I need sleep. Its been killing me. Hope you guys enjoy reading it!
"Mabel, I can't believe that you didn't listen to me when I told you to hit the failsafe button for the portal today,"
"What are you saying Dipper? It all worked out, and now we have Great Uncle Ford back! You have the Author! Isn't that what you've wanted all summer?"
"Well yeah, but that's not the point! You're my sister, Mabel! We're supposed to be able to trust each other!"
"I can't believe I'm hearing this, Dipper! I had to help Grunkle Stan! He loves us and I trusted him!"
"But you should've trusted ME!"
"Do you know how much effort I've gone to in order to help YOU this summer? I was possessed by a DEMON because I was so busy trying to help you finish up a stupid puppet show! I got fired from being a lifeguard because YOU had to help out a stupid crush!"
"Dipper, I–"
"And we had to ruin everything I had worked for with Wendy just so you could win a stupid pig!"
"Well, Dipper, I'm so SORRY to have ruined your entire summer! Let me just help you get rid of all these terrible reminders! I can't believe you're mad at me for doing the right thing! I'm just trying to do what's right"
"Mabel, stop, you'll break it!"
"GOOD! Just like I apparently break everything!"
*snap*
"Oh no, MABEL NO!"
"MABEL!" Dipper jolted up. He screeched as he flew upright, throwing off a blanket in the process. Dipper's chest was heaving as he struggled to figure out where he was.
Stanford came running into the living room where Dipper was. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked the boy who was still panting. Ford wasn't sure how he knows him but there was something awfully suspicious about the boy.
"I'm… fine. I guess." Dipper slowly told Ford. He jumped out of the couch and brushed himself off. He checked his vest for the… Oh no, the Journal. Where is it? Dipper started to panic. He looked around the living room hoping to see the red book. If he lose the book, Great Uncle Ford will surely kill him.
"Looking for this?" Ford asked Dipper. A sudden cold sweat trickled on his face. Slowly, he turned to where Ford was standing and looked at what he's holding; Journal #3.
Dipper gulped when he saw Ford was picking up something from behind the couch. It was a crossbow. "Now, you better start explaining how the heck you got your hand on this Journal. How did you know my name? How did you know where I lived here?" Ford started to aim the crossbow towards Dipper. His cold sweat and shivering won't help him. He gather his courage and voice to tell Ford who he is and where he came from. "God I hope he believe me" Dipper thought to himself.
"Now, the things I'm about to tell you is going to sound crazy. But please, you need to believe me." Dipper reassured Ford as he saw the man's face was lacking emotion and he looks like hell. The man must have not slept for a while now judging by the eye bags on his eyes.
Ford scoffed. "Kid, I've been through enough crazy things in my life. Whatever it is I'll believe."
"Alright, my name is Dipper. I'm from the future, from the year 2012 specifically. I was with my sister while travelling back in time but somehow we got separated. Now, all I have is this time machine device and my journal that you're holding right now." Dipper took out the tape measure from his vest and showed it to him.
Intrigued, Ford slowly lay down his bow and approached Dipper. He picked it up and looked at the tape measure which is surprisingly, not an ordinary tape measure. The content inside the device was very complex and he wasn't even sure he knew half of its components.
"Where did you get this from?" Ford asked. He wouldn't believe that a simple tape measure like this would house a very complex time travel device.
"I…. someone gave it to me. We made a deal-" Ford suddenly holstered up the bow, aiming to him. "Who is this 'someone'? TELL ME!" Dipper froze at the sudden change. Seconds ago, he saw Ford somehow began to trust him and now when he told about the tape's origin, Ford somehow lost his mind.
"What's with Ford? I'm just gonna tell that Blendin gave me as we made a deal-wait a minute." Dipper suddenly realized something, but it's impossible! He couldn't have known. But in the journal there was a note about… Bill Cipher. He must have though Bill is the one who gave me the tape!
"Please, Ford, whatever you thinking right now, I assure you, it was not Bill." Dipper told him boldly. Ford cocked an eyebrow after hearing that name. Bill, the demon that he once thought as a friend, and the one that he thought he could trust.
"Tell me how you knew Bill?!" Ford persuaded. "He's been terrorizing me and my sister in the future! How can you not know him? He possessed me by taking over my body and he also tried to take over my great-uncle's mind! That is a heck of a way not knowing him." Dipper's voice started to rise as he explain to Ford. He was still holding back the truth about his true self. He couldn't tell Ford the whole thing as it would jeopardize the timeline.
Dipper sighed, "Look, I'm here just to ask for your help. My great-uncle knows you and I hope that by coming to you, I might have some hope in trying to repair this device."
"And who is your great-uncle? How did he know me? As far as I know, I've never met anyone in this town."
Dipper's eyes widened. Idiot! You surely didn't know how to shut up didn't you Dipper? The damage has been done, he couldn't spin the story anymore. He took a deep breath and ready to tell him.
"My great-uncle goes by the name Stanley Pines." Dipper told Ford while looking straight in his eyes. "My name is Dipper Pines, I'm your great-nephew. My sister, twin sister, Mabel, was separated during our travel into this timeline. We… sorta having a heated argument before we came here. It was an accident, all of this. We shouldn't have meant to be back here. It's all my fault." Dipper frowned, his eyes started to fixate on the floor.
Ford was taken aback by his words. Sudden flashes of memories came back into his mind. Argument with Stan about his sabotaged project, Stan being kicked out of his house, never tried to contact him for the past ten years, it haunts him sometimes. The big project he prioritize more than his family, the things he had done, the deal he had done…
He put away his bow, and knelt down to Dipper's eye level. "Look, Dipper. I don't know if I can fix this. I'll try, but it may take a while though." Stan lay his hand on Dipper's shoulder. "I'm sorry for that kind of welcome, I guess I have been through a lot lately, with sorts of things, my project, my… Say, you hungry? I got sandwiches I've made this morning." Ford asked Dipper whether he's hungry or not.
Dipper smiled. "Yeah! Sure Great Uncle Ford." The bright face on Dipper's face made Ford cracked a smile on the end of his mouth.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go get us something to eat. We can talk more in the kitchen. And Dipper, here's the journal. I got mine already." Ford handed Dipper the Journal. Dipper took it and placed it in his vest. "Thanks Great Uncle Ford.
They both went into the kitchen to get something to bite. Dipper sat down on at the table and Ford took out the sandwiches and two cans of Pitt Cola from the fridge. He gave a slice and a can of Pitt Cola to Dipper and continued to sit at the other side of the table.
"So, Dipper. Tell me about the future." Ford asked while taking a bite on the sandwiches.
"Should I tell him? Should I tell him what Grunkle Stan and Great Uncle Ford told us? Its better he not knowing everything. I already messed up this timeline by telling who I am." Dipper thought of it since he came to this house.
"Well, Great Uncle Ford, My sister and I spend our summer here, in the shack." Dipper hesitantly told him. "Oh! So you're staying with me during the whole summer? That is great." Ford raised his eyebrows in fascination. He would spend his summer taking care his Great-Nephew and Great-Niece.
"Actually, it's more complicated than that. It's not you who would be taking care of us. It was Stanley."
"What? What do you mean Stanley is the one who will be taking care of you both? Where am I during that time?" Ford stared back at Dipper. That was not what he would hope to hear.
Dipper nervously chuckled and told him "You're not in the town while… we arrived. You're… uuhhh… someplace else, studying anomalies I guess. You have been in secrecy and all of that so we couldn't know much." Dipper held back the truth, for the greater good. Ford stared long at him. He seems to process the answer and tried to analyze Dipper's face for any signs of lie.
"Oh, okay." Ford continued biting his sandwiches. Then the conversations ended abruptly there. Dipper shrugged and finished his slice of sandwiches.
Few minutes later, they both have finished the food. Ford looked at the watch. It was already nighttime. "Dipper, I don't have any spare room at this moment, but I can let you sleep on the couch tonight. You can clean the attic by tomorrow morning. There's an extra bed in it and it may take a while to clean, but I'm sure you'll like it." Ford told Dipper as they were walking down the hall into the living room.
"Great Uncle Ford, the couch is more than enough for me to sleep." Dipper said. He didn't want to trouble Ford as he look like he's gone through something awful lately. The messy hair, the eye bags, the worries in his eyes.
"Alrighty then, I'll be down at the lab. Good night Dipper!" Ford told him as he went into the dark empty room that was supposedly to be the gift shop in the future.
"Great Uncle Ford! If you don't mind can I come down with-"
"No Dipper! My lab is a very dangerous place, for now. You would not come down here unless I asked you so." Ford cut him before he could ask. "Now you should get a good rest and please don't try to come down to the lab." Ford then disappeared into the dark empty room. Dipper could hear a door opening and slammed shut.
Dipper sighed. He knew that his Great-Uncle Ford was kinda paranoid, but he couldn't believe that his Great-Uncle was THIS paranoid back in the day. He remembered when Stan tries to hug Ford after 30 years not seeing him, he gave Stan a good right hook to the face. It was not a pretty sight to look at.
Dipper approached the couch, climbed it and pulled the blanket that wrapped him earlier. He lie his head down. He began to think about Mabel. Where could she gone? "Mabel, I'm sorry for everything, I'll try to make this right again. I hope you're safe." Dipper muttered to himself.
"I'm a horrible twin brother." Dipper thought before shutting his eyes.
On the next episode, Does Stan manage to run away with Mabel from the goons that have been chasing him? Dipper learn the horrible truth about McGucket, Bill and Ford and the intention of into building the Portal.
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