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Dipper and Mabel were inside the living room, sitting on the floor, a re-run episode of Ducktective was on tv. Although, the twins attention wasn't on the tv, it was mainly on their own thoughts. They were thinking similar questions about what they had seen, but they didn't bother to share conversations.
"Maybe," Dipper started, finally breaking the silence. Mabel turned to her brother.
Dipper sighed. "Maybe.. We shouldn't tell Grunkle stan.." He suggested.
Mabel raised an eyebrow. "Why not? It seems like a better plan than keeping quiet."
Dipper shook his head. "I feel like telling Stan would be worse. Whatever Bill was doing down there, there must be a reason why." Dipper rubbed his hands together in thought.
"I don't know, Dipper. wouldn't Stan know what to do? I'm sure he could help us out here." Mabel questioned as she spoke. Dipper just shook his head, hanging it for a moment. His hat fell off his head, and he adjusted it back on. He put it on the correct way and then remembered the net he had lost. He sighed and put it back on, Dippy-fresh style.
"Maybe," Dipper started once again, breaking another wave of silence between the twins. Agin, Mabel looked at her brother as he stood up, slowly.
"Maybe Ford is doing research?" Mabel tried. Dipper held a faint glare at the ground. "Maybe Ford has been hiding this from us." Dipper theorized.
Mabel chuckled, trying to brighten the mood. "We know that already, Dip-dop. If he wasn't trying to hide it, Grunkle Ford would have told us and Stan about Bill." Dipper rose up and shook his head. "Unless... " super continued.
"Unless?" Mabel questioned. " maybe Ford hid Bill from us, and only us. " He thought. "Maybe Grunkle Stan already knows about it! " Dipper exclaimed, raising his voice.
"And after all this time," Dipper continued, not bothering to interact with anyone. "After all this time, Great uncle Ford still doesn't think I'm capable?" Dipper said, fists clenched. "What..." He continued, hanging his head a bit. He shot his head back up as he exclaimed, "What have I been doing wrong?" Dipper asked himself, glaring and furiously punching the wall. Mabel jumped at the loud bang! the wall made as it cracked slightly. He
Dipper stepped back in remorse. He held his hand up near his eyes, holding his wrist worth the other. Mabel rose up and put her hand on her brothers back.
"Hey," Mabel started , running circles on Dippers back. "I'm sure Grunkle Ford has a reason for all of this." She tried. Dipper hung his head and left the room, going outside towards the gift shop.
"Wait!" Mabel exclaimed, following along with her brother. The female twin caught up to Dipper, and the two went inside.
Soos was still working at the shack, sweeping the floor.
"Hey, dudes!" He greeted, as he put the broom behind the cashier counter. Mabel waved and smiled.
"Should we go talk to Grunkle Ford about it?" Mabel asked. Dipper nodded, without having to say a word. The twins made their way to the vending machine.
"Um..." Mabel started, stopping Dipper from punching in the code. " won't Ford get mad that were down in the basement without him knowing. Dipper glared and turned to his sister.
"Mabel!" Dipper exclaimed. " do you want to find out what is going on down there or not?" Not waiting for a response, he turned towards the vending machine and punched in the code. Mabel sighed, but followed her brother as he made his way towards the elevator from down the stairs. She knew this was a bad idea.
Lucky for them, the elevator as somewhat quiet. When the elevator made its way down, opening the door for the twins to get out, they saw their uncle in a chair, writing.
Mabel took a step out of the elevator, hesitantly calling their Great uncles name. "Grunkle Ford?" She started , causing Ford to t run around in his chair.
"Mabel? What is it you need?" He questioned, taking his eyes off his work. He put down his pen and twins moved closer, relieved that their uncle wasn't upset.
"I...we...have a question. " she stated. Ford nodded his head, motioning for her to continue. "Why..." good she started, afraid to even ask the question. 'Why is Bill here? And... for how long? " she asked. Dipper stepped forward beside his sister.
"Yeah, no more secrets great uncle Ford. What is going on?" Dipper questioned.
"Why is Bill down here with you? How long has he been here? What's going on?" Mabel asked, all in a rush.
Ford put a hand through his hair and chuckled a bit. He stood up from his chair, walking towards his niece. He kneeled beside her, matching her height, and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Calm down, Mabel. There's no need to rush with your words." He commented. Both the twins looked at Ford, not responding back to his comment, but eagerly waiting for an answer.
Ford looked at his nephew, and back at his niece. "Well," He started, causing the twins to widen their eyes. Ford was careful with his words, and what he would say. "Are you both sure you know what you saw?" He questioned.
The twins both nodded, still not saying a word. Dipper put his hands in his short pockets and Mabel folded her arms. Ford adjusted his glasses and looked at Dipper.
"Dipper," Stanford started. The boy took a step forward, standing side-by-side with Mabel. "What did you see?" Ford questioned.
Dipper looked around the room, looking for the man he had seen the other day. "Great uncle Ford, there was a man in here just a couple of hours ago. But..." He continued. Ford raised an eyebrow and kept eye contact with his nephew. Ford had read (And experienced) That if you keep staring at someone without looking away, they will be more likely to say what you want to hear just to get out of the awkward situation of eye contact. The only problem was, Ford didn't know what kind of answer he wanted, or what he wanted to hear. But, he decided not to share that bit with Dipper and Mabel.
The young boy cleared his throat after a moment of silence. "It wasn't just a man," Dipper stated, causing Ford to silently panic in his mind. Ford nodded his head, encouraging Dipper to continue on.
"It was.." Dipper continued, silently gaining suspense in Ford's mind.
Dipper closed his eyes and sighed. "It was Bill." He stated. Ford's hands fell to his sides. What was he supposed to say to that?
"Dipper, my boy. Are you sure it was Bill that you saw?" Ford asked, trying to confuse the boy. The plan backfired when Dipper nodded quickly after.
"Yes, great uncle Ford. It was Bill. I know those eyes anywhere!" Dipper stated again, raising his voice.
What was Ford supposed to do now? He had no ideas on how to respond to his nephew.
Mabel looked at her brother, then at Ford. "Dipper is right, Grunkle Ford." Mabel supported. Ford turned his head back at the brunette.
Oh no, Ford thought to himself. They both saw him.
"He had eyes just like Dipper's. Well, when Bill used Dipper's body as a puppet at my sock opera." Mabel said, trying not to sound confusing. "Like 'Bipper'."
Ford began to chuckle. The twins both raised an eyebrow. What was so funny? The twins watched Ford laugh as he stood up. "You've got it all wrong, sweetie." He tried. Mabel tilted her head to the side of her shoulder.
"That couldn't have been Bill you saw, that was just an old friend stopping by for a visit." Ford tried. Dipper folded his arms, not exactly buying the story.
"You see," Ford continued. "Those eyes you saw were a special type of contact lenses I have been working on. It lets you see more than the average object. It helps you to see textures easier. I figured something like that would be useful in case of magic. Just like everything else, magic has textures in some way, so I figured these new contact lenses would assist with my research, so I could create magic formulas easier."
The twins both took a step back, processing the information. Dipper nodded slowly, and so did Mabel until something hit her.
"Then why was the man so afraid?" She asked. Ford also took a step back. I almost got away with that! He thought to himself.
Ford smiled down at the brunette. "Let's just say he doesn't like socializing without notice." He tried. Mabel nodded, convinced. Her eyes got big again, as Ford tried to walk away, hoping not to show his 'bluffing' face.
"Wait!" She exclaimed. Stanford turned back around in surprise. He put his hands in his coat pocket. "Yes, Mabel?" He asked, hoping the twins would leave before they broke his lie.
"The man..." Mabel started. The room went quiet for a moment. There was a short moment of silence where you could hear a tack drop. Mabel pointed her finger at Ford in suspicion, causing him to take yet another step back.
"The man.." She started again. "He... He called you 'Sixer'!" Mabel exclaimed, raising her voice as she spoke. Ford cringed for split second, and Dippers eyes got big.
"Mabel is right!" Dipper exclaimed. "What's going on, great uncle Ford?" He questioned.
Ford took off his glasses and cleaned his glasses on his maroon turtleneck, hoping to stall and give him a small bit of time for a comeback. As he had hoped for, he came up with one last, desperate idea.
"What has gotten into you kids?" He asked, causing the twins to make looks of confusion. Ford sighed. "Has Stan been feeding you cookies at breakfast again?" He questioned, annoyed. Mabel nodded slowly, admittingly, and Dipper nudged her in the arm, causing her to hold her arm with her other hand.
Ford sighed. "You two should go back upstairs and make some salad." He suggested. The twins looked at each other and shrugged.
"Well?" Ford pushed with his words. The twins nodded, and made their way to the elevator.
They were quick to press the button to go up, and when the door to the elevator had closed, Ford collapsed in his chair, obnoxiously sighing in relief.
Inside the elevator, the twins looked at each other and nodded. They knew Ford was bluffing. they could see it, they could tell something was going on.
"Do you think we should tell Stan now?" Mabel asked Dipper. Her brother sighed and nodded. "I think." He answered.
When the elevator opened, the twins rushed up the stairs and out of the vending machine.
Down in the underground lab, Ford was running hands through his hair, frustrated. Had the twins actually believed his bluffing? Did they know he was lying?
Bill had snuck up behind the chair that Ford sat in. He had crawled out from under the desk and pushed the chair forward a bit, causing Ford to exclaim in alarm and jump up, turning around. He glared at the demon that was close by, hardly being able to stand, as he fell to the ground, laughing.
"You have got to stop doing that." Ford commented. Bill laughed, and brought himself to sit on the floor, trying to control his laughter.
"You're fun to annoy." Bill admitted. Ford rolled his eyes and folded his arms.
"Also," Bill added. "You're horrible at lying, sixer."
Ford sighed. "You know I'm bad at bluffing. What did you expect?" He asked.
The demon shrugged. "I just figured you could pull something convincing enough together."
"The twins left, didn't they?" Ford defended.
Bill sighed. "Sixer, sixer." He taunted. Ford raised an eyebrow as Bill stood up and leaned on the desk, pointing towards a monitor. Ford turned to his side, seeing that Bill was pointing to one of the cameras that were inside the shack. The two walked over, and Fords eyes got big.
This is bad. Was all Stanford could say to himself.
"Do you see that sixer?" Bill asked, not looking for an answer. "They may have left, but they left to go find your brother." He stated, pointing at the camera once more before folding his arms. He looked at Ford as the human looked up at the monitor, not sure of what to do now.
Yes. This was, indeed, bad.
There's the end of this chapter! I hope you guys liked how this turned out. What will the twins say to Stan? Does Stan know anything already? What is Ford supposed to do, now? And why do I sound like one of those fancy-pants TV hosts before a commercial break?
Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z!
Just kidding!
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, it was mostly dialog, and i'm sorry if it wasn't too detailed. I will try to work on that! New chapter up soon!
HAHA! Cliffhanger! This chapter is a bit shorter than I intended, but I wanted to get a chapter posted for you guys.
I hope you're enjoying the story so far! I'm always hoping to make it interesting enough to read, so if you have any ideas, they are always welcome! I just want your honest opinion, and I'm extremely grateful I have people actually reading my stuff. Thank you for reading! New chapter in a few days (:
