"What are you three doing outside?" He asked, looking down at the three kids.
River frowned, "There's someone with the journals! They have all six, and... and..."
"... calm down, River. They can't do anything," He sighed, 'Hopefully, Anyway...'
River nodded, before they went inside.
Dipper stared down at the journal, reading it with his black light.
Ford came up behind him, "What are you reading?"
"Ah!" Dipper jumped in surprise, before he flipped to the first page and reread it, before giving the journal to Ford, so that he could read the message on the first page.
Ford nodded, before flipping to the table of contents on the back of the first page, "This'll be useful. You should thank WIll for giving it to you."
"He doesn't have to," Will spoke up, from the dark corner of the room.
Dipper frowned, "Were you there the entire time?"
"Yes, I was... I can be very quiet, you know..." Will smiled.
Ford sighed, "I'm not surprised you could be. Necessarily, you don't actually have to breathe, correct?"
"No," Will admitted, "but I'm sure you know that. I'm not exactly human, you know..."
Ford nodded, looking down at the journal, "When did you make this?"
"Mostly at night. Can't exactly sleep, you know..." Will sighed, "... Besides... if I could, I'd probably be having nightmares all the time."
Dipper looked up from the book, "What about... when talking to The Axolotl?"
"You mean Alex? Uh... it depends... either they show up here physically, or they ended up making us sleep and then talking to us..." Will frowned, "I haven't talked to them in forever, though..."
Dipper frowned, "Shouldn't you be, though? Since..."
"That... I'm not sure about," Will admitted.
Ford frowned, "Is there anything especially important in this journal we should know about?"
"I didn't say it on the first page, but... there IS one part of this book that you can share with Mabel..." Will sighed, grabbing the book, before going on the last page.
Dipper frowned, "That's the last page... What's so important on the last page?"
"s'lufeelG," He whispered, placing his hand on the middle of the page, before lifting his hand up, several thousands of pages suddenly appearing after the "last page".
Dipper gasped, "Woah. That's... a lot of pages. What are they?"
"... I'll let you read the first page of this part..." He sighed, giving Dipper the journal back.
Dipper nodded, beginning to read it, aloud so that Ford could hear as well, "I decided to start a diary, out of curiosity and boredom. I've seen a lot of humans do it, so... I've decided to do it too. It's been a while since Gold left me here... but Stanford Gleeful is really nice, and... I like him. Not, in a romantic way, of course... that's gross. Just... like I can trust him. As far as he knows, I'm a small kid... a small human child who's been abandoned his parents... That's far from the truth, of course. Sometimes I'll wake up at night, forceful sleeping, since he doesn't know exactly what I am. Anyway, when I do... I always just remember the same scene. A blue blaze... a grey place... and then black. Nothing. As if... the place had disappeared. That's not at all what happened, and I just hope that Gold'll come back to get me... but... I'm not so sure. I'll probably continue this... We'll see how long it'll take..."
"How long DID it take?" Ford asked.
He looked down, "28 years."
"That... doesn't exactly add up, you know..." Ford admitted, "If I was in the portal for 30 years, and before that, working with Bill for about 4 or 5 or so, then... it should have been 34 or 35 years..."
He laughed, "I'm not exactly good with numbers and the concept of time, you know... Besides... the time that I was away from Gold is probably much more than that."
"So... what exactly is in this?" Ford asked, looking at the two.
He sighed, "A lot... there's a lot of different things in there."
"So... wait... is there a lot of stuff that I don't know about in there?" Ford asked.
He smiled, "Sí."
"See? See or sea? What are you talking about?" Dipper asked, confused.
Ford laughed, "He's speaking Spanish, Dipper."
"What?" Dipper was still confused, "You mean the language?"
Ford nodded, "Sí."
"I... what are you saying?" Dipper asked.
He laughed, "Sí is yes, in Spanish."
"Oh. Ohhhh. Sorry... I didn't exactly get it at first..." Dipper sighed.
He smiled, "It's fine, Dipper. It's not your fault you didn't get it at first..."
"Anyway... I... was wondering something... are... things okay with you and Bill?" Dipper asked.
He looked down, "I... don't exactly know how to answer that."
"That's understandable. You know... I probably need to talk to a Fiddleford soon..." Ford admitted.
He frowned, "Fiddleford?"
"McGucket. He used to be a little... nuts, but... he's alright now." Dipper sighed, "He's also rich."
He bit his lip, "Could I meet him?"
"... Sure. Go get Bill, and you can both come with me now, and meet him," Ford sighed.
Ford looked up at the mansion that McGucket now lived in, as of nine or so years ago.
"Wow... this is his house?" WIll gasped, impressed.
He laughed, "It's a lot better than that garbage dump he used to live in."
"I suppose it is," Ford admitted, before knocking on the door.
McGucket opened the door, "Ah! Hello, Ford! What you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see how you are, and... these two wanted to meet you as well," Ford admitted, looking at the two.
McGucket nodded, looking at Will first and then at Bill, before he frowned, "Well... it's interesting, you know..."
"What is?" Ford asked.
McGucket whispered to Ford, "Isn't he supposed to be dead? Also... who's the kid?"
"Ah... yes, and... that Will," Ford smiled.
McGucket bit his lip, before holding his hand out to Will, "Well... I'm Fiddleford, but everyone calls me McGucket."
"Wha... why are you...?" Will asked, looking down at McGucket's held out hand, backing away.
He laughed, "Glasses doesn't bite, Blue. It's fine."
"... o-okay..." Will frowned, taking McGucket's hand, before slowly, and nervously, shaking it.
McGucket smiled, letting go of Will's hand, and looking over at Ford, "Anyhow... what are you doing here?"
"... well, first of all, I wanted to talk to you. See how you're doing," Ford smiled.
McGucket looked at Will, up and down, before looking over at Ford again, "Is something wrong with him? He... seems kind of shaky and really nervous. Some sort of trauma, I'm guessing?"
"I'm guessing it's trauma, and maybe abuse as well, but he doesn't necessarily talk about it," Ford admitted.
McGucket nodded, "I'd expect as much from someone who's had trauma and abuse. Ah, well... I could watch him for you, you know. Maybe see if I can figure out his problems."
"You're not watching him. I'm the only one who gets to watch him," He growled, guarding Will from McGucket.
Will frowned, "Billy... please... I'm willing to... let you figure out what's wrong with me..."
"Will..." He started.
Will shook his head, "I don't mind you being protective of me, but... still. I can last a few days without you."
"Fine. See how long you can last. Especially with that kid," He scowled, walking away.
McGucket sighed, "I don't want to know..."
"Yeah, probably not..." Ford sighed.
Will looked up at him, "You can go if you want, Ford."
"Alright. Bye Fiddleford, bye Will," Ford smiled, walking away from them.
McGucket looked down at him, "Come on, buddy, it'll be fine. It'll only be for a few days, then you can go back to your friend."
"... my... friend?" Will asked.
McGucket nodded, "Yeah. Bill's your friend, isn't he?"
"... actually... he's my older brother..." Will looked down, already guessing how Fiddleford was going to react.
McGucket sighed, "Ah, I see. Alright then, come inside now, Will. We have a few things to talk about."
"Why do I have to go back to the unicorn place with you?" Mabel asked.
He sighed, "Because Ford needs some more. Besides, since it's from 9 or so years ago, it won't have the same effect as it did back then."
"Why do I have to go?" Mabel asked.
He tried smile, before lying, "Again, the pure of heart scam."
"Oh. Okay..." Mabel sighed, as the doors swung open to reveal the unicorn's palace.
Celestiabellebethabelle stared at them, "More visitors to my realm of enchantment!"
"Can it, unicorn. Just give us some of your hair, and then we'll leave," He mumbled, starting to cough.
Mabel frowned, looking at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." He assured her, before coughing more, then sighing, "It's just the unicorn hair. It's nothing. I'll be fine."
Mabel looked over at Celestiabellebethabelle, "Please give us some of your hair! It'll help us!"
"What's wrong with your friend? Is he allergic to my hair? ... or..." She stopped, "... oh... I'm sorry... I didn't..."
He sighed, continuing to cough, "It's not your fault."
"I know. Come here, dear. I'll let you cut some of my hair, and then you can take him out of here. He doesn't need to be catching Unicorn Fever," She frowned.
Mabel nodded, going forward, "Why are you being nice?"
"That is up for him to tell you. I've already heard from the gnomes about what's happening. I assume that Will isn't taking it well?" She asked.
He nodded, even though he kept coughing, saying before he went outside, "No, he isn't. Shooting Star, I'll be outside."
"Wait... you know about Will?" Mabel asked, confused.
She nodded, "The gnomes have been spreading the word about what's happening."
"What word? What's happening?" Mabel asked, confused.
She sighed, "That's for him to decide to tell you. You can go now."
"Thank you...?" Mabel frowned, walking out of the unicorn palace.
Aurora smiled, going down into the lab. She was holding a bowl of soup in her hands, as she walked towards the cage.
"Hello, Princess."