Being a Dream Demon, it was very rare that Bill Cipher was held against his will.
It was even rarer he was held upside-down against his will.
It wasn't even that bad being hung upside down.
But it was the middle of the night, and it was cold.
Now, you may be thinking "what the hot cheese is going on here?".
Bill was too.
Except he didn't think 'hot cheese'.
-OKAY LINE, BREAK'S OVER. BACK TO WORK.
The middle of the woods at night was one of the last places Juniper Cipher would have expected to find herself.
She loved the woods, of course.
She had been trapped in a cage though.
And she was hanging upside down.
What was up with that?
-C'MON! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
The first thing Mabel Pines noticed was the face full of sweater.
It had slid down her body-luckily she was wearing a tank top underneath- and gotten in her mouth. And nose. And eyes.
Then she noticed two more things.
1. She was hanging upside down.
2. She was in the woods.
As she was fairly certain she hadn't gone to sleep like this, she knew she'd been moved.
But by who?
-MOOOOOOVE!
Dipper Pines, monster hunter extraordinaire, was not happy.
Not.
One.
Bit.
All the blood that was supposed to be evenly distributed throughout his body was in his head.
Having all the blood that's supposed to be evenly distributed throughout your body in your head is unpleasant.
Though that's probably not a suprise.
-NO, I DO NOT SOUND LIKE A COW WHEN I SAY THAT!
Olyxian Diverend had failed alnost every class he had in school, except for government. He'd gotten a good solid B in that class, and Physical Education, where he'd gotten a C.
It wasn't
his fault, of was the fault of the People On Top (as his mother called them) for lying to everyone.
Or, at least, that's what he told himself. He couldn't shake the idea that maybe he shouldn't do this. If he failed, he'd become a laughingstock. Just another crazy to go down with the other two they learned about in school.
He wished he could've met those crazys. They seemed fun, like a light in his dim, flat world.
He had to do this.
Hey, if he failed, something would accept him, even if it was only the history books.
-THE COW ONLY SAYS MOO! NO VE!
It took about twenty minutes and her emergency sweater-yarn-cutting scissors, but Mabel finally managed to cut the rope tied around her ankles.
She fell to the ground in a heap and muttered a quiet 'Owwww'.
Then she stood up, fixed her sweater, and wondered where the hot Belgian waffles she was.
She hoped it wasn't one of Bill's tricks, for two reasons.
1. She thought he was getting better! That he was going to stop being an evil jerkface!
2. She knew that Bill was probably very good with traps and plans, and had probably left her emergency sweater-yarn-cutting scissors with her on purpose, expecting her to get down and do whatever he had planned. Or maybe she was right about to walk into a trap and get herself killed. Or maybe Bill had accidentally left her her emergency sweater-yarn-cutting scissors, and expected her to hang upside-down until her head exploded, in which case- DUDE! Why would you do that!?
She was getting off track here. Where was she? She wondered if anyone was coming to get her, then remembered that it was the middle of the night and all sensible people would be asleep right now.
So she chose a direction and started walking.
Then, after around half an hour had passed, she heard a crash like something falling. She began to run in the other direction, making as little noise as possible, before she heard a shout come from the same placw the crash had.
A shout that was most definitely her brother's. So she did a 360 and ran back the other direction to Dipper.