Dipper and Mabel finished their breakfast(which was pretty awful because he had slightly burnt the pancakes, but Mabel had washed her's down with Mabel Juice), and went back up to their room to get dressed.
When they got in the room, Dipper closed the door behind them, took off the eye patch, and turned to face his sister.
"Uh, Dip, why did you close the door?" Mabel asked curiously.
"Hand me the journal." He said giving her a determined stare which made Mabel slightly uncomfortable because of his steady glowing eye.
"Uh, okay..." Mabel replied with uncertainty, but she still gave him the book.
Dipper opened the book up to the page with Bill on it, and shot his sister another look.
"You might want to leave. There is something I need to take care of..." Dipper said dryly.
Mabel wasn't confident about this, knowing what he meant, but nonetheless, she exited the room, closing the door behind her.
Dipper inhaled, then exhaled forcefully. "Here goes nothing" he mumbled to himself.
Dipper read the passage and... nothing.
Oh great.
A few more seconds passed, and then the room was drained of all colouration, except for Dipper and the demon that now gazed down on him.
"Well, well Pine Tree, look at you!" Bill remarked obviously pleased with this.
"I know that you're the one behind it, Bill! What do you want?!"
He laughed that annoying, unnerving laugh of his. "This is where you're wrong, Pine Tree!" he laughingly replied.
"Wh-what do you mean..." Dipper asked, starting to heat up and sweat.
" Well... you are actually only half wrong. You see, when a demon possesses a person, which doesn't ever really happen, that person is left with a... "side effect", he said with a very smirky look in his eye because he definitely lacked the ability to express it with other facial features.
"Are you saying t-that you, that I, tha-"
"Yes, I am. Welcome to the dark side, kid!" Bill said cutting him off, and returning to his chaotic laughter.
"SO I'M STUCK LIKE THIS!" Dipper shouted, wildly gesturing to himself.
"YEP!" Bill replied almost a little too happily.
"Wait- d-did- you d-do this on p-purpose" Dipper responded shakily.
"Well, not that I'd like to admit it, but you would probably find out sooner or later that I've always liked you..." Bill said in a cryptic tone.
"You what?!"
"I liked how you would not stop endlessly to figure out the many secrets of this little town, even after you had been warned by so many, but you just wouldn't listen... yes, my original intent was to destroy the journal, but this could perhaps work just as well, if not better! I could finally have an almost mentally equal being to talk to and mentor in the dreamscape..." he explained, but it still didn't make sense to Dipper.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?! WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE TO GAIN FROM THIS?!" Dipper shouted at him, once again.
"Didn't I just explain, kid? I see that the demonic way of thinking hasn't kicked in, well, we'll just give it a little more time to develop..." he said eerily.
"B-bu-"
"Oh, don't worry, Pine Tree, I'll keep checking up on you every now and then, and when you need me, you know how to reach me..." he said as he pointed at the journal, then flashed out.
The world went back to normal, and a few minutes later, Mabel came in and sat down next to Dipper.
"So..." she asked.
Dipper sighed. "Things are going to get so much worse...".