's nice to have someone to listen to me, even if they're not physically by my side. I should go now before I get lectured, thank you Bill."

He walks and keeps on walking until he makes it back to the shack. He takes a deep breath before slowly opening the door. Dipper steps in and inhales the all-too-familiar scent of the Mystery Shack, it looked the same as always, as if it never changed. After Soos 'took' over the shop, he mainly kept the store the same. Stan would stay and occasionally help Soos with some business things but he would be found at the couch watching t.v or with his brother, exploring and such.

The brunette knew he had to be careful in this shack, literally everyone in the house was against him and his existence. Well, Mabel and Stan continued their teases and such as Ford never found Dipper as interesting as he was before, there wasn't much to do in Gravity Falls anymore.

"Where have you been?!", a voice booms. Dipper looks up then back down as his eyes dart the wooden floor.

"In the forest, exploring and such."

"You always say that. Exploration before your family, is it that important?", Stan says sternly, he takes a few steps and was now face-to-face with his niece.

"It's not my fault that I feel unwanted.", Dipper mumbles softly.

"Unwanted? Again with that crap, you just say that you feel unwanted for attention!", the elder exclaims. "We've been worried sick about you Dipper!"

"Worried sick? Worried sick my ass. You're just saying that to make me feel better and honestly, it's not working. I can see through your lies better than I could before.", Dipper retorts, walking around Stan. The older crosses his arms across his chest and sighs.

"I'm talking to you Dipper, don't walk away.", Stan says roughly, his voice bubbling with anger with each word. "Geez, why can't you be more like your sister? Be more positive, caring and someone living life to the fullest?"

"Shut up about Mabel! Stop comparing her to me! We're related but that doesn't mean we're alike!", Dipper screams, he was angered as in 'I-want-to-sew-your-mouth-shut-and-beat-the-living-shit-out-of-you' angry. He didn't want to talk to anyone, he just wanted to be left alone. "She gets everything! Mabel, Mabel, Mabel! Everyone loves her! You favourite her more than me! Hell, you probably despise my guts!"

"Look kid, I didn't mean it like that-"

"Shut up! Just leave me alone!"

Dipper runs down the hall and up the stairs.

'Even at eighteen, he runs off and cries like a child. What the hell is wrong with him?', the elder ponders, he shrugs and goes back to sit on the couch.

"Sorry Dipper! You have to sleep somewhere else, I invited Grenda and Candy over for a sleepover! It's been forever and I decided that we should catch up!", Mabel blabbers on. "Uh, you're okay with that, right?"

"Y-yeah.. I'm totally okay with that."

"Good. Even if you weren't, I'd force you out! Thanks bro-bro.", she says with a cheery smile, the brunette slams the door shut leaving Dipper and his thoughts alone.

The male sighs and walks down the stairs, he makes his way to the extra room in the house and gently opens the door. He scans his surroundings then closes the door, locking it with the key from under a mat.

Dipper collapse onto the bed, burying his face into the pillow. He closes his eyes shut and takes deep breathes, steadying his breathing which slowed his heartrate and his temper-meter. The brunette felt sort of guilty in a way but he also felt that Stan deserved to be yelled at.

"It's not my fault.. I just want to be loved. I deserve everything Mabel gets."

Dipper Pines is falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Falling.

Falling down the impossible bottomless pit. It felt like a really long drop on a drop-zone ride at amusement parks.

When you make it to the very top of the ride, you see everything like as if you're an eagle. You see the sun and the view, you feel the warmth of its rays, as if it were it were wrapping you in its arm for a hug.

Until it drops.

The sun isn't hugging you anymore, it shoved you out of its rays like an unwanted broken toy. Now you're falling down and out of the light, you've lost all hope as you lose the sparkles in your eyes.

Basically drop-zones are a metaphor for mental illness, specifically depression. The top is the light and the fall is you falling into depression with no escape until the end. The way you escape is your choice, suicide or that you get help.

For now, Dipper is falling.

Falling, falling, falling.

Falling down a hole of never-ending darkness, waiting until he hits rock bottom.

Instead of his usual 'falling-down-a-dark-hole' sequence, the further the brunette fell, the brighter it got and the further away from reality he was.

He stops abruptly, he didn't land a pile of cushions but he was floating. Floating in mid-air in the middle of a galactic background. The atmosphere was strangely too calm for it to be his dream, was it even his dream?

There was a bright glow of yellow and Dipper reacts like a normal human, turning away as he uses his hands to cover the light from hitting his eyes.

"Heya kid!", a voice exclaims from behind. The brunette rubs his eyes before turning around to face the figure, Dipper was in shock and confusion.

"What? Do you like what you see?", the yellow male teasingly questions with a smug grin. The brunette's face flushes red (in embarrassment) and quickly turns away, mumbling apologies under his breath. "Ahaha, no need to apologize - uh - Pinetree! I also like me, it's a hell lot better than being in a triangle for a body!"

"Pinetree..? Triangle shape body..?", Dipper mumbles, he looks up and slowly examines the male in front of him. He was yellow, covered in yellow from top to bottom. Not really, he had a floating black top hat and a yellow suit which had a jet-black bowtie. The colour of his accessories matched his dress pants and leather shoes, he also had a triangle-shaped eyepatch but you wouldn't notice so easily since his blond hair was covering it.

He looked way too familiar.

"Geez kid, say something already.", the male says. "I appreciate that you like staring at me because of how good I look but we don't have all the time in the world."

Dipper laughs - or giggles - the blonde couldn't tell the difference but it definitely was not maniacal laughter. "Sorry, sorry. It's just that you look way too familiar to someone I used to know. He called me 'Pinetree' as well.. Now that I think about it, you both sound alike."

The blonde's eyes widen, Dipper assumed it was out of shock. The taller male clears his throat and forces a smile. "Sooo.. You wanna play interdimensional chess?", he recommends, summoning a table with chess pieces.

"Bill Cipher, what the fuck?", Dipper says in what sounded like a tone of virgin-pure confusion. "Aren't you dead? You were erased by the memory gun and I witnessed it!"

"Woah, calm down Pinetree. Let me explain it in what you humans call a 'meme format'.", Bill says, using his hands to create a rainbow with 'meme format' in comic sans text. "What if you wanted to go to heaven but God said 'windows exp sound'?"

"He gave YOU, an insane demon, a second chance?! SO NOW YOU'RE APPEARING IN MY DREAMS? AS A GOOD LOOKING HUMAN BEING?", Dipper literally shrieks, he was panicking, at least he wasn't panicking! at the disco.

"Actually, it's my fourth reincarnation. Let's just say that I'm unlucky as hell. Oh, and thank you for the compliment.", Bill says as he snaps his fingers, the galactic background glitches out in black and white and the two were transported into a forest.

"I won't tell you what I am just yet Pinetree. You're intelligent, you should be able to find out yourself.", the blonde says. Dipper crosses his arms and sighs, he had so many questions and they were all bouncing off walls.

Well, trunks of the trees.

"Your thoughts are going to stab me if you continue to overthink.", Bill states, dodging the questions. He snaps his fingers once more and freezes the sentences in mid-air as they explode into dust. "Look kid, you seem stressed and according to my 'boss', I have to cheer you up."

"I appreciate that you wanna cheer me up but I just want to be left alone.", Dipper says sadly. Even Bill felt some sense of guilt and it felt weird since he had to readjust to human emotions.

"Would you wanna stab me with your thoughts?", Bill suggests, the brunette looks up with a small sparkle in his hazelnut eyes. "I mean, only if it makes you feel better."

"That'd be nice. Thanks.", Dipper responds with a small smile. The demon summons a bunch of sentences and they fall and make a pile in the shorter boy's arms. "Won't it hurt?"

"Aha relax, pain is hilarious!", Bill cheerfully exclaims. "C'mon, you hate my guts, hell, you probably want me out of your head! So go on! Give me your best shot and make me bleed!"

Dipper throws the first sentence. It stabs the blonde right in the heart, instead of blood splattering, glitter flies out. The brunette is confused but shrugs it off.

After throwing a few more sentences, Dipper felt somewhat relaxed. He smiles, a small genuine but weak smile. Bill notices and felt as if he completed his job.

"You look better now. Let's stop stabbing me with your hurtful thoughts and get our minds off of this.", Bill says. In a blink of an eye, the wounds that the sentences left vanished in an instant, the blonde was now clean of wounds and bloody confetti.

"Uhm.. Okay. But by doing what?"

"You're the dreamer, you think and I create."

"I want love."

"I can't exactly give you love Pinetree, it's something that happens naturally."

"Fine. I want to be in a reality where I'm not judged for who I am.", Dipper starts off. "I -uh - is it okay for me to rant?"

"Go ahead, that's what I'm here for."

"I feel like an outcast, you understand me. We hide behind things that make us happy - such as your magic and I hide behind smiles.", Dipper starts off. Bill nods, showing that he's listening to the brunette although he may have accidentally heard his messages from when he was at his statue. "I don't think I deserve to live, ya' know? I'm casted under so many shadows, I just get stepped on and treated like trash. It hurts, it really hurts. My own sister left me for popularity and hates me for being such a geek. Mom and dad, I drifted from them. Stan and Ford don't find me interesting, they try to make it look like they care about me but I know that deep down, they don't. It's always Mabel, 'Mabel' this and 'Mabel' that. I can see that she's their favourite, I'm not blind! I don't deserve love 'cause I know no one would ever love someone as pathetic and worthless as me. I don't deserve anything."

With every word and sentence that came out of the brunette's mouth, they were tinted with venom and sadness. You could hear how mentally and physically hurt he was, expressing emotions that he kept bottled up for so long were finally being let out.

Isn't that the greatest feeling in the world?

"Hey.. I'm sorry to hear that, I guess people do change over the years, especially the most kind-hearted ones.. I'm no good with affection but you seem like you need a hug.", Bill says, he opens up his arms and the brunette runs into him. "Wow, okay. It's alright Pinetree, I'm here. You're safe. You deserve to live. You'll find someone who'll love you for who you are. You're amazing just the way you are."

"Thank you Bill. That's the nicest thing someone's ever said to me in forever and it's weird coming from you, considering the fact that we're enemies..", the brunette mumbles, realizing how out of character the demon was.

"Emotions make you say and do a hell lot of things. If it makes you feel any better, how about we become friends?", Bill suggests. "We could forget about the past and start something new?"

"That'd be great. Thank you!"

"Anytime.", a moment of silence passes by and it was awkward. Bill, for some reason, enjoyed the feeling of the brunette in his arms. He felt as if he had to protect him, trap him in his own bubble and make him happy. Give Dipper everything that he didn't have.

The blonde looks up, realizing that his Pinetree was about to wake up. The imaginary world was crumpling and ripping like paper, fading away like dust, fading away like half of the Avengers. Bill continued to hug Dipper until there was nothing but darkness that surrounded the two.

"I'll see you tonight Pinetree.", the blonde whispers as his voice echos until nothing was left but silence.

For the first time in forever, Dipper Pines woke up, not drenched in sweat or tears.

He felt safe.