"Dipper! Dipper, wake up!" yelled Mabel, shaking her brother awake.
Dipper woke up with a start. He looked around and found Grunkle Stan, Mabel, and Soos looking at him with obvious concern.
"How do you feel?" asked Stan.
"Like a million bucks," said Dipper. He then took note of everyone's worried faces. "What's wrong?"
"Uh…maybe you should look in the mirror, Dipper," said Soos, handing Dipper a hand mirror.
Dipper looked in the mirror. What he saw there almost made him drop the mirror: A large portion of the right side of his face had been drastically altered. It was now covered in some kind of metal substance. As for his eye, it had turned solid red with no pupil, similar to a Decepticon's Eye.
"What happened last night?" asked Mabel.
"Well, I ran afoul of our old pal Bill Cipher. He was then suddenly shot by some giant robot, don't remember the name, then suddenly I was punched by 2 gangsters wearing Yellow and Purple…I honestly don't see how disfiguring my face helps them at all," explained Dipper.
"Well, I think it's safe to say that that's not going away on it's own. So…I think I've got just the thing," said Grunkle Stan. He fished around in his pockets and pulled out an eyepatch.
Dipper tried on the eyepatch. It effectively hid the deformity from sight.
"All right, now get up. Ugly or not, we've still got a long day of wringing out cash!" said Stan.
"Yes, sir!" said Soos and Mabel.
"Okay," said Dipper, worried about what Wendy would think about his disfiguration.
Downstairs...
Wendy Corduroy sat at the register, reading a magazine, bored out of her mind. Dipper, Mabel, Soos, and Grunkle Stan came downstairs.
"Hey, Wendy!" said Dipper.
"Hey, Dipper- whoa, what's with the eyepatch? You and Mabel play pirates or something last night?" asked Wendy.
Dipper sighed. "No…I ran into something in the woods that makes those ghosts we met look like kittens. It did this to my face," he said, pulling up on his eyepatch and revealing his deformity.
"Whoa. Remind me never to run into that thing," said Wendy.
"Agreed," said Dipper.
So, the day seemed like any other. At first, anyway. Then, when Dipper was giving a customer his cash, he had a weird vision:
A terrible car accident involving a battle between Autobots And Decepticons, with one decepticon knocking over a semi-truck and destroying it...
"You okay, kid?" came the man's voice from very far away...
Dipper snapped back into reality. "Huh? Oh, I'm fine, just didn't sleep well last night," he lied.
The man took his money and left. Dipper sat down in the chair behind the register.
What just happened? thought Dipper. He had a feeling that vision he just had was connected to his recent disfiguration somehow. But, who could he tell?
Grunkle Stan? No, he'll just think it's the heat. thought Dipper. Soos? Probably not the best choice…Wendy is definitely out of the question…well, that just leaves Mabel. Yeah, I think I can trust her. I mean, she kept the journal a secret.
And so, Dipper set out to find Mabel...
"Mabel!" called Dipper. Where could Shooting Star be? Wait...why did I just refer to Mabel like that? he thought.
"Spin the pig! Spin the pig!" chanted Mabel, Soos, and Wendy before they spun Waddles, who was on his stomach, like a spinner.
Oh, there she is, with Question Mark and Ice. Again with the Decepticon-speak? Or, thought? Or, whatever, thought Dipper. "Hey, Shooting Star- er, I mean, Mabel, can I talk to you? Alone?" asked Dipper.
What...did he just call me? thought Mabel. "Uh...sure!" she said.
Once she and Mabel were safely in the woods, Mabel asked, "So, what's up?"
Dipper began to tell Mabel about the vision.
"Whoa, you saw the future?" said Mabel, astonishment in her voice.
"I don't know what I saw...but, I'm worried about it, and I need you to keep it a secret. I don't want anyone getting worried," said Dipper.
"All right, fine by me," said Mabel, returning to Wendy and Soos.
Dipper watched them spin Waddles. He looked at Wendy and smiled. I will never hurt you Wendy...or, you, Mabel...or Soos...or Grunkle Stan, thought Dipper.