Sorry it's taken so long to get this out. Just life things still getting in the way, but they're important. Still wishing I had more time to write original stuff and finally get published, but that will come later, I'm sure. Anyways, I really enjoyed Weirdmageddon 2. Mabel is always entertaining. But of course, I had to make my story different, or what would be the point? While the bubbles in the show are meant to keep the subject happy and complacent, they take a different approach and meaning in my story. Hope you enjoy.

PS: Google image search the term "three lobed burning eye" and the story "The Haunter of the Dark" by H. P. Lovecraft. Have fun.

"What is the object of this circle of misery and violence and fear? It must have a purpose or the universe has no meaning and that is unthinkable. But what purpose? That is humanity's great problem to which reason so far has no answer." – Arthur Conan Doyle, "The Cardboard Box"

In the moment between entering the bubble and arriving at the other side, a vision flashed in front of Pacifica's eyes. She found herself on a desolate red rocky landscape, a bright orange setting sun in front of her and a small body of water about 200 yards from her. Small fish-like humanoids began emerging from it, about 6 feet high each, which her mind immediately recognized as the Deep Ones, servants of the dreaded Dagon. She looked down at her claw and readied the lightning gun which her human body would carry 50 million years from now. She fired it in a spread fashion and wiped out the first wave of Deep Ones in front of her. Her palm tree, squid-like cohorts to the left and right of her did the same. One shouted that they could not hold them back for long before the creatures finally overcame him. The other fired his weapon until a colossal set of tentacles flew out of the body of water and snatched him into it. No sooner did this happen then Pacifica was immediately faced with a set of claws and teeth flying into her face.

The vision faded.

Pacifica found herself floating in what she perceived to be space. She floated through the inky blackness, distant stars twinkling off in the distance, their billion year old light finally reaching her eyes. Was any of this real? Could there be a whole new world inside this bubble? Could she move freely through it? She didn't seem to have any trouble breathing at least, so she took the time to examine her surroundings.

She looked through the empty see of nothingness and eventually found a small figure floating in the distance. She squinted, and her heart raced as she realized who it was: Dipper. She attempted to push herself forward and found she could indeed move at will; it was like swimming underwater.

Right before she reached Dipper, two creatures generated from the nothingness on either side of her. They looked like yellow, transparent snakes or Chinese dragons at first glance, but their eyes were much more malevolent and horrifying, dull black pupil-less irises that she could tell were still looking at her in spite of it. They slithered through the empty void towards her, and all Pacifica could think to do was to raise her weapon and fire.

The gun began to charge, but it was too late. The creature flew past her, biting her shoulder as it did. Pacifica yelped and looked at the wound. It hurt immensely, but she was more agitated at the fact that her expensive shirt and jacket were probably now beyond repair. (Could the cleaners get interdimensional monster slobber out of these) Her adrenaline getting stronger, she raised the weapon again and after a moment's charge, fired it at the other beast just as its gaping mouth was five inches away from her head. The creature screeched and disappeared; Pacifica wondered how these things could be making a sound if they were indeed in space. She had remembered from school that since space is a vacuum, there could be no sound waves. This ruined every science fiction movie she saw afterwards.

The musing passed quickly, as the other creature quickly doubled back and flew towards her again. This time, she was ready for it. She charged the weapon again and likewise vaporized the transparent monstrosity. For some reason, she thought of an old video game she played in her father's private arcade collection room, Space Harrier.

She looked back towards Dipper, calming down and keeping focused on the goal. She floated near him, and touched his shoulder. He didn't seem to acknowledge her, only looking out into the endless blackness.

"Dipper," she said, shaking him by the shoulder, "Dipper, it's me. I'm here to get you out of here. Come on, snap out of it."

"It's starting," he said, still not breaking his gaze from whatever captured his attention. With that, there was a bright flash, brighter than anything Pacifica had ever seen. As the light faded, she looked back to where Dipper was staring and saw off in the distance What looked like a cluster of stars swirling and forming around an inky blackness, but it was hard to tell what exactly it was. Likewise, hundreds of the same creatures she encountered swirled and danced around it in the darkness. How far away they were, she could not tell, but she did not want to look at them any further. Her mind just couldn't take it.

"Can you see it?" Dipper said, "What's at the center?"

"No," Pacifica said, "it's way too dark and blurry."

"I can," Dipper said, "And in it, I see the end. It's the black hole that will eventually swallow the Earth. The Milky Way will survive its collision with Andromeda, only to eventually collide with this monstrosity. I look at this and all I can think is whether or not its all worth it. Any efforts I make to save the town or to save the world from Bill, will it amount to anything. I could solve all the mysteries in the world, only to have the universe's garbage disposal crush it into space dust. If it's all going to end anyway, why are we even here? All I am is the Big Dipper, ready to be smashed into antimatter at anytime."

"Dipper," she said, sighing, "I don't know. I don't have all the answers and never will. Neither will you, no matter how hard you dig into your science and all your nerdy crap. But I know this much right now that I don't want the world to end yet. We have to stop this Bill thing from destroying our home. And think about this. I've seen the way your family and friends are around you. You have a lot of people who care about you...including me. The past few days have been incredibly scary but exhilarating, and I wouldn't trade them for the world." She wrapped an arm around him from behind and rested her head on his back, her other hand still holding her weapon out of fear. "Now, come on. Your family needs you…I need you."

"Come on, Dipper," Wendy said from behind them, "I know you're a tougher kid than this. You're awesome. Pull yourself together."

"She's right, son," Ford said from behind Wendy, floating towards Dipper who had then turned to face the three of them, "I haven't known you for very long but I can already tell you've overcame many a great ordeal."

"Yes," Dipper said, more color and a pleasant expression returning to his face, "And your journals have helped me survive so many of them."

"That's the keyword," Ford said, floating directly in front of him, "Survival. We humans weren't meant to give in to these feelings of annihilation. We each have a survival instinct within us that pushes us and gives us the will to keep moving. Hold onto that feeling, Dipper. Don't let it go. Trust your instincts and keep moving forward. Now, lets get out of this bubble."

"Dipper," Pacifica said, butting in the middle between them, "Don't give up. You're the most awesome guy I've ever met." She hugged him again. "Lets get out of here."

Dipper shook his head and blinked his eyes, a feeling of having woken from a dream he could not quite remember washing over his mind before reality of the waking world came into view.

"Whoa," Dipper said, "What happened? Where are we?"

"We're inside one of Bill's prison spheres," Ford said, "I believe Bill's goal was to break your spirit before he broke your body. To what end, I'm not sure. I'm not why he chose us for this at all."

"Either way, man," Wendy began, "you really have Paz here to thank for trying to save you. The first sight of you in a bubble sent her running down a hill to go help."

"Pacifica?" Dipper said, "You rushed in here to help me?"

"Well...yeah," she said, blushing, "I couldn't just sit by and do nothing. I...still have to kick you and Mabel's butts at mini-golf."

"You're surprising me more and more each day," Dipper said, reaching out and holding her hand. Wendy smiled at this, knowing this poor kid was finally over her and in good hands.

There was a roar behind them. They looked to where they perceived the black hole to be to find what looked like something emerging from it. Out of the abyss came colossal black tentacles, two immense black wings, and a massive bright yellow three-lobed burning eye. At the slightest glance of this thing, their minds reeled, not fully grasping what they were seeing coming out of the black hole towards them.

"We can't stay here any longer," Ford said, "We need to get out of here now." The four of them then propelled themselves through space away from the monstrosity that was now tumbling towards them, screeching as it did. But there was a slight bend in front of them, something that looked almost like a plastic covering. Ford took out his laser pistol and blasted it open, bursting the bubble and sending falling to the ground, now back in the real world.

They had escaped one form of agony only to face a new one before them as Bill looked down upon them.