"No, I won't. I won't be as naive as Grunkle Ford was."
"Trust me, Pine Tree, you're no better than Sixer."
After a few days, Dipper had finally forgiven Stan and Mabel for what they did before, although it was mainly to get Soos and Mabel to stop bugging him about it. Although he had forgiven his grunkle he still didn't really talk to him as much as he used to, instead he started to go down to the basement where he started talking with the actual Stanford, and after playing a different kind of dungeons, dungeons, and more dungeons as well as after Dipper found the truth between Ford and Bill Cipher. It has been a crazy summer, that's for sure.
"Grunkle Ford, there's still something I need to ask." Dipper said as he walked over to Ford- he was wearing his regular brown coat that had a pen in the pocket, a red shirt that had a black strap over it- after his grunkle made a noise that told the young boy he was listening Dipper continued, "When you made that deal with Bill didn't you allow him to enter your mind whenever he wanted? So, couldn't he do that now as well?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
Ford sighed and put the journal that he was holding down before turning to Dipper, "Remember when I said that I put a metal plate in my head?" The young boy nodded, "I put it in there because of how I knew he could do that and this metal plate will make it a whole lot harder for him to do so, not impossible though." He explained he walked over to the place he hid the dimensional rift and picked it up to show it to the young pine tree, "But it was necessary because if he was able to keep possessing me then he could take anything he needed with ease."
Dipper looked at the dimensional rift for a bit before looking back up at Ford, "Right... I remember how I had no control when he tricked me." He nodded in understanding as he mumbled slightly.
Ford nodded, "Right." He said as he put the rift back in its hiding place, "Though I must admit I am a little surprised he was able to trick you. But I suppose he can trick anybody who's desperate enough." He chuckled mirthlessly and rubbed the back of his neck, "It's funny how much your like me, kid..." He sighed.
Dipper gave a small sad smile, "Yea, I know..." He sighed as well before looking more determined than ever, "But I refuse to allow Bill to trick me into thinking he's my ally." He told Ford with his brows furrowed and his hands balled into fist.
Ford nodded in approval, "Good. You better remember that." He patted the boy's shoulder and smiling at him, "Now, if you don't have any more questions I would like to work more on my plans to stop Bill."
"Uh, yea, okay." Dipper nodded awkwardly before he went in the elevator. Before the elevator door closed all the way he gave his grunkle a wave, "Thanks, Grunkle Ford."
"You really do have so MUCH alike with Sixer, Pine Tree! You'll soon slip up and when you do I will wait for you to call~"