OMG I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING THIS SO LONG! First off, I'M NOT DEAD! Second, I've become extremely busy nowadays that I didn't have a minute to write. I'm so sorry! So for you guys who thinks that I'm dead, I bet y'all were thinking, " 0.0 GHOOOOOSSSTTTT!"
My parents had a business trip so I had to follow them and was assigned to go to the school there. Man, they give tons of homework! I don't have a minute of free time and if I do, it 's always in the middle of the night! I always use the extra time to review other stories but you have to know that I'm not giving up with this story. After knowing that Gravity Falls is ending and the Weirdmageddon is happening currently.
Again, I'm really sorry. I hope this chapter makes up for it. However, I won't be doing review replies anymore. I'll be replying to only guest reviews. The people who had an account I'll reply to their reviews in a PM. Anyways, on to the story!
Guest review replies;
ButteredPopcorn: Yup, that's what Rosie was hiding all this time! Actually, Bill is not bugging her. He told her about the deal and Rosie was overthinking about it too much. Yeah, Dipper has fans for real now! Finally, someone loves him ^_^
Rainboom345: Yeah, never make a deal with Bill! Wow, you have Wattpad? How cool is that?!
Just to let you guys know, this chapter is rated T. This is where things go insane and intense.
The sun had completed its tour for the day, and had now been replaced by myriad stars, which dotted the inky canopy. The moon was quite full, and its silvery moonlight washed over the interior of the shack.
Wendy and Soos had gone home whilst Stan was snoring peacefully in his favorite armrest chair, leaving the TV switched on probably for the rest of the night. Dipper and Mabel aren't sleeping yet, and the young boy was reading his Journal quietly in his bed.
Mabel appeared then, dragging a medium-sized sack along in their room. Dipper looked over the Journal and frowned. "Mabel, what is that you're dragging?"
The older twin placed the sack next to her bed, her shoulders heaving as she gasped for air. She put on a cheery face. "Inside this sack are…" She opened the sack before she exclaimed. "… fan mails from our fans!"
Dipper raised his eyebrow but he wasn't that surprised. Mabel is, however. She rummaged in the sack, examining the envelopes one by one before she noticed a pink envelope with a heart sticker on the front and it smelled like floral perfume. She looked at the back to see who is it for when a too familiar name written in calligraphy was seen in her eyes. She gasped. "It's for you, Dipper!"
Her twin closed his Journal and sat up, glancing at Mabel. "Whoa, really?"
"Yup! It's obviously from a girl! The perfume, the heart sticker explains it! And I'm sooo excited to read it!" She paused. "Wait, why would I be excited? You're supposed to be excited!"
Dipper shook his head. "Mabel, you know that I'm not the kind of guy to be excited when he receives fan mails from a girl or who knows what." Mabel grinned, giggling. "I know about you, silly! I'm your sister!"
She opened the envelope and took out a sparkling letter. Mabel's eyes twinkled. "Meow wow! It's so sparkly!"
Dipper shrugged at this.
Mabel unfolded the letter and the writing was neat and beautiful. Heart stickers were decorated on some places on the letter. She cleared her throat – although it hurts because of all the singing – and coughed before she began to read:
Dear Dipper,
I'm your number 1# biggest fan and I totally adore your skills on playing the electric guitar! Just so you know, your moment when you played the electric guitar on your first performance made my day and made my heart soar. You don't know how happy I am when I saw you everywhere I go! You mean the world to me! I didn't get your autograph yet but please please reply this! Below is my address! If you don't, I'll die severely! Please notice me, Senpai! I love you!
xoxo
Your number 1# fan
After Mabel read this, she gasped and her mouth was gaped open. "Oh my gosh Dipper, you got a HUGE mega fan girl here! And she wants your autograph and she loves you! D'aww!"
"Mabel, that's natural for fans but whoa I gotta admit, I do felt flattered by this." Dipper told her. He indeed felt surprised at how loving the fans were. Mabel had a huge grin creased over her face. "Then reply to her! Notice her, Senpai! Don't break her heart, Heart-Breaker!"
Dipper frowned. "Why did you call me -?"
"Don't care about that! Just reply to her!"
"Does singers, guitarists, bands whatsoever reply to their fan mails? There might be a lot in the sack that are unanswered."
"You're the worst, Dip!"
"Hey! It's not like -"
"This girl said that you mean the world to her! Don't break her heart, Dipstick!"
"Mabel, I-"
"DIPPER!"
"Alright, fine! I'll reply to her!" He yelled, annoyed by Mabel's forceful demanding. Why can't they answer these fan mails tomorrow after school? It's not like they're going anywhere. He wrote a reply to the girl in a letter and gave his autograph. He folded the letter once he's finished and put it inside an envelope. Mabel then insisted him to spray perfume on it which he reluctantly and regrettably agrees after some demanding and screaming from his twin.
He wrote the address on the front. Afterwards, Mabel forced him to send the letter to the post office this instant in the middle of the night. She followed him to the post office however, thinking he wouldn't do it if she's not around, and by the time they arrived in the shack, the clock showed 12:34 am.
The twins lied on their beds and Dipper threw a glare at Mabel. "You know, I hate you in so many ways." He said sarcastically at the point of being forced and insisted to send the letter in the middle of the night. Mabel knew he was joking and gave him an innocent cute face, which made him chuckle. Mabel closed the lights and the both of them fell into a fitful sleep.
The sun had rose itself from the horizon, almost reaching above the pine trees. Dipper and Mabel had woke up earlier than they thought, and the younger twin was busy putting books in his backpack whilst his sister watched him doing so on her bed.
She shook her head amusingly. "Dip, you're such a nerd."
"Why thank you." Dipper replied with a smug smirk, causing Mabel to laugh. A thought crossed on the young girl's mind that triggers her eternal enthusiasm. "Hey Dipper! Guess what we'll be doing for Art class?" She inquired with such excitement.
Dipper glanced at her. "Am I supposed to guess?"
Mabel grinned. "We'll be doing wood carving! I think I'm gonna do a wood carved Waddles! Do you like that, Waddles? Do you?" She held up her pig that was lying beside her all this time close to her face. Waddles oinked. Mabel's eyes sparkled with cuteness as she nuzzled her pet pig's nose. "I get that message!"
Dipper smiled. After putting his stuff inside his backpack, a thought of his spanned in his mind. Anxiety flashed in his eyes as his gaze flicked to his sister. "Hey, Mabel." His sister took his attention with a cheery face but her smile faded for only a second when she saw his apprehension.
"Do you have any idea what's going on with Rosie?"
Mabel chewed her lip in silence, unable to answer. She wished she could but that question made her speechless. The sudden change of Rosie's demeanor that evening left the others questioning where she could have gone and what she is hiding. What is she definitely hiding? Something supernatural? Something dangerous? Or they were only just assuming that she's hiding something? She shook her head in response, telling him she doesn't know and Dipper nodded his head glumly.
The twins went downstairs after preparing and ran into the gift shop. That's where they spotted Grunkle Stan restocking the gift shop. One of the merchandises fell onto his feet, giving him a shocking minor pain. "Ow!" Unbeknownst to him about his great niece and nephew's presence, he almost cursed. "Son of a -" He broke off once he glimpsed the twins staring at him and giving him looks of disapproval. He tried to fix it. "– brown meat. I was going to say brown meat."
Mabel tilted her head in confusion. "Brown meat? That doesn't make any sense."
"Let's drop that thing," Stan said quickly. "Why are you kids going to school early?"
"My Chemistry teacher said that we're going to do an experiment and I really don't want to miss it." Dipper answered and Mabel added. "And I have wood carving for Art class! Don't wanna miss it too because I'm gonna make a wood carved Waddles!"
Stan twitched his lip. "Good luck with that," He grabbed the fallen merchandise and put it on its place. "Do you kids want me to give you a lift right now?"
"Sure!" Mabel exclaimed. Dipper nodded appreciatively. "Thanks Grunkle Stan."
The twins hopped inside the El Diablo while Stan drove them off to school. They both didn't say a word in the car but the silence was accompanied with Mabel's humming. When they finally arrived to Gravity Falls Elementary School, the sun had reached to the peak of the sky, brightening the whole town of Gravity Falls.
Dipper and Mabel said goodbye to their Great Uncle before they headed out to their school. Once they went inside the hallway, Mabel turned to her twin brother. "I'm going for Art class now! I'll see ya later, bro-bro! During lunch break, I'll show you my wood carved Waddles!" She embraced him in a very tight hug, making him hard to breathe.
"M-Mabel… c-can't b-b-breathe…!" He mumbled, finding hard to allow air in his lungs. Mabel realized this and broke the hug. "Sorry there! Can you breathe now?"
Dipper nodded and the blueness of his face due to less oxygen finally faded. "Yeah, I can. For now." Mabel exhaled a breath and grinned. "I'll see you in lunch break! Be careful in Chemistry!" With that, she ran in the hallway with speed until she is nowhere to be seen. Dipper hunched his shoulders, turning his heel as he headed for Chemistry class. While he was walking in the hallway, he spotted Rosie in front of her locker, gathering her things.
If I get closer to her, I can know what's going on with her and what she's hiding from all of us, He thought before walking up to her. He called. "Hey, Rosie!"
The girl was surprised by his call and she slammed her back on the locker door, considering the person who called her is a threat. Dipper was nearly jumped out of his skin when he realized that he startled her. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He held up his hands. "It's just me."
After realizing it was just Dipper, Rosie heaved out a sigh of relief. She gave him a scolding look. "You don't need to scare me, you know!"
"I'm sorry." Dipper apologized, dropping his arms to his sides. While Rosie locked her locker door, he asked. "What do you have for first period?"
Rosie glanced at him and replied. "Chemistry."
"Hey, same here! I have Chemistry for first period too." Dipper told her. Rosie raised her eyebrows with surprise. "Oh really? Coincidence." She joked. Dipper smiled. "Coincidence? I think not."
Rosie returned the smile and continued locking her locker door. Dipper felt his spirits rise. She seems fine. Nothing weird about her. Another thought crossed his mind. "Oh yeah, do you know we're doing an experiment for Chemistry? Plus, we need a partner to make that experiment together."
"But I don't think I'll find a partner. You know how everyone in this school treats me." Rosie said with a hint of feeling left out. Sympathy lit Dipper's eyes as he kindly offered. "I can be your partner."
Rosie widened her eyes at this and looked at Dipper. "Are you… serious?"
"Yeah. Quite frankly I think I don't have a partner for Chemistry too," Dipper explained. "Come on, we got to go to class right now before Mr. Smith scold us. He's a strict teacher, you know. Well, he can be strict."
Rosie nodded and the two walked together in the hallway, heading to Chemistry class. When they're close to reach there, Jake and the other bullies that threatened Dipper appeared out of the blue in front of him and Rosie. "Hey, dork!"
Dipper quickly shielded Rosie for her safety and glared into Jake's eyes. The two boys glared at each other for a few seconds. The look Dipper gave him was full of unspeakable hatred radiating from him whilst Jake's were full of hate for him.
It lasted for only a moment when Dipper saw Jake's gaze softened. The bully punched gently on his shoulder. "Cool, kid. You're not bad at all. You rocked the electric guitar in the coolest band in the world. Stay cool. You earn my respect." He patted Dipper's shoulder and left and his friends did the same.
Dipper stood at where he was, still not quite believe what had just happened. The bullies were okay with him now and he earns their respect and trust. That's a good thing, right? A thought spanned in his mind. What about Mabel? He might want to ask her about that later. But right now, they have to head to class. He walked towards the science lab with Rosie following him and when they arrived there, the first period starts.
Dipper and Rosie sat beside each other and the other students have their own partners. After the registration, Mr. Smith began. "Okay, students. We're going to make an experiment." He declared and he was responded with a groan from the students. He continued, "Our aim is to test for starch, glucose, protein and fat."
The students nodded with rolling eyes. Mr. Smith went on, "The materials for this experiment is 1% starch solution, 10% glucose solution, 1% albumen solution, cooking oil, Benedict's solution, iodine solution, Millon's reagent, ethanol and distilled water. You can get these materials from me."
There are murmurs from the students. Mr. Smith took a deep breath and spoke. "Secondly, you need this apparatus. Dropper, test tube, beaker, tripod stand, wire gauze and Bunsen burner. Thirdly, we have four different types of experiments. First, we're going to do an iodine test for starch. Second, a Benedict's test for glucose. Third, a Millon's test for protein and last, emulsion test for fat. You can go and take the apparatus right now."
The students shifted and were scrambling around the lab. Rosie turned to her partner. "Dipper, I don't know what to do."
"Don't worry," he replied. "I got this. Go and get the apparatus." Rosie nodded and ran to the apparatus section in the lab. Mr Smith then spoke up. "Please make an observation and inference once the experiment is done."
Rosie returned to the working table with the wanted apparatus in the experiment. Dipper urged. "Fill the beaker half-full with water."
Rosie did so and in a few seconds, she returned to the working table with the needed apparatus. Dipper ordered her how the method works and she did it easily. She placed the tripod stand and put the wire gauze onto it. Next, she placed the beaker on top of it after filling it with water. Then, she pushed the Bunsen burner slowly underneath the tripod stand. She was supposed to light the Bunsen burner first before placing it underneath the tripod stand. Things doesn't seem so good right now.
She lit the match up and gazed at the fire licking the matchstick before she gently switched the gas on and moved the lit matchstick nearer to the Bunsen burner. This is actually wrong. Dipper noticed it and he gave out a warning shriek. "Rosie, no! That's wrong!"
It is too late.
When she brought the fire close to the gas, the fire erupted like a volcano. The heat was so incredibly hot that it burst the beaker. A shocking sound of glass breaking was produced. Dipper had instinctively covered himself whilst Rosie hid under the working table.
Students were scattering about, screaming. Unfortunately, the shards of glass from the beaker had sent off flying and sliced through some of the students' skins. One of the broken glass eventually hit the other lit Bunsen burners, exploding them, causing its fire to erupt and burst the other beakers. More shards of glass were sent off flying.
Dipper somehow got injured and his skin was peeling off and blood was dripping from the wound. He shot a scolding look at Rosie. The girl hunched her shoulders and gave him an apology look. "Sorry."
The school bell rung, signaling that it's lunch break and students began filing in the hallway. Mabel trudged out of the Art room, a wide grin forming in her lips. In her hands was a wood-carved object that depicted of Waddles, which she promised herself to make. It was finished flawlessly with no mistakes. She was extremely proud of her success in wood-carving. She'll never agree more on her artistic skills.
The brunette walked through the hallways until she reached to the cafeteria. She glanced to the seat where Dipper and her normally would talk and eat, but there's no sign of him. Mabel felt her stomach clenched with worry at the thought of her brother being bullied by those jerks again. Couldn't they just give Dipper a break?
Sighing, she left the cafeteria and headed towards the school field. Her eyes searched for any trace of her brother and her heart sank when she found out that he was not there. When she was about to leave, she heard a distinctive voice called up to her. Mabel turned and she glimpsed Heather and her gang waving at her. Mabel doesn't know if she should approach them but a part of her denies it.
"Mabel, come here!" Heather called out again. The brunette frowned. There's something wrong with Heather's voice. It doesn't sound threatening like before. It sounds impassive and quite less-threatening. Heather's gang waved at her again and Mabel forced herself to walk towards them, regardless of the risk she has to tolerate sooner.
Once she approaches them, the gang was wearing sport clothes and trainers. Nothing looks dangerous here, she thought. Heather spoke to her in a very polite manner. "Hey, do you want to play soccer with us?" The brunette frowned harder this time. That's odd. Heather never spoke politely from what Mabel seen, and if so, why should she offer something like this to her? But Mabel know. Heather could be pretending to be nice.
She has to play it cool. "Soccer? I thought that sport was only for boys?" Dang it, Mabel. You blew it.
"Pfft, there are soccers for girls too, genius! It's not common actually, but we girls here are trying to show the boys who's the boss! So, care to join us?" Heather offered politely. Mabel twitched her right eye at this. Okay, this suddenly gets kinda weird. Heather and the gang, one of the brattiest and cruelest people she'd ever met, offered her to play soccer with them. And considering that it was Mabel they were offering, it doesn't make sense! Why would they?
Mabel hastily said, "Quick question: Why me? I thought we were not nice to each other and you always bullied me..."
Heather groaned. "Geez, Mabel, chill! Get over it. Look, you gained our respect now. That band you're in, is awesome. Heck, you are the leader in that band. You rocked the whole town and we fancy you doing that. I thought you're dead boring. Guess I was wrong. This soccer game is our sign of apology."
Mabel was taken aback by this response. Never, in her whole life, had she heard Heather saying those things to her. So all this time before the band even started, Heather and her friends bullied her because she was completely boring? Huh, that's new.
The brunette gulped, after knowing what sport they're going to play. "But... I don't even know how to play soccer." She admitted, feeling a bit embarassed.
"Glad you asked. Stephanie can teach you." Heather kicked the soccer ball to said person. Stephanie pushed a lock of blonde hair behind her ears. "C'mon, Mabel. Let me teach you the basics. Then we can move to the harder ones." She genuinely proffers.
Brianna came up to her. "Here, let me hold that for ya." Mabel saw that her gaze were focused on her wood-carved Waddles as she held out her hands. Mabel thought she could trust her so she placed them on Brianna's hands. The girl with the pony-tail stroked the object, examining it before it dawned on her. "Did you make this?" She asked, gazing at Mabel. The brunette nodded. "Yup."
"Man, you gotta teach me! Oh, can you teach me how to knit too?" She bellowed with a warm smile. Chloe appeared beside her. "Me too! And I'm sorry for destroying your sweater." She apologized, feeling guilty.
"It's okay. Sure, I can help you!" Mabel exclaimed, and she was responded with a bright smile from both Brianna and Chloe. Her heart glowed seeing them changed. It's so diverting to see how nice they can be after how many weeks they suffocated her and other students. She couldn't wait to tell this to Dipper. Maybe she was right about the band saving them from everything after all...
Dipper sat down on a chair outside the laboratory with Rosie beside him. A few students who were severely injured as he is were sitting a few meters away. Nurses started to wrap their bleeding wounds with a bandage after putting some cream that'll reduce the pain.
The younger twin held an ice bag in his hand as he pressed it on his head, cooling his painful bruised temple. Rosie watched him symphatically, the guilt eating off of her. "I'm... sorry, Dipper." She quietly mumbled but the young boy could hear her. He glanced at her with a warm smile that lit a glow of relief in the girl's cold chest. "Hey, it's okay. It's an accident."
Rosie didn't think of it as an accident. It hurt almost half the class. She couldn't help it but returned the smile. Afterwards, she felt a familiar figure at the corner of her eye. She looked at it and a smile spread across her face. "Miss Evan!"
The figure, Miss Evan, beamed at the two of them. "Rosie! How are you doing?"
"I'm doing fine." Rosie replied, glancing at her. Miss Evan's eyes twinkled. "It's a pleasure to see you doing okay. Oh and who's the boy next to you?" She asked, pointing to Dipper. Rosie answered. "His name is Dipper. He's my friend and he's also my bandmate."
Miss Evan pondered at this until a thought spanned in her mind. "Oh yeah, that reminds me! You're the bassist in that popular new band, am I right? I'm really surprised though. I always thought you're an insecure person. It seems you have gone out of your shell, hm?"
Rosie smiled brightly. "Thanks to my friends." She said, her gaze moved to Dipper. The young boy met her gaze, returning the smile. Miss Evan nodded with relief. "I'm glad that things worked out well for you. Alright, I'm off to my office now. I'll see you two sooner." She said, ruffling both of their heads. She was about to leave when Rosie suddenly calls her. She turned to the girl. "Can you promise me that you'll come if we have a concert in the near future?"
Miss Evan's eyes met her hoping ones. She felt unsure at first but then cracked a grin. "Of course! I never break a promise." And with that she started to leave.
Rosie waved at her and Dipper glanced at her doing so. This is the first time he'd ever seen a genuine smile on Rosie's face. A smile she hadn't use for quite a long time. He has a sudden urge to ask her who the teacher was. When Rosie finished her waving, he decided to ask her. "Hey, Rosie, who's she?"
"My music teacher," She replied. "In fact, she's my favorite teacher out of everyone. She's really nice. You should get to know her." Dipper raised an eyebrow at her reply and smiled warmly at her.
Lunch break was still going on. Students who are finished eating went to play in the school compound or the field. Dipper and Rosie was walking along the hallways after their wounds were done being treated by the nurses. A few students were there in the hallways as well, chatting with their group of friends.
Dipper glimpsed Jake's gang walking towards them. The sophomore noticed him and cracked a grin, holding his hand up for a high-five. "Hey, it's Dip-dop! How ya doin'?" Dipper smiled and high-fived with him as they walked past each other. When they were out of earshot, Rosie glanced at Dipper with a look of relief and happiness. "It seems Mabel was right about the band saving us from bullies."
"I couldn't agree more."
Dipper was extremely grateful that it actually helped with their social life as well. He admitted, that his sister is always right. He regretted for doubting her at the first place. And that gave him a thought. Where is Mabel anyways? They headed to the cafeteria but there was no sign of her.
"Maybe she's in the field." Rosie thought aloud. Dipper twitched his lip, instead give it a try. They headed to the wide open field where hundreds of students were there. Dipper didn't know that people love spending time at the field. He and Rosie spent the next few minutes searching around for Mabel and lastly, they found her playing soccer with Heather and the gang.
Dipper was taken aback. Mabel playing soccer with Heather? Wow, things are starting to get better with her too. The younger twin couldn't help but feel the cold empty void filled with a warm glow, giving him a sense of hope. He was starting to think that their new life is a lot better than the old life that made him feel so worthless. He glanced at Rosie and the girl had a beaming look on her face. Well, same goes to her. I've never seen her this happy.
"Dipper!" He heard his sister calling him. He glanced at her waving at him, motioning him to come over. Dipper and Rosie did and now they were at the field. At the corner of his eye, Dipper saw Brianna admiring the wood-carved Waddles that Mabel was planning to make back at the shack. He also saw Chloe attempting to knit a lavendar sweater. Wow, Mabel was teaching her how to knit?
At that time, Mabel ran at him and tightly embraced him. Dipper cringed, feeling his injured arm starting to wince. "Mabel, you're hurting my arm." His sister pulled away the hug and gasped once she saw his arm's condition. "What happened?! It's like the Bunsen burner exploded, causing the beaker to burst with glass shards flying everywhere!"
"To tell you the truth, that's exactly what happened."
Mabel stared at him, feeling stunned. "Huh. I don't know that I could get it right." She didn't realize that Heather came up to them with Stephanie in tow. "Hey, Dipper dude! How are ya?" She said with a friendly tone, crossing her arms with a genuine smile plastered on her face. Dipper scratched the back of his head, looking up at the sophomore. "Fine as always. I don't know you like soccer."
"Well, that's because you don't know me that well."
"Which, apparently, I don't."
"Anyway, want to play soccer? Jake is on his way to the field to play with us. We're having a Girls vs Boys competition, to show who's toughest. Care to join?"
"I think I'll pass. I have an accident earlier and I don't want my arm to hurt again." Dipper said, rubbing his injured arm that was bandaged. Heather shrugged. "Suit yourself." At that time, she glimpsed Jake and his gang walking towards them. She grinned. "Speak of the - "
" - angel!" Mabel cut in, raising her arms for emphasis, attempting to make the sentence positive. Heather rolled her eyes in amusement. Typical Mabel. Jake approached them with a grin already forming in his lips. "Ready, Heather?"
The blonde sneered. "As ready as I'll ever be." She snapped her fingers and Brianna, Chloe, Stephanie and Mabel stood behind her. Jake called his own group until he realized something and looked at Dipper. "Care to join?"
The young boy stiffened at his question. He relaxed himself and replied. "Nah. You go on." Jake nodded before turning to face Heather and now the two gangs were glaring at each other.
"You're going down, Heather!" Jake seethed, grinning. The blonde narrowed her gaze into truimphant slits. "You don't know what 'going down' is until you found yourself lying on the grass after we beat you."
"BURN!" Mabel giggled and Heather's gang couldn't help but shaking their heads wryly. Dipper and Rosie smiled at this. It's so nice to see that they were beginning to get along with one another. All thanks to one certain band.
Jake glowered at them and stamped his foot on the grass. "Then, what are you waiting for? Let's start this match!" Heather nodded and she and her gang walked to the middle of the field. Brianna was chosen as the goal keeper, Mabel and Chloe as the defenders and Stephanie and Heather as the strikers.
(A/N: I don't know much about soccer so forgive me if there's any mistakes)
Jake's team, however, uses the strong ones as strikers and the faster as the goal keeper. Jake himself and his team mate, Tim becomes the defenders. Dipper and Rosie sat at the seats that it supposed to be where the students sat when watching a soccer match. Other students nearby were watching as well.
After a few minutes, the match finally started. It came as a series of passing and kicking to the nets but the goal keeper managed to catch it. Not long after, some students began cheering for the team they wanted to win. Dipper didn't know who he cheered for but he just let the match moving on.
There was a moment when the ball was about to hit the grass and Stephanie with Jake's striker was pushing each other. That was when Jake's striker, whose name was Randy, decided to shove her directly at the gut by the elbow before knocking the ball to his partner with his forehead.
"Hey, that's foul play!" A familiar voice echoed through the busy air. Dipper turned and glimpsed Pacifica with her friends, shouting at how that trick wouldn't be accepted. Dipper's mouth gaped open. "Pacifica?"
The blonde glanced down at him. "Oh hey Dipper! I don't know that was you!"
Dipper agreed. "I don't know that was you either." He said, smiling. Pacifica's calming gaze met his. "Yeah. Can't you believe it that Mabel was actually playing with the coolest people in the world, not to mention one of the toughest soccer players ever?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"Heather and her gang won many trophies for winning the Nearly Once-A-Yearly School Soccer Team Match for Girls. They also beat the soccer team from the popular richest school in Gravity Falls, owned by the Southeasts, my family's rival."
Dipper's eyes widened. "Whoa, I could tell that they might be really strong." Pacifica snorted, folding her arms across her chest. "Might? They are really strong. That's what made them cocky and arrogant."
The young boy pondered at this. That's what made them having the behavior they recently have? Mabel was right: There is a reason why a person acts that way. He sighed. "Well, I'm just glad they changed."
Pacifica wholeheartedly agrees. "Yeah, because you guys are one of the most popular bands in Gravity Falls."
"I don't consider our band to be that popular."
The blonde looked at him in disbelief. "You kidding? Did you look at all the clothes store in Gravity Falls? They have a section where all fan shirts of your band and other stuff were sold there. I don't know if you believe me, but I once saw someone cosplaying as you."
Dipper stared at her, his eyes widening to the point he thought it's inhuman. A person cosplaying as him? Now that ain't creepy. He shuddered at the thought. "Man, I thought being popular was awesome. Who knows it's creepy as well."
Pacifica laughed at his reaction. "I'm sorry that you had to hear that." Dipper waved at her dismissesly. "I'm just glad that you'd tell me. Now I have to keep an eye on the town."
There was a whistle, indicating that it's half-time. Heather's gang moved to the nearest bench where there's bottles of water stood there, waiting to be opened. Mabel grabbed two and sat near to her brother. She opened two of the caps of the water bottles and drank them all at once. Her sweater was sticky due to sweat and she wrote a mental note to wear the extra sweater she had kept in her backpack.
"How's the game, Mabel?" Rosie asked. The brunette finished drinking the two bottles and gave out a gasp of air. "Tiring! It's like I'm competing in a real match!" She lied down, her shoulders heaving as she tried fighting for breaths. She was about to drift away to sleep but Chloe called her. "Mabel! Half-time's over. Let's go!"
Mabel groaned as she sat up before sprinting towards them. "Good luck, Mabes." Dipper said. Rosie looked at her running to Heather's gang as they began a new strategy. Everything was calm and quiet until something she was dreading was here. She saw a triangular shadow floating near the large tree a few meters away from the gang.
Rosie flinched from shock as she slammed her palms on the seat. Her breathing became short and fast, her heart pounding equally with her shortened breaths. Sweat began forming on her neck. Dipper stiffened when Rosie acted that way and realized that she was sweating. He got concerned. "Rosie, you're alright?"
The girl didn't answer. Her gaze were extremely locked on the shadow leaning against the large tree. Her stomach lurches to her throat when the shadow Bill waved at her.
She knew that things are going to go real bad.
The next round of the match started and they began passing the ball to their team mates. Heather's team was doing great progress. It gone for ten minutes until Jake accidentally did the unthinkable. He kicked the ball with such force, sending the ball in full speed and it hit directly at Mabel's gut. The impact was unimaginably painful.
The crowd gasped in shock and Dipper immediately stood up, feared for his sister's health. Mabel gave out a gasp as she fell to the ground on her back. The back of her head smacked the ground hard and she thought she could have a concussion. Her head was dizzing as she tried to fight nausea. But that feeling soon faded away a few minutes later. That was odd.
Stephanie checked Mabel if she was okay before storming off to Jake. The two had a vexatious argument while Jake was trying to convince it was an accident but Stephanie didn't take it as an exception.
Heather kneeled beside Mabel, checking her stomach. "You're okay?" She asked worriedly. Mabel rubbed her head. "Ow. Yeah, I'm fine. I think." She relaxed herself until Dipper suddenly crouched near her. "Oh my gosh, Mabel! Are you okay? That was such a hit."
"I'm alright, Dip." Mabel tried to reassure him and her younger twin hoped she was right. Rosie looked at them from afar with Pacifica. The blonde winced, like she could feel the impact Mabel endured. "I hope Mabel's alright." Rosie didn't answered as her eyes were focused on something else. Her heart stopped when shadow Bill put a finger to where she thought the mouth was, telling her to keep quiet.
Rosie covered her mouth with her hand in fear as tears started to form in her shaking eyes. Her end of the bargain is here. And soon, everything here will all be her fault. Why did she ever agreed to this?!
Shadow Bill floated towards Heather, poking her hair, thinking if she's good enough to be his victim. After some series of thinking, he shrugged and hovered above her before sinking down into her mind. Tears began to fall from Rosie's eyes as she prepared for the madness to start.
Heather twitched and her head suddenly drooped. Dipper was holding his sister's hand, praying her to be okay. He didn't notice anything weird until Heather suddenly collapsed on the ground. Dipper flinched back while his sister immediately sat up with shock and began backing away.
The crowd began muttering confused words and uttering silent gasps. Pacifica leaned close, her eyebrows forming a suspicious frown. Stepanie and Jake stopped fighting and glanced at them along with their other friends.
It took a few minutes for Heather to suddenly sit up like someone was pulling her up by strings. Her eyes were calmly closed when all of a sudden she caught Mabel's ankle, causing her to scream. Dipper, immediately went to authomatic protective mode when he sense any danger, ran to Heather close and tried to push her off of Mabel. "Let go of my sister!"
Heather's eyes momentarily glanced at him before rolling back into her head and then snapping tightly shut. Dipper slowly backed away after he saw that. She scrambled on the ground, her grip on Mabel's ankle began to loosen and the brunette used this chance to crawl away from her. Dipper held Mabel close and the twins looked at Heather in horror.
Heather scrambled on the ground to her feet and stood hunched over, fighting for breath. Chloe came to the twin's aid, shielding them by standing in front. "Heather, stop!" She cried. "This isn't funny! Stop with the joke! I know you're joking!"
Suddenly, Heather grabbed Chloe's wrist, her grip as tight as a properly tied rope. She sank to her knees, clutching at her friend on the way down. Chloe's worry began to surface on her features as she waited for the twitching to start. Instead her nails dug harder and harder into her wrist and Chloe could see blood surfacing on the deep cut. She prized Heather's nails from her wrist and lowered her gently down. As she did so, she noticed Heather's hand felt cold and wet. For what seemed like hours, she continued to retch and shiver. Fear grew in Chloe and the twins as white spittle began to froth around her mouth. The whole crowd around them gasped as she continued to writhe and jerk. And then that was it. Heather's body began laying on the ground motionlessly, not a single move was made.
Chloe crouched down shakily as she looked at Heather who didn't even move an inch. She reached out her hand but was held back by Dipper who alarmly grabbed her wrist. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
The girl with the pig-tails glanced at Dipper with a pleading look. "I need to see... if she's okay." Dipper bit his lip, unsure and worried for her safety. Instead he let go of her wrist and allowed her to do what she wants. Chloe touched Heather's arm and pulled back when she felt her skin too cold, like ice.
"Heather?" She gulped. She moved her body and it felt like a forever-sleeping person, unable to wake up. She couldn't possibly be... no. Chloe shivered. "You're not pretending. This is real." She mumbled too quietly.
"What did you say?" Mabel asked, her voice trembling.
Chloe's voice began to rise. "I said, she's not pretending! Heather's in trouble." Everyone's faces, including that of the twins, seemed stuck in a horrific photograph. No one was moving.
"What are you all waiting for?!" Chloe screamed. "Somebody get an ambulance NOW!"
She heard a sob behind her as one of the students in the crowd started to cry, but Chloe wasn't worried about anyone else except Heather. She cradled her friend's head. "You're going to be okay, Heather. You'll be fine." But there was no sign on Heather's face that she understood what Chloe was saying. Hot tears spilled from Chloe's eyes and splashed against the cheek of her prone friend.
Suddenly, the entire room seemed to erupt. Stephanie came to her senses, sending Jake off to phone for an ambulance. "Tell them it's an emergency!" She shouted to him. Chloe saw his shocked face disappeared as he exited the field and prayed him to hurry.
Rosie stared at the unfateful event that won't happen if she didn't make a deal with a certain dream demon. She felt her whole body shivering after watching what Bill done to Heather. That poor girl really didn't deserved it. She wiped her eyes as a sob burst from her. She stood up and quickly ran off from the incident. Dipper spotted her running away and he hastily followed her. Pacifica came to Mabel as the two watched helpessly at Chloe and Heather's body.
"Come on, Heather," she begged. "Hang in there, please."
But as the sound of sirens filled the air, Heather's lips were already going blue. Then Chloe felt hands on her arms, lifting her away from Heather. "She will be alright, won't she?" She asked the paramedics. A wave of nausea washed over her as she watched two brightly jacketed ambulance men begin to work to resuscitate Heather.
In her heart, Chloe knew the truth. Heather was dead.
Rosie sprinted in the hallways of the school, adrenaline rushed to her system. Her body was racked with sobs. She couldn't believe that Bill actually did what he did.
She pushed open the doors to the school office and was relieved that it was empty. She closed the door, hoping that no one could find her. But as she turned around, she jumped about a foot in the air at what she saw.
Oh my gosh, Rosie thought, her hand came up to her mouth as she gagged in revulsion, her whole body shuddering at the hideous sight. Lying on a messy table was a skeleton, its white-grey bones draped with shreds and strips of rotten clothing, flesh and meat. A thousands of screams howled in Rosie's mind. The decaying garment stared up at her, looking as it was pleading for her to forgive it.
Rosie slowly walked up to the skeleton, attempting to figure out who it was. She saw a name tag still attached on the strip of clothing laying among the rib cage. She adjusted the tag to see who it was when one name flashed before her eyes. A name that always stayed in her mind. A name that soothed her and made her feel safe: Miss Evan.
"No..." Rosie whimpered with disbelief as she slowly backed away, her back pressed hard on the wall. She couldn't find herself breathing as a wave of emotions crossed her veins. "... not you." She mumbled brokenly.
The poor girl didn't realize that the surroundings turned grey and a particular dream demon floated down in an upside-down position next to her. "Man, doesn't that feel good?" He repositioned himself and leaned his arm on her shoulder.
Rosie spun around with a fearful look, tears began building in her eyes. "This is madness, Bill! This is not what I told you!"
"Uh, yes you did!" Bill spoke, waving to her in a 'calm down' manner. "Remember the deal! I will make your parents well if you would allowed me to kill any souls I desired, eh, excluding Pine Tree, Shooting Star, Question Mark and Ice Bag on that list."
Rosie chewed her lip. "I know," she mumbled, looking away. "But why Heather? She didn't do anything! Why should she deserved such a meaningless cold-blooded death?!"
Bill widened his eye. "Wow, nice words you got there. Hey, I thought this 'Heather' bullied and isolated you? Weren't you holding a grudge on her?" At that statement, Rosie was completely muted. Alright, she did have a grudge but Heather had a change of heart. Now she won't be able to say sorry to all the people she mistreated and that's horrible.
"But what about Miss Evan? She's my favorite teacher! She's innocent as well!" Rosie yelled, trying to convince him. Bill checked his non-existent fingernails. "To me, she isn't. She had done many sins you can't possibly imagine."
"Everyone made mistakes." Rosie interjected simply. Bill narrowed his eye to her and raised a visible eyebrow. "Oh, so does ditching a child to pursue their career a mistake?"
Rosie bit her lip, eyes widening. How does this demon knew about something so personal? Bill Cipher laughed which made her shiver. "It's nice talking to ya. I gotta admit, you're better than any other human being I've made deals with. Remember, your end of the deal isn't finished yet! See ya!" He vanished and the surroundings returned to its normal color.
The girl's lips trembled, reconsidering the conversation she had with the demon. She slowly sank to the floor in dismay and sat in a fetal position. She's the one who did this disaster. The one who ruined people's lives. This is her fault.
Dipper searched every room of the school but there's no sign of Rosie anywhere. He was left with one place he hadn't checked yet: the school office. He rushed to it, remembering where it's located and pushed open the doors.
He gasped when he saw the skeleton, eyeing the blood that is still fresh on the bones and the skull. He turned to his left and there he glimpsed Rosie sitting in a fetal position against the wall, crying her eyes out.
Dipper kneeled beside her, hoping his voice could calm her. "Rosie, you're alright?"
Rosie lifted her head to glance at him, her eyes red and her face blotchy with tears. She gave him a weak nod and Dipper heaved a relieved sigh. "Good. Now let's get back to the - "
"Dipper," she sniffed. "Why is everything horrible always happen to me?" Tears were brimming in her eyes as all usual thoughts were preying in her mind. "I have this issue that I can't get over with, those students bullying me and ostracizing me, and now, my favorite teacher is... dead."
Dipper looked at her with a hint of symphaty, trying to find a way to comfort her. Rosie continued, "I've been through so much pain that it hurts so bad that my heart now had turned fragile. I couldn't take it anymore."
She began to sob. Dipper let her crying for a moment and allowed her to take her time. He looked at the floor for a second before he glanced up again. He sighed and he somehow felt guilty. "Rosie, I... uh... I was wrong about you after all. You're not the mysterious weird freak everyone thought you are. You're just a girl who needs help but didn't know how to do so."
Rosie froze, swallowing and blinking away unshed tears. Dipper went on. "I understand your pain and I understand you," He told her. "I've gone through that many times back at home. Those are obstacles in life that we have to learn from. Everyone experiences them. Look at it this way: Forget what hurt you in the past but never forget what it taught you."
Tears had stopped pricking Rosie's eyes as she listened intently. The young boy went on, "Don't worry about it, Rosie. My sister and I, including Wendy and Soos, will help you in any way we can. We're your friends now."
Rosie stopped, trying to process what Dipper had said to her. No one ever gave a thought about her. She's always the girl hiding in the corner and becoming everyone's shadow. From now on, she felt free. This boy had pulled her into the light. But what's more important is that she finally have friends. Real friends who will help her in the future. Relieved that the pain had melted away, she smiled in gratitude as Dipper placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
She was glad that there's someone there for her and for the first time she felt safe. But still she was unsure. There's one feeling she know won't go away. It gave her a sense of danger, hopelessness and betrayal. She knew that the feeling could only be diminished...
... if Bill kept his word to me.
Welp, I think I'll get some nightmares.
Again, I'm extremely sorry for the long wait. I made this chapter super long (similar to the hiatus) as a sign of my apology. I didn't know my parents' business trip would take that long. But I'm just glad that I'm back to my 'Home Sweet Home' and have full time to write! Only if my laptop stopped lagging.
Anyways, that was enjoyable to write. What do you think? Do you think Bill will kept his end of the deal? Or will he tricked like the demon we all knew and loved? You'll find that out in the next chap!
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