Bill set the sleeping girl...Demon in her bed. Things were going beautifully. Everything was falling into place. Shooting Star would be a good addition to the team, he had no doubt that she would relish in her new powers

Bill glanced at her, he could sense the power starting to radiate from her, as he left the room he felt the familiar pull of the summon, Stepping through the portal he appeared before the pair in the same clearing as Gideon had summoned him before. Bill laughed, "Well if it isn't Pine Tree and Fez. Where's old Sixer?" he looked around the clearing, it was strange his old friend hadn't come.

"He's not here Bill! Now, where's my sister!? I want to see her" Dipper looked ready to kill him and Bill found that particularly amusing.

"Shooting Star is a bit preoccupied at the moment so she won't be joining us." He let their imaginations go rampant as he circled around the pair, "So you summoned me to try and get her back...That won't be happening, we have a deal.

"We aren't asking, we're demanding, we'll make a deal. Whatever you want." Stan said.

"Look. I appreciate the effort but right now you have nothing. Besides, she might now want to come back to the shack. You know, I watch you guys, after defeating me twice you're intriguing and Shooting Star. Well, she chose to trust you Fez, and now Sixer is back. But I started noticing a trend." He pointed at Dipper, "You chose The Author over and over again. You stopped chosing her."

"I didn't stop choosing her." Dipper tried to defend.

"You did but that's not the point. She chose you when she accepted my deal. Now she's staying with me, hey if it's any consolation at least she's not alone now." he floated away from the pair, "Now, if that's all" He disappeared with one last laugh.

Mabel groaned as her eyes fluttered open. Images kept flashing across her mind, things places and people she had never seen, voices echoed through her head. Mabel pulled her knees close and ducked inside her sweater, "Make it go away." she mumbled.

"The images will pass Shooting Star" Bill said hovering over her, "Probably should have warned you" He shrugged.

She took shaky breaths, "What did you do to me?"

"I fulfilled my end of the deal, you wanted more power so I turned you into a dream demon like me." Bill said simply, "The way you were able to create things today, it didn't take much to change you. You'll grow to love it."

She growled, "A bit of warning could have been nice." It was strange to think she was exactly like him, but she didn't hate it...Or well she didn't' think she did. She had more power, she was stronger.

"Aww, but why would I do that? It takes the fun out of it. Now, come on Shooting Star, out of sweater town and take a look at your new self."

She pulled herself out of the sweater and stepped onto the floor...or well tried to, she hovered a couple inches above the floor, "Oh my God." she whispered floating over to the mirror and freezing as she beheld herself. She looked mostly the same, still human, still wearing her adorable sweater. But her eyes were purple and she glowed purple as well.

"How do you feel Shooting Star?"

"I don't know." She touched her face, "Everything is so…" She trailed off.

"Magnified?" Bill asked.

She nodded silently.

"That's how it works, you can see everything, know everything. It's going to take a lot of training." He got close, "Why do you think I'm insane? So Shooting Star, where do you want to start?"

"I want to see my brother. I saw that he summoned you. I need to talk to him." She could feel the power thrumming through her veins, pushing towards the surface.

"You want to see your brother, alright fine. But I'm a nice guy" She gave him a look, "I don't want you to try and kill me so I'm going to tell you honestly. If you enter his mind you will destroy him and as entertaining as that would be."Mabel shot him a look, "you wouldn't appreciate it. So we'll train." Give it a few days Shooting Star, things will change. You will change. If he had a mouth he'd smirk, trust me Shooting Star, I'm your only hope. He led her down the Hallway, holding her steady.

Mabel nodded watching him carefully as if trying to pull the thoughts from him. She allowed to be led back into the living room, "So, uh...what are you going to teach me.

"Control, how to hone your powers and the like" Bill said waving his hand, "You're taking the power of a bomb and fashioning it into a dagger."

She glared at him, "That sounds like a bunch of baloney to me but if it's the only way to see my brother then how do I do it."

Bill shrugged, "You just do, but until you control your powers you don't get to see your brother." he was baiting her, he wanted her temper to flare

Mabel clenched her fists, feeling ripples of magic travel across her skin, lashing out at the triangle who quickly moved out of the way, "See, you have no control. Take a deep breath, apparently, that's supposed to work… Or think of calming things like your pig" He just needed to keep her busy for a few days, then it wouldn't matter.

Mabel was trying to figure Bill. What was he planning?Clearly something was up. She couldn't get any information though. Perhaps she needed more practice.

And so they trained, he trained her in control, how to keep her powers at bay when she was mad (Unless Bill said, you wanted to let them out). Bill taught her how to 'hone' her powers as he said. She was no longer bombarded with images of places she'd never been, people she'd never met. After she had learned to control her powers (For the most part) he showed her how to move in and out of the dreamscape. He started teaching her how to make deals, most people who called upon a demon were desperate, keep what you want vague and they'll agree without a second thought.

Every minute made pulling the powers easier, and she felt every minute. She felt the disconnect between her and time.

"You're immortal Shooting Star," Bill said, "being a demon means you're aware of time in a way you weren't as a human. Time may not affect you. But time is important. You can't forget that Shooting Star."

She nodded, eyes glinting, "I won't."

Bill watched her change as the days went on, for the most part, she was still Shooting Star. Still bubbly, spontaneous and eccentric, but she was a demon and with each hour that passed her empathy, her ability to care faded. It was quite a show to watch. She was loyal to him. She had said that much, shown it too. He knew that when the time came she would choose him over her family. Over anyone else.

Mabel had noticed the change, how little she cared about anything outside of her wants or needs. She wanted to have fun, so she had fun. Not only that but she was told everything, Bill didn't keep things from her. He told her his plan, and how she played in it. Mabel was determined to help him.

"We need to get those journals Shooting Star. No point in destroying the rift if they can still stop me." He paused, "Stop us. But there's no way Pine Tree and Sixer will give those up willingly.

Mabel moved closer, watching her brother and uncle pour over the journals, "I could go back to my body." She suggested, "let everything settle back to normal. Prove to them I can be useful even more now that I'm a demon. Then I can grab the journals and the rift."

"That could work. Once you figure out where they're keeping them anyways." He said, "Alright Shooting Star, you work on that while I start getting things set up" He opened the portal, "Have fun." He said as she left.

Mabel floated to her bed, touching her arm and sinking inside. She woke up with a start and wobbled over to Dipper, she'd have to get used to walking again, "Hey Bro Bro. Wake up."

"What?" Dipper mumbled sleepily, "Mabel? MABEL! You're back?!" He hugged her tightly, "How? Bill said you made a deal to keep me safe, he wouldn't let us make one to get you back. He said we didn't have anything he wanted."

"Dipper, take a breath," She said hugging him back, "I'm back, Bill said I had to go with him, he didn't say for how long" She let out some tears, "I wish I was smart enough to have figured it out sooner."

"Sooner, you're back now, it doesn't matter" he pulled away and looked at her, "Mabel your eyes. Did Bill do this?"

She nodded "It was horrible Dipper...I felt like I was being burned alive. I couldn't move. I could hardly breathe" She shook,and she felt Dippers arms tighten around her again. "Let's go wake up our Grunkles.I'll get Stan."

"I'll get Ford." he headed for the stairs, holding onto her hand "We will fix this Mabel."

"I know." she smiled slightly and followed him, that was easier than she expected, Trust no one Dipper. Including me.