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Next morning Dipper woke up barely able to move. With groan he looked down to see Bill wrapped around him like a snake. Successfully stopping his movements leading to rather unpleasant cramps.

"Get off of me." Dipper said trying to free himself. It only resulted in demons hold getting tighter, if it was even possible… With sigh Dipper shortly zapped unsuspecting demon and kicked him off the 'bed'. "I have to shower." he said leaving still slightly confused demon.

Showering Dipper looked at his arm for short moment. Was what Bill said true? What if he was lying? And was grandpa really involved in it? And most importantly, who is SHE? Basically Bill answered no questions and created million new ones, questions Dipper didn't need.

"I'll just have to check it." he sighed. It wasn't helping his dreams. He was already feeling a headache coming if he won't write it down, at least as a draft. And he doesn't even remember it unless he writes it. Groaning Dipper put on jeans and red T-shirt. Far too much to deal with. Not to mention Ford possibly flipping out at sight of Bill. With sigh Dipper returned to his room…

While he was showering Bill managed to sit up and reach his bright, yellow sweater. But not exactly to get his pants or put anything on. "Hurry up. It'd be nice if you were gone before Ford wakes up.

"You're behaving like I'm your boyfriend no one approves." Bill flashed a smile and yawned. After this he started complaining about meatsacks. Something about having to eat and sleep all damn time. Although he was able to understand Dipper just left demon to finish dressing. Something about almost naked Bill made him feel weird. Not that Bill was all that pretty.

Not at all. Pale, skinny with to long limbs… Only his face was nice… Stopping in shock Dipper gently slapped himself. He had no time for romances. And certainly not with Bill…

In kitchen Mabel was already up and making pancakes. "What's the occasion?" Dipper asked in slightly shocked. He's never seen Mabel cook, even when he was shortly visiting home.

"C'mon Dip-Dop. You're here and we have a guest." she said "So be nice and wait for Bill."

Dipper sighed. He was planning a quick breakfast and then quick run around to confirm if Bill was lying or not.

While cooking Mabel started talking about the party. Dipper wasn't exactly listening to her. He was looking for some hole that would let him completely doubt Bill. Everything demon said was making far too much sense to be a lie. Even considering fact that he was all knowing.

Few minutes later Bill joined them with yawn. Thankfully he was properly dressed. After short conversation with Mabel he started bugging Dipper about his book. How one character clearly is being framed by someone. And how some other is annoying.

AS Mabel finally started serving pancakes Ford came up for coffee. "What is HE doing here?" he instantly asked noticing Bill who was completely ignoring him.

"There was party." Mabel said. "Bill got drunk and since Dipper was coming to take me home
I thought we may let Bill stay the night." she continued whilst calmly serving pancakes. Without another word Ford got himself coffee and left, his eyes not leaving Bill for even a second.

Dipper was somehow happy that someone is enthusiastic about his fantasy novels not physics books. Usually everyone was only talking about those…

With breakfast done, Dipper drove bill to Susans' and after returning to shack he went on a walk. Good thing that Ford was still in his lab. Mabel was knitting another sweater and Stan was walking tours.

In woods Dipper instantly felt that something bad hanging was in the air. He didn't like that feeling. It was somehow worse than weirdmaggedon… "This is bad." he muttered instantly going to gnome forest. At first glance everything was normal. But looks he was getting from gnomes weren't pleasant.

"Where's Jeff?" Dipper asked stopping one gnome. Thing completely freaked out and started shouting.

"His house?" he said still visibly nervous but no longer trashing around. "And don't just scare people like this. It's rude." Gnome shouted running off.

"Thanks…" Dipper muttered hoping that Jeff finished his bath… shivering with disgust he knocked at door and opened it not waiting. "You there?" he asked looking around.

"Don't just barge into someone's house. What do you want?" gnome in question asked, at least he wasn't bathing in squirrels…

"Not much. Just ask how's time been to you." Dipper asked looking around.

"It was fine. Not to mention HIM getting back to his senses… but I tell you. Something is coming. And it isn't good." Jeff was speaking lower and lower till he finished

"Why not run then?"

Jeff just laughed. "It won't do a shit, kid."

"It's worse than I thought then." Dipper said to himself more to gnome.

"It sure is. Wait you heard about it already? And where have you been all those years?" Jeff asked in a bit of a shock.

"You know, here and there. Checking some things. You seem pretty relaxed, aside from that one totally freaking out dude, it is." Dipper noted. If something bad, worse than Bill was happening why wasn't anyone. "Is it really that much worse then Bill? And what did you mean by 'HE got back to his senses'" he asked.

"Cipher… He's not the person to take over the world. It was quite clear that it wasn't him back then. Not really." Jeff started. "If someone could make him forget his duty as guardian… I don't want to know what else that person can do. But with Bill 'back' there is almost nothing to be worried about..."

"They beat him once." Dipper interrupted slowly beginning to believe in Bills story. And that was all kinds of scary.

"They must've surprised him" Jeff defended and Dipper was slowly believing he's sleeping and Bill is playing with his dreams.

"Wait, wait, wait. Are we talking about the same manipulative ass-hole? I'm certain that no matter what they did they couldn't change someones personality all that much. No to say that it doesn't look to me like you trust Bill all that much." he countered gnome.

"Fine, he has awful personality. But listen. He PROMISED he'll do won't let them do any more mess." Jeff was on verge of shouting by that point. Why? Who knew. Dipper certainly didn't, but something was telling him that Bill himself wasn't sure if he can succeed, and Jeff felt it. For a gnome he was kind of smart. For a gnome though… "Don't you have anyone else to bother?" gnome asked, visibly annoyed. Dipper wondered why he got so mad. It was fact that they never liked each other, not since Dipper saved Mabel from becoming their queen.

"It was nice talking to you." Dipper said and left gnome alone before he assembled all gnomes into giant. That would be just a trouble.

Manataurs were a little more eager to talk and more freaked out. Dipper wasn't surprised. Having to trust twig like Bill to make things right after he already messed up once. But they told him something Jeff didn't, not openly anyway – no one trusted Bill but he was only one who had any chance of doing anything. It was quite a shock but not much of a surprise.

Hand-witch and unicorns said nothing more. In stead of answering questions his walk brought even more. Sighing Dipper decided to eat at Susan's, and who knew Bill might be there. He was kind of curious of his mysterious job as mentioned restaurant.

He wasn't disappointed. As soon as he stepped inside he noticed mop of blonde hair and heard far too familiar voice praising pancakes and waffles. He almost laughed. He looked like completely normal human being not a disguised demon who tried to take over the world just few years ago.

Not recognising group of girls giggling at Bills rant Dipper assumed they were tourists. Not giving blonde any sign Dipper took one of many free seats, it war relatively late time for breakfast and early for dinner/lunch, call it however you want. He, instead opted for silent observation.

It didn't take long for Bill to notice him and smile widely. "How can I help you?" demon asked walking closer and leaning on counter. It took all Dipper hat to not laugh at little eye-brow wiggle he did. "Just coffee. Dark, no sugar." he said holding back laugh.

After short while Bill returned with his tea complaining about people never coming on time. "Any problems?" Dipper asked sipping his coffee, it was surprisingly nice.

"None at all, my co-worker hasn't appeared yet. He should be here two hours ago." Bill ranted ignoring giggling girls saying he's cute when mad. Dipper found entire situation hilarious.

Dipper passed another half hour munching on pancakes and observing Bill while wondering why he choose this kind of work and if he should really trust him...

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