I was the first to get up in the morning. This being despite for the last couple of months I haven't been sleeping so much. Habitually, I prepared them breakfast, in a more peculiar way, I'll give them that. I slept in my old room, the one across the twins', while the three friends of mine crashed in their room, Pacifica sleeping with Dipper. While they were trying their hardest to get up from their lazy butts, pans and forks and knives and spoons were flying all over the kitchen, each carrying its own purpose and never leaving the chef's (that was me, for clarity) eye. Little did I know that I was being watched by quick curious eyes as I laid down my magic on the table.

„What's going on in here?" Mabel asked swiftly stepping in the kitchen in her jammies.

„Oh, you're up, I answered surprised. „Come, sit I am making breakfast.

Soon enough I saw her frightened glare as she threw her fork at something behind me... It was a floating plate with my signature scramble on it. In a glimpse she managed to knock it off and the dish was almost ruined, should I not stop it in midair using my known power of telekinesis.

"What is going on?" Mabel asked scared out of her mind.

"What do you mean?" I answered innocently knowing full well what she meant.

"How did you do that…"she mumbled looking at me as if I were some kind of monster.

"I think that I'd rather wait for the two lovebirds to wake up, because they could use a bit of a shocker themselves. In the meantime…" I cut myself short only to slowly come towards her, however Mabel recoiled and continued to gaze deep into my soul trying to find torment and sorrow buried deep beneath the surface. She was grasping at straws though, because I was literally the same guy, but she didn't see it. Now she was just sitting, rummaging through the food I made with a fork, visibly trying to avoid contact with me.

Two pairs of different footsteps, one heavy and swift, the other light, but drowsy were picked up by my ears. I think that could only mean that the new couple had awaken and was now slowly descending towards the dining room. They were completely unfazed by the floating kitchen ware, but I attribute that mostly to the sleep deprivation they have endured. Either way, I had an announcement to make…

"You all here and wide awake ?"I asked in a muffled tone.

"Pretty much, yes" Dipper answered while Pacifica yawned and leaned her head on Dipper's shoulder.

"That's an answer, I guess" I continued…

"Why? What gives?" Asked Mabel visibly disturbed of what was going on in here.

"Well, I think you're all wondering why am I being so secretive right?"

"It would be a start to unveiling somethings like… I don't know… HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?" Mabel blurted out.

"Fair enough. After the wonderful confrontation we all had with Bill, that I am certain you still remember. I died in the process as you know, but the thing is that it was because of a destiny bond. Should Bill ever be destroyed I shall go down with him, that was the deal. However, that was his end of the bargain… I had to die, but I could save for myself something else. I chose to perish from your minds as well, for I couldn't allow myself to see the sorrow in your eyes," I said while gently hugging Mabel. " Bill needs to answer to higher beings too. And they were not proud of his antics, so they gave me the upper hand. No one could undo a destiny bond, but they rewarded me with something else. I became an immortal ghost, doomed to roam the earth until revenge was sought… I wasn't powerless though. I could enter people's dreams and alter them as I seemed fit… I had telekinesis, so that I could interact with the physical world, but I chose not to…"

"Allow me to interrupt for a second," said Dipper. " How did me and Pacifica getting together qualifies as revenge?"

"It doesn't… But it's a selfless act and it surely counts much in the eyes of the universe. I have returned as my former self, only a little bit… empowered."

"Empowered?" Pacifica asked raising an eyebrow.

"Let me demonstrate it. Right now you're thinking of Dipper, right?"

"You're trying to read my mind, but I don't buy it. He's my boyfriend, of course I am thinking of him," she jumped defensively.

"However, you're thinking of a romantic ball, you're thinking of wearing that big pompous dress you've always dreamed of, you're thinking of how your prince walks down the stairs and takes your hand and you're thinking how you're alone and dancing, your bodies becoming one on the empty dance floor. Am I correct up until now?" I finished innocently.

Pacifica flushed different shades of red and finally nodded. It was true, but this wasn't the full extent of my power…

"Anything else you can do?" Asked Mabel annoyed.

"Well, apart from the floating pans, none that I know of… That was pretty much all that I wanted to tell you. Sorry for making such a big deal out of it…"

Silence had settled in on the dining table. That was mostly because I have chosen to tell them this important piece of news first thing in the morning… They didn't really flinch at this, so business went as usual with us. Dipper had a day off from working on the shack, so he went to his other work place so to speak. We were out in the forest in order to find ourselves a new critter. A journal entry read that there was a certain king of the forest lurking inside the woods and it is said to grant wisdom and knowledge to whomever manages to find him or catch him. We were set to find the mighty beast, but it was only to fill up the pages of the journal. Dipper was a cold stone, not even looking at me as he was setting the traps and tracing the majestic animal. It was some sort of deer, from the hoofprints it left, so we knew that it would smell us long before we saw it. The silence was uneasy, so I decided to break it:

"So… any luck finding our target?"

No answer, not even a reaction. I tried again, trying to be a little incisive…

"You can ignore me but I would like to know to know why, so I don't die a fool…"

"You know what you did…"

"I actually don't."

"You're playing dumb. Read my mind, see what I think and you may find out why…"he said disgust filling his tone.

"I want you to willingly tell me, then I will leave and stop bothering you…"

"If that's what it takes, then here goes. Why have you imposed your will over us only to live again…Why have you felt the need to just stick us together, like 2 salmon in a fishing boat? Did you stop to consider our feelings too?"

"Are you… for real? „I asked disappointment slowly sinking in. "Your feelings? You realize that I know everything that happened last year right? I am fully damn aware of your inner vibrations. I read the letters, opened the presents, spectated your dreams and most important saw the way you two were looking at each other. It was obvious, it was clear to both of you, should I say, but you were too scared. I just pushed a button to accelerate a seemingly endless process and Mabel helped out too."

"Also, this thing about Mabel. Why did you choose to leave her memory intact?"

"I didn't…"I said knowing full well what I did.

"Yes, you did and you know it, tell me why. For the entire time we were in school, I had to bear a depressed, completely devoid of personality Mabel. She was like a stuffed animal that ran away whenever you showed her affection. When I asked her anything she would just frown and dig her head in her fluffy arms. You sucked all the glee and joy from her… Why did you choose to harm the only person you…"He stopped.

"You want to know why?" I asked furious, unconsciously lifting the dirt around me. Dually noted. "Because I wanted her to still remember me… I wanted the only one I loved, since you have avoided the word, to keep me in mind… I could've saved her sanity, you were right, but I didn't just because I wanted to have something to swing back at should I return. It's selfish I know, but after I lost everything I had, I couldn't lose her… Sorry for the trouble I caused, but…"

"Oh," he sighed heavily. „I guess you had the rough end of it, after all. Selfishness is a two way street, I guess. I don't forgive you for what you did, but I am giving you a chance to redeem yourself. Let's see what you're doing tonight…"

"Tonight? What's tonight?" I asked slightly scared.

"You'll see" he answered coldly, continuing his mindless task. Needless to say, that we couldn't find a thing and the night has settled in rapidly. The darkness engulfed the forest, denying any sort of attempt to find a shy and intelligent elk. We had already returned home when strange lights have colored the clear black sky. It was a fair. It came into the town right before my resurrection, when I was oblivious to what was going on in the world. It was your average everyday child attraction that would come once a year only to entertain toddlers. However for some unknown reason, Pacifica wanted to go…By a lot, I mean that from the moment we have arrived she hadn't stopped praying us to come with her. I didn't think much of it, but I decided to come and so did Mabel, since she couldn't do anything home alone.

It was at around nine o'clock that we left for the evening show. However for whatever reason, none of them wore their usual outfit. They dressed up as if they were going to an important event…Even Mabel had a beautiful dress that reflected her personality. It had kittens knitted on it. Dipper and Pacifica had the same clothes they had on the night of that fateful party. Soon enough, the two lovebirds had split up from me and Mabel in order for them to enjoy each other's company far from our judgmental eyes. They left me time to catch up. However, it was as if I was walking alongside a complete stranger. She avoided my gaze and was staring at nothing, ignoring me completely. I tried to talk to her, but the second I tried opening my mouth, she saw me and immediately picked her pace up. This gimmick went on for a while, until she had stopped in front of the ferris wheel. She loved those, but now it was as if her mind was trying to figure out whether it was something good or not for her. She looked like a kid who was lost from her parents and was desperately trying to find the best way to reunite. Someone had to take an executive decision and it sure wasn't going to be Mabel.

"Do you want a ride?" I asked trying to avoid possible eye contact.

"I guess…" she answered looking down. "Let's see how it goes"

I went to the cashier and bought the two tickets, then proceeded to climb in. It had to be one of the biggest and slowest wheel ever. We were staying on opposite ends of the wheel, me looking at her, she looking at nothing in particular. I had to break the silence…

"You know, you've been awfully quiet all this time." I said with a smirk.

"I won't talk now then…"

"You just did."

"…"

That was all she said…for now. My mind was racing as we approached the summit of our journey. I just remembered, thankfully, the most cliché way of gaining attention and boost the romance factor. Stop the wheel. But I soon remembered that in movies, it wasn't the helpless lover who stopped it, but the mechanic who chose to just let the people who happened to be on top enjoy the view. It was a simple lever to be pulled and jammed, but I couldn't reach it. Silly me. I had powers now. With a simple gesture, I had stopped the slow drift.

Mabel didn't even flinch. But I continued to talk.

"Can you please tell me what's going on? I have returned to life for a day and it seems like I just destroyed the balance of the world. What's wrong?" I almost yelled. I folded all my cards so I had to hope for the best.

"Why did you do this?"

"Why did I do what… God, can you please be specific? You're all so…"I got interrupted.

"You have any idea how painful it was to relive the same events day after day? To be haunted by an image of a fallen hero who sacrificed his wellbeing for the others? Do you? Well let me tell you that this is what I have done for the last year. I grieved and wept and couldn't stop thinking about your deed and at first I had thought you had no choice, but now I found out. You may be asking yourself why the sudden mood change, am I right? Well it is the result of a night spent wide awake thinking about this whole charade and the result was not good for you. And by the way, Dipper told me about your little talk in the woods. So now I know the full extent of your selfishness. And to further aggravate everything, you came along thinking that nothing had ever happened…Now get me out of this carrousel, you damn… I can't even call you human anymore…" She had cleared her mind and throat at the same time. Now it was my turn…

"You think you were the only one in pain? You know, it is more painful to watch the agony of someone you love. I had to watch everything, because that was my curse. However I had kept guard of you even if you didn't know it… I stood by you on every single down you had… every bad grade, every anguish filled moment, every single tear. I tried to distract you from this, using the only power I knew I had. I infiltrated your dreams and made them exactly what you wanted, but I couldn't have known about your change, because all my emotions were destroyed. Loopholes you say? I still have memories of those events, so they now hurt as salt on wounds… I am sorry for what I did, I cannot express my apologies better than this, but…"

"But? Isn't this the great epilogue of your little story?"

"I still love you, Mabel…"

"I…I…I don't… Oh who am I kidding?" she screamed, jumping from her seat into my arms…

"Why did you have to pull out this scene?" I asked smiling.

"I had a lot of mixed feelings...Forgive me, please. I had a lot of anger and loneliness gathered up inside of me that beg for release. And since most of them were directed and or caused by you, you were the right punching bag."

"I see… Do you enjoy the view?" I asked trying to put as much distance between me and the danger zone I had created.

"I actually do, especially now that you're back from the grave. Why?"

"Just asking…"

That night, I could feel my heart beating for the first time in along time… Feeling her fuzzy head on my chest, wiping her sorrowful tears, just reminded me of how much pain I had caused. But I guess it all paid off. I…We have brought two people together and , with reciprocal help, have brought ourselves together as well. It was the last day of the fair. Fireworks were going off in the distance, but still close enough to be easily manipulated… They read one word. Love…

The cold has settled in nicely and this marked the near end of an amazing summer. It was the 10th of September now. Hard to believe am I right? When I first wrote this diary it was only the beginning…Tomorrow the twins will leave and I will join them to see their home town for the first time. Pacifica will come to visit too, I've heard. Perfect. I will work on a quicker way to visit so that the blonde doesn't have to travel 200 miles to reach her boyfriend.

I may have been dead, but you must perish to feel more alive.