Chapter 17
Back at the shack, Mystine was resting on Mable's bed and Dipper in his. They were wrapped up and tended too and Mable was asleep with Waddles in a sleeping bag on the floor. Bill appeared, invisible, by their bedroom door. He stared at the two sadly. Mystine slightly shifted in the bed.
Bill hovered closer to her bed, putting out a hand but fazing right through her. A shiver went down her spine and she pulled the blankets closer. He sighed. "Mystie, I'm so sorry" he whispered, though he knew no one could hear him. She slightly tensed up but then relaxed and softly muttered, "Bill..." Bill felt tears welling up in his eye. "You'll get better, then you'll run around and do crap with your new friends, I promise" he said. "I- I love you."
She smiled slightly in her sleep. "I love you too..." she muttered. Bill floated over to Dipper. "And I'm sorry to you too pinetr- d- Dipper." he said softly. Dipper just kind of shifted slightly. Bill sighed, feeling a lot better. He felt like he needed to get them better, but as he couldn't touch them he decided to hang around and make sure they don't get hurt more.
The next morning Dipper and Mable went downstairs to eat and Mystine was still sleeping. "Ugh. I feel like crap today..." Dipper groaned as he reached down to pick up a dropped spoon. Bill was still in the room with Mystine, watching over her. Mystine slowly woke up with a yawn. "Ugh. I hurt all over..." she muttered. Bill hovered beside her, turning a little blue at the corners from guilt. She suddenly tensed up sensing a presence in the room. She turned around slowly and came face to face with, "oink!" seconds later waddles was running away from Mystine who had probably almost killed him.
Mabel heard waddles squealing. "Oh! I think Mystine's awake!" she exclaimed, getting up and dragging Dipper from the table to go check on her. She scooped up waddles on the way and calmed him down. Mystine sat on her bed and picked up her journal. Dipper groaned and followed Mable. She opened the door, happy to see Mystine up. "Mystine! Are you feeling okay?" she asked. "Better than yesterday." she replied. "That's good." Mabel said with a smile. "Do you feel good enough to come down for breakfast?" "I think so." she replied.
The twins helped her downstairs and got her some food. As they passed the bathroom, they could see a reflection of a fourth person for a second. Mystine didn't really notice it but thought she saw Bill. She shrugged it off and ate. Dipper sat down and started eating as well. Mystine ate quite a bit. Dipper and Mabel started talking about their dreams and random things kids talk about. Mystine thought back to her dream she had. Bill was in it...she sighed quietly. Man, she missed him.
"There was this weird guy in my dream." Dipper said. "He looked like some kind of emo pirate." That made Mystine turned to him. "Blond hair covering one eye with a black top hat and bowtie?" she asked. Dipper looked confused. "How did you know?" he asked. "His name is Bill. He was my old boyfriend. He was slaughtered by my brother and his hunting pack..." "How could I dream about someone I've never met?" dipper wondered. "I don't know. He was super kind and sweet though. Mable would have loved him." Bill felt a mix of happiness and guilt. 'Not anymore' he thought to himself.
Mystine sighed. "I thought I heard him in my dreams last night too." "Hmm... so we both dreamed about the same person last night, and I don't even know who he is..." dipper muttered, pulling out the journal and skimming through it. "It is strange..." Mystine replied and searched through her journal too. Bill looked over their shoulders. Mystine found something. "Hey dipper I found something." She said and placed the book on the table. The page was listed hauntings. "Interesting..." Dipper commented as he read through it, bill reading over his shoulder.
Mabel was sitting across the table, and couldn't read it. "What is it?" She asked. "Hauntings. We might be haunted by his spirit. Or at least I am." "But why would he choose to haunt you, or all of us, now?" dipper asked. "I don't know." in the reflection of the window, the fourth person could be seen again for a second, leaning over their shoulders. Mabel looked up at it in surprise, but there was nothing there. Mystine thought she saw it too. "Bill?" "Mystie? Can you hear me?" bill asked.
She was quiet and her wolf ears perked up. She swore she heard something. Bill brightened. "Mystie?" he asked again. Mystine looked around. "Do you guys hear that? It sounds like Bill..." dipper and Mabel looked around, confused. "No..." dipper replied. "I swear I am hearing something..." bill basically just fangirled and freaked out for a while. "Ohmygoshshecanhearmeyesyesyes!" dipper stared at her skeptically. She slightly winced at the noise. "Now it's sped up and I can't understand it..." she muttered holding her ears.
Bill took a deep breath and calmed himself. "It's gone. That was weird..." bill sank slowly to the ground. "I need you to see me..." he whispered to himself. "I need to be a human again..." Dipper looked for ways to communicate with ghosts. Mystine looked around. "This is really weirding me out you guys..." Dipper got up. "I'm gonna go find some candles." He said. "Okay. I'll be here..." Bill decided to talk to Ohanzee about it and traveled to Otherworld. Dipper and Mabel hunted down the ingredients for a spell.
Ohanzee was waiting on him to return. He saw him and smiled. "How'd it go?" bill gripped Ohanzee. "I need to be human again!" he said, practically begging. "Help me!" "Alright. Let's get to work then." he said. "Hoooooow?" bill groaned. "Has a demon even done this before?" Ohanzee turned into a human form he used to represent himself. "I can appear human. If we can teach you how to get your human form you would be able to switch between the two. Physical realm and dream realm." he explained. "Teach me!" bill said, clutching him again. "Okay!" he replied and started teaching him.
It was a rather difficult process, and took quite a while... Thank goodness time passed differently there. Ohanzee smiled. "There I think you got it." Bill changed one last time, and stumbled around the room, fully human. He tripped over something and fell on top of a small table, knocking several muffins and drinks to the ground. He just sat there, laughing his head off. "I'll hurry back then." He said.
Back in the mystery shack, dipper and Mabel had put together an arrangement similar to a summoning ritual, with several candles and a picture of Mystine and Bill. Mabel ran and got Mystine. Mystine came into the room. "Mystine, we've put together a talking-to-the-dead spell." Dipper told her, gesturing to the candles and stuff. Bill appeared, in demon form, in the kitchen of the mystery shack. He hovered into the other room and watched them. "Okay. Let's get started then." the three sat in a circle around the candles, holding hands. Dipper read something in a strange language aloud, and the candles flame turned a soft purple.
Bill felt himself being pulled into the middle of the circle and gasped in surprise. Dipper looked around. "Did you hear that?" he asked, not hiding the excitement in his voice. Mystine nodded slightly. "Yeah...I did." Mable nodded too. Bill looked around at them. "Can you guys... hear me?" he asked. The candles turned a darker shade with each word. "B-Bill?" Mystine asked, looking around slightly. Bill turned to look at her. "Mystine?" "Is that really you?" "y- Yeah. It's me." "Where are you? I can't see you." bill sighed slightly. "Promise me you guys won't freak out." he said. "I promise." Mystine said. Mable looked at Dipper. Bill changed into his physical form. It was a bit different in this universe, slightly harder.
There was a bright light, and Bill in his human form appeared floating above the circle of candles. He quickly fell to the ground with a slight groan, almost catching himself on fire. Mystine gasped in surprise then quickly helped him up and away from the fire. Mable made sure everything was not on fire, except the candles of course. Mystine looked at him. "Bill? Is that really..." she noticed something had fallen away from him and carefully picked up and realized it was the top hat she had given him so many years ago and tears brimmed her eyes as she looked back up at him. "It's you. It's really you..."
Bill hugged her close, eyes filling with tears. "Pl- please tell me this isn't another dream..." He said. She latched onto him and started sobbing hard. Dipper and Mabel stared at the two for a few minutes, dipper on the verge of flipping out. "b- But... I thought you said he was dead...?" "That's what I thought..." she replied still hugging him happily. She never wanted to let him go again. "yeah... it's a long story..." bill said. "I'd actually... rather not talk about it..." "Don't care. Too happy to care." Mystine mumbled as she snuggled up against him. Mable smiled slightly. Bill snuggled himself closer to her and held her. "Good..."
Mable took Dipper's hand. "We should leave them be." Dipper nodded and they left the room, after grabbing and blowing out all the candles and stuff. Mystine was still crying slightly. She was so happy. "I've missed you..." they held each other for quite some time, sobbing and laughing. Dipper and Mabel found Stan, and started to explain that they were going to have a... guest for a while. Mystine soon fell asleep in his arms. Bill didn't fall asleep, but just held her. Stan agreed to let bill stay, if he works.
Over the next few days, Bill took care of Mystine and helped around the shack. That night a blue pulsing light came from deep beneath the shack. Stan Pines was in an underground laboratory beneath the Shack, working on a machine. Stan pulled a lever, and green fluid pumped into large, glass tanks. "Come on, come on. Should be just enough to finish the job." He removed his fez and glove, and without knowing, wiped toxic waste on his forehead, which sizzled and briefly glowed green. "Whew. Can't be too careful with this stuff."
Red lights flashed and a buzzer went off. Stan smiled and turned to look at the screen, which read, "EVENT INITIALIZED" and an eighteen hour countdown began. Stan started reading from one of the journals. ""Warning," blah blah blah, "Extreme usage could result in minor gravity anomalies." Can it, Poindexter!" He slammed the journal shut. "I've come this far. I'm not givin' up now!" He pushed a button and the machine began to spin. "Yes, this is it." His fez floated off of his head.
Outside the Shack, rocks started floating off the ground, along with Gompers the goat. A boat lifted out of the lake. In the scrapyard, broken-down cars and junk lifted off the ground, and inside McGucket's makeshift shack, a blue light blinked, illuminating the sleeping and floating McGucket and the functioning laptop which now read "ACTIVE" under an image of the machine.
Back in the Shack, Dipper and Mabel, as well as Waddles, float off their beds, but sleep undisturbed. Mystine was snuggling Bill in her bed in her wolf form as they were lifted up. There was a resounding "thunk" as everything in town touched back down to the ground. "It's gonna be a bumpy ride, but it'll all be worth it." he synchronized what looked like a large wristwatch with the steadily ticking countdown, still displayed on the monitor. "Just eighteen more hours. Finally, everything changes. Today." A draft blew the journal shut, revealing a golden six fingered hand print with a one in the center.
(Not what he seems is starting next chapter! BTW I'm just gonna roll with the twins found out about Mystine being a werewolf already. My friend and I think after this is done we might do one in Mystine's POV would you guys like that? Let me know in the reviews or I'll post a poll and you can vote too.)