"Dipping Sauce, we're gonna be late!" Mabel called from the car. Stan leaned on the horn, and Dipper sighed. He poked his head out of the upstairs window and shouted down at them.

"I'm not going guys, remember! Great Uncle Ford wants me to go find a Bluecap."

"Oh yeah," Stan grumbled. He turned to Ford, who was in the car with them. "Why don't you go find those Blue thingies yourself?"

"The boy needs experience," Ford explained. "And it's been a while since I've been to an arcade." Stan grinned at that.

"There's one game I'm sure you'll be great at. It's called 'Insert Token'." Ford was about to comment on the name, but Stan chose that moment to floor the gas. Mabel waved at Dipper through the back window, and they were gone. Turning away, Dipper crawled down from the window ledge.

"I've never seen one of these guys before…" he said looking over the journal entry. It contained a rough sketch of a Bluecap from a distance, and a few notes gained from the library. According to reports, all sightings had been by mines, and they are said to bring good luck to people working in them. His plan was to go to the old church they had destroyed a while ago, and see if there were any still around.

After making sure he had everything he needed, he marched out the door. During the cancellation of Weirdmaggedon, everything had been restored. The birds in the forest had been seemingly unaffected, and their song floated around him. The path he was walking on veered south, towards town, but he disregarded it. Now he was heading into the middle of the woods. If he hadn't been there so many times before, he might have been nervous. Even scared. But he'd walked in these woods so many times doing it alone was no sweat.

The old church, and the mine shaft it covered, was not far away. After navigating through the trees, Dipper came across a road. He followed it and was shocked at where he ended up. He was at the old church, but it wasn't how they had left it. In fact, it looked brand new. The structure stood tall and proud, like a lighthouse in the forest, and Dipper was trying to figure out how it could have been fixed. With some thought, he concluded it was probably a side effect of Weirdmaggedon. Hopefully that's all it was.

A quick scan of the area showed no sign of any Bluecaps. In a slow and methodical fashion he began to move away from the church. He had pulled journal three out and was reading it while walking.

"Mine shaft… check. Gravity Falls weirdness… check. Blue floating fairies… Not yet." He was so engrossed in the book he didn't notice the break in the trees ahead. He looked up when sun started streaming onto the page. His reaction was immediate. In a flailing of limbs he was trembling behind a log. The thing that had caused such a reaction was sitting in the middle of a clearing. It was a thin and wide triangle of stone, with an outstretched arm, a top hat, and a bowtie. The last time Dipper had seen it he had been seconds away from losing Mabel. After confirming the same wasn't about to happen now, he came out. He crept toward it cautiously, placing each foot slowly and carefully.
"B-Bill?" he whispered to the statue. "I thought you were dead…" The statute stood at about his height, and he could inspect it without looking up or down too much. He noticed a bird's nest resting on the top of the hat, and he smirked. "Looks like the master of unfair deals isn't so high and mighty any more." He reached his hand out and poked the eye. In the moment flesh touched stone, something familiar happened. The world around him seemed to fall away, and Dipper was standing in a forest. His past experiences told him that while this forest looked the exact same, it's grey hue and silence meant it was the Mindscape. He braced himself for the worst, and he wasn't disappointed.

"Piiiiine Treeeeee," a quiet voice echoed. He tensed, knowing exactly who it was.

"Show yourself Bill! I don't want to play any of your games!" The one eyed triangle materialized above Dipper. A Band-Aid covered his side, and his eye looked somewhat damaged.

"Hey there Pine Tree, never thought I'd see your face again!" He tried lowering himself to the ground, but descended too quickly and embeded a corner into the colorless dirt. "If you haven't noticed, your old man Stanley's sacrifice actually did something." His small arms struggled to get him out. "Hey, instead of standing there acting all aggressive, do ya think you could help me out?" His hand reached out, much like the statue in real life.

"Not in a million years Cipher," Dipper scoffed. Bill sighed.

"So you've grown a few brain cells. Don't let them get to your HEAD." He glowed red for a second and rose back up into the air. A whine of pain accompanied the action. "It'll be literally ages before I'm back to normal."

"As if that's going to happen again." A determined look passed over Dipper's face. "We've beaten you once, we can do it again!"

"Or your great great great great great grandchildren! As long as the statue of me continues to exist, I'll always be here."

"In your dreams, Bill. Literally!"

"Hahaha! I like your spirit, but there's nothing you can do. Ever since your sister made that teensy tiny little screw-up, I've been forever integrated in your fleshbag universe!" Bill glanced at his wrist, which had a cracked watch. "Welp, looks like my times up. It's not easy infiltrating the mindscape from here." Dipper waved.

"It's been terrible knowing you Bill!" he called before jerking awake. His hand was still pressed against the statue, and he impulsively pulled it away. "Now, what to do with this…" he hummed. After walking around it a couple times, he tried lifting it. It didn't move. After considering bringing the manotoaurs over (they'd probably recognize the statue and do something stupid with it), he decided to check the journal. There was a small section at the back which contained various spells. Tracing the pages with his finger, he settled on the "Spell of Oblivinization". It was a simple setup: assorted stones arranged in a pentagram around the object to erase. The needed stones could be found in the surrounding forest, and a bit of scavenging was all it took.

The statue stared at him menacingly as he set up the ritual. After scratching in the star with a stick, he sat down. He started chanting the written incantation. It flowed out of his mouth like a stream, coming almost faster than he could read them. Bill's figure began glowing, and Dipper swore he could hear a faint yelling. His brows furrowing, he continued. It was when he articulated the final syllable that things started really happening. The stones he had set up started spinning in a circle, and the star he had etched into the ground had somehow risen into the air. A rippling feeling in the air flowed past him, and the statue was gone. Along with it a circular chunk of dirt had been removed. Dipper smiled and got up.

"Looks like that's the end of you, Bill," he spoke to the hole. Clutching the journal to his chest, he started walking back to the Shack. That had been enough excitement for one day.

AN

So I thought that with Dipper's I'd shake things up a bit. If I didn't do it after Weirdmaggedon, I probably would have written it after Sock Opera. Of course, that visit would consist entirely of Dipper saying "Screw off Bill", and Bill saying "AW, COME OOOON".

Now, as for doing Wendy next, unfortunately, she's in the character list. That means I can't slip a chapter of her in because I'll be doing her later.

Next chapter, the Dipper clones 3 and 4! People seem pretty enthusiastic about them, so I'll figure something out ;).