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Leo was burning. Screaming. He watched as his very essence disappeared. His own sanity crumbled. Leo clutched his head. Too much. He was seeing too much.

He needed to run. Get away from everything. Run away as far as he could.

But Bill stopped him.

"WOAH! KID! WHERE YOU GOIN'? WE DIDN'T FINISH OUR PARTY YET!"

"G-Get away from me, B-Bill! We defeated you!"

"MAYBE. BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONE! I'LL BE BACK, KID. AFTER I TAKE OVER GRAVITY FALLS, YOU'LL BE NEXT. I HAVE A GOOD IDEA OF WHERE I'LL PUT YOU. IN MY OWN PERSONAL COLLECTION OF ENTERTAINMENT DEVICES. RIGHT BETWEEN PINE TREE AND SIXER! THEN IT'LL BE PARTY ALL THE TIME!"

"Y-you're crazy!"

"I'VE BEEN CRAZY FOR A LONG TIME, SPARKS."

Leo tried to run, but Bill just appeared right in front of him. "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME, SPARKS. YOU CAN'T RUN FROM YOUR OWN MIND."

A thousand images flashed through Bill's body. Everything was on fire. He hated fire. He needed to run. But there was no escape. Leo couldn't run from himself. He couldn't escape his own mind. Everything was too much. Too much.

He screamed.

/o\ /o\ /o\ /o\ /o\ /o\ /o\ /o\ /o\

Leo woke up, screaming. His forehead was beaded in sweat. The covers below him were wrapped around his body, like serpents around their prey.

Leo held his mind, trying to erase the images Bill had branded into his brain. They were too much.

Everyone burst in. "Leo, what happened?"

He shook his head. They couldn't see him like this. "I'm f-f-fine. Just a nightmare."

"Are you sure—"

"GET OUT!"

Everyone was surprised at Leo's outburst, even Leo. He shook like a leaf and buried his head in his hands, "I'm sorry… I'm s-sorry… just get out. Pl-please."

They all slowly filed out. "C'mon," they whispered, "Leo needs alone time."

Soon, they were all out. Except for Mabel. She stayed behind. She climbed onto Leo's bed slowly. "It's okay, Leo," she whispered, "Listen to me. I want you to breathe slowly, okay? Focus on my voice. Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out."

Leo focused on Mabel's voice. Yes. Breathing was good. Basic fundamental need. A simple thing in life. Unlike the thirteenth sense or the taste of colors.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Leo felt his heart slow down. His breaths turned normal. His mind stopped spinning.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Mabel smiled, "Good. Now, I want you to look into my eyes, okay Leo? Look into my eyes and breathe. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out."

Leo slowly raised his head from the blank covers and stared into Mabel's eyes. Brown eyes. He knew the origin of eyes. He also knew over six billion ways to get the color brown. There were lots of other colors besides brown. Green, purple, hazel, beige, ultra-violet…

Mabel saw Leo's face begin to contort in panic. She grabbed Leo's hand, "Stop thinking about that. Focus only on me. Focus on breathing. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out."

He brought his mind back to Earth. He only focused on breathing. And the color brown. And Mabel's voice.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

"Now I want you to feel the wall. Touch the wall. Keep breathing. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out."

Leo slowly inched his hand up to the wall behind him. It was cool. Luke-warm. He knew the exact temperature of the room. He knew exactly what the wall was made of. Down to the last atom. Leo stopped himself from thinking like that. Just focus on breathing, Mabel, and the wall.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

"Do you feel the wall? Good. Now I want you to hold out your hands. Touch your pointy finger to your thumb."

Leo did that.

"Now touch you middle finger to your thumb. Remember to breathe. Breathe in. Breathe out."

Leo touched his middle fingers to his thumbs. He kept breathing.

"Now your ring finger."

Breathe in.

"Now your pinkies."

Breathe out.

Mabel smiled, "Do you feel better?"

Leo tried to think of the memories. He couldn't. His mind has shrunk back down to normal human size now. "H-how did you do that?"

Mabel shrugged, "Bill did it once or twice with Dipper. And Grunkle Ford. I learned a thing or two."

"You learned it all by yourself?"

"Well… once we had a first-aid class. Dipper's nightmares seemed like panic attacks to me. So I just told him to breathe. But as soon as he stopped he started to freak out again and the only way he could describe it was 'my mind is exploding'. So I just figured, if you stop panic attacks by focusing on simple things like breathing, then you just need to do other simple stuff to stop exploding attacks!" she beamed, "Did it work on you?"

Leo nodded slowly, "Yes… thank you Mabel."

She did a fist pump, "Yay! I discovered a cure, Grunkle Stan!"

"Is it sellable?" Grunkle Stan yelled back.

"Nope! My knowledge is free to the world!"

"Then don't bother me."

Mabel laughed and Leo chuckled. She then turned very serious, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Your nightmare."

Leo shifted nervously, "Y-you don't want to h-hear my nightmares, kid."

She jumped off the bed and onto an overstuffed seat at the corner of the room, "Sure I do! I'm the therapist!"

"The what?"

Mabel turned toward him to reveal a notepad, pencil, and a fake mustache under her nose, "So, tell me, Leo. What has been bothering you?"

Leo laughed at the sight, but decided to play along. It was certainly better than sitting alone with his thoughts, "Oh, you know. The usual stuff. Possession, the fate of the world, doomsday, demonic nachos, nightmares, the Queen of Potty Sludge, stress. I'm sure you can relate."

Mabel nodded, trying to look serious as she jotted down a few notes, "Oh, yes. I have a few other clients dealing with the same issues. It's surprisingly common."

Leo laughed, "'Specially when those people are us."

"Is there anything else bugging you, Mr. Leo?"

"Well, Bill has been giving me n-nightmares for the past few days now."

"Yes, yes. A common occurrence. I am lead to believe everyone here has experienced at least one nightmare from Bill. Even my poor Waddles!" she gasped dramatically. But then cleared her throat and reverted back to her very serious and 'manly' voice, "Anything else you wish to say? Unload your burdens here so I can carry them… or whatever. Did I quote that right?"

Leo shrugged, not quite knowing what quote she was talking about. "Well, there has been one last thing I've been wanting to talk about."

"Go on, Mr. Valdez."

"I want to say sorry."

Mabel's mustache fell off, "Wh-what?"

"It has come to my attention that I may or may have not tried to kill you a few days ago. And I just want to say sorry."

"Awww, you don't have to say sorry for that, dumb-dumb! You did the right thing in the end!"

Leo shook his head, "I have a feeling it's been bugging you a lot more than you're letting on."

Her smile fell, "Well… sorta'. But I don't blame you. It's Bill who has given me those nightmares."

Leo winced. He didn't want to be the cause of nightmares, "I just wish I don't scare you as much as I do."

Mabel didn't deny this. Leo did scare her from time to time. Like when he walks into a room without anybody knowing and startles everyone. Or snaps at his friends. But not in the normal way. Sometimes, she thinks she sees a feint yellow glow in his eye. Or an evil grin. Mabel then had an idea.

"Oh! I know!" she climbed on top the bed again and pushed Leo down.

"Hey! What the—"

She used her fingers to spread out Leo's eyelids, and stared into them closely for a good ten seconds. Leo shifted nervously, "Is this physical contact really necessary?"

"Almost done," she whispered.

Another ten seconds, and she jumped up, "Done!"

He blinked a few times and rubbed them, "What the Hades was that for?"

"Now I know you're not Bill!"

"Huh? Wh-what do you mean? Of course I'm not Bill."

"Well, duh. But now I'm sure. So, every time I get scared, I'll just remember about your eyes, and I'll know that you're not Bill!"

Leo could see the phycology in that. He felt his mind wander away slightly on the human brain functions but forced it back. He will figure this out with a Leo-Mind, not a Demon-Mind.

"So… basically, all that happens is that you know now for sure."

"Yep!"

"Does it work? Sounds pretty far-fetched to me."

"I've learned the craziest ideas work the best."

Leo thought about this for a few moments, but then shrugged, "Can't argue with that logic."

"Do you want a sticker?"

"Why not."

She reached into her pockets and pulled out a sticker. She placed it on Leo's forehead, and held up a mirror. "What do you think?"

The sticker showed a campfire with sunglasses and above it were big bold letters that read, "Smokin' Hot!" He looked at Mabel with outmost seriousness, "Mabel," she waited for a response, "You are a genius."

She cheered and did a fist pump in the air, "Genius! Genius! Genius!" she chanted.

Soos walked back into the room, "'Sup Dawgs. I fixed the TV. Ducktective is on. Wanna' come watch?"

"Sure!" Mabel answered. She turned to Leo. "Do you wanna' come too?"

"Sure."

"Yay!"

She walked to the bedside and gave Leo his crutches. He shuffled across the room, Mabel standing right there in case he fell. Usually, he would have felt embarrassed with that kind of treatment. But he had a feeling that Mabel would do it whether he liked it or not.

The Seven were already sitting there. Mister Pines made some popcorn. Leo found a chair pulled in from the yard for him and sat down. Stanford handed him some popcorn. Everyone seemed content and happy, letting their minds forget about the looming presence of the end of the world.

For some reason, it didn't seem so important right now.

Good? Bad? Let me know, guys! I feel this one is better than the last one. I also posted a new oneshot, Her Little Light. Check it out if you want.

I'm also doing sorta' a Gravity Falls AU. A backstory for Bill. It's on Deviantart. Here's a link to my profile:

Hopefully that link works. If it doesn't tell me and I'll try to PM you it or something. I might post a few stories for it. So yeah.

Anyways, I'm stuck between GF/ATLA, and GF/HP. I hope you guys are okay if I keep writing Gravity Falls fanfiction? I still have a billion ideas. So I'll probably keep writing until another Fandom captures my attention. Or I run out of ideas. We'll see what happens. Thanks for getting me this far guys! It might be a while before I post the next chapter, so... just stay with me!

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