The pressure in Bills' head turned to a sharp, throbbing pain. He ignored the, now much louder, voice and made his way down. Mystine wasn't sure what to do. She managed to catch part of the scene with her claws with one hand and slowed her descent somewhat but fell off and hit the stage.
She moaned in pain. Dipper flew over and Mable rushed over. "Mystine!" they cried. Mystine was clutching Dipper's journal in her hand. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at them giving a weak smile. "I found it."
The curtains suddenly closed, and they heard footstep behind them. Mystine couldn't keep her eyes open and closed them again, her breathing barely noticeable. Dipper and Mable turned around quickly. Bill stood there, his usual grin missing. "Step aside." he hissed. They glared. "Never! She's our cousin! We're not going to let you hurt her more than you already have!" Mable snapped back.
Bill looked confused for a moment. "Cousins?" He asked, pointing between the pines twins and... The werewolf pines. XD werewolf pine? What? His voice sounded different, more human. Mable and Dipper looked at each other than back at him. "I thought you said you knew all." Mable commented.
Bill flushed. "I- I uh said I know "LOTS OF THINGS!"" he hissed, sounding all demon-y again. "Why would I trouble myself with your filthy meat sac relations?!" They looked at each other slightly amused. "So...you know lots of things but not everything..." Mable said. "WILL YOU STOP QUESTIONING ME AND GIVE ME THE BLOODY JOURNAL ALREADY?!" Bill yelled in reply. "Nope!" Mable replied. She stood in between Mystine and Bill.
"Then how about we make a deal?" he asked. 'They know you'd just break it.' "You give it to me and I don't KILL ALL OF YOU?" 'As if you could.' "With Dipper's body? Yeah right." She replied. Mystine was death gripping the book like a lifeline.
Bill pulled a small knife out from behind his back. He had stuck it in his arm found it in the shack's kitchen and brought it with him. "How about I start with pinetree?" he said, holding the blade to his throat. "Then I'll make your life hell." 'Are you really this desperate for attention?'
Mable gasped and her eyes widened. Mystine could hear everything but couldn't do anything about it. "No!" Mable cried. "I'll give you the stupid book!" she said. Dipper looked at her. "No! Mable!" he exclaimed. "Yes Mabel!" Bill said, mimicking Dipper's voice. 'Why do you even need it?' "Give it to me and you can all walk away from this alive." 'Are you really that jealous of stupid pin- Dipper?!'
Mable stepped to the side. "You have to get it from her." she said, standing out if the way to Mystine. He stepped forward, obviously pleased with himself. He crouched next to Mystine, completely ignoring Mabel. Mable suddenly pounced on him from behind causing him to drop the knife on the stage and she pinned him down. "Ha! Got you! Now get out of my brother's body you evil Dorito!" She demanded.
Bill struggled against her, biting and kicking and otherwise throwing a tantrum. She started tickling him. "I may not know your weakness but I know Dipper's!" She exclaimed. Bill squirmed around, laughing and hissing. He hadn't been in a human body for a long time, and the feeling of, well feeling in general, was unusual now. "g- Get ooooooff!" he yelled, voice breaking. She grinned wider. "Not until you leave my brother!" "Never!" He hissed back, trying to throw her off.
She fell off and grabbed the journal from Mystine and ran towards the other side of the stage with it. Bill scrambled to his feet and chased after her. Mable started running in circles with him chasing her. "A little note about the human body- You haven't slept for 24 hours! Also, I got a full night's sleep and I'm on four mega-shots of Mabel Juice!" She exclaimed.
Bill started slowing down, stumbling every few steps. "Ah! What is this feeling?" he wheezed. "My body is burning! I can't move these stupid noodle legs! Curse you, useless flesh sticks! Body...shutting down... must...scratch... mosquito bites..." the rush of being mortal again was finally catching up to him. Dipper and Mable watched him stumble around. Bill felt his body hit the floor hard, then the feelings of being mortal quickly faded away. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa... Hey!" he shouted as he twisted back to an upright position.
He saw Dipper fly back into his body and growled. Dipper moaned in pain as he stood up. He quickly and carefully came over to Mable who handed him the journal. Mystine was unconscious now. Bill glared at them, and noticed the puppet of Dipper. He possessed it and cackled. "This isn't the last you'll hear of me!" He yelled. "Big things are coming! You can't stop me!" Mable activated the fireworks and everything blew up and burned. Bill watched as pin- Dipper stepped on his 'host'. He growled slightly and faded back to Otherworld, appearing beside Ohanzee.