Okay, here's chapter 2. Super quick. This is also based on a fan comic with an unknown to me author, so credit goes to them if they accept it. Here's an alternative ending to Sock Opera. What would happen if Gravity Falls wasn't a kids show?

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"After all," Dipper laughed, "Who would sacrifice everything they worked for just for their dumb sibling?" It was his voice, but Dipper wasn't the one speaking. This was Bill. He'd taken over Dipper's body, to use as a vessel, since he had no body of his own and the real Dipper (his soul, taking on a strange ghost form) was below them, on the stage, trying to finish Mabel's puppet show.

"-Dipper would!" Mabel said and threw herself out of the swinging basket, gripping the book and cartwheeling into Bill's chest.

A disgruntled "Huh-?" escaped Bill's mouth before Mabel pushed him backwards and he let go of the rope, "Hey! No take-backs!" he yelled as the rope sailed out of his grasp and the basket began to free fall towards the stage. Mabel elbowed Bill in the chin and snatched the book from him. A struggle began between the two.

Below, the great wooden basket smashed into the stage.

"You're making me mad, Shooting Star!" Bill snarled as their fight continued above.

Wendy, Soos and Stan, along with the rest of the audience all sat stunned, wondering whether that was supposed to happen.

"Eh, the pacing needed it." huffed Stan in his usual sarcastic tone.

CRACK! "Help!" A smash and a sickening crack suddenly sounded from above the stage. Stan was already sprinting along the rows, up the stairs. He knew Mabel's voice, and that cry meant she was in danger…

"Too bad that other arm broke," Bill was chuckling, "-Not as durable as I thought, huh?" Mabel moaned as Bill's foot trod on her hand, which was grasping the edge of the lighting tower. Dangling off the edge, above the stage, with one broken arm, she could only stare up at Bill, at her brother's mean face, praying someone would help her.

"Mabel!" Stan rounded a corner and stopped on the other edge of the balcony walkway, "What are you, nuts?! Help her up!" He stared at Bill, unaware of his presence inside Dipper's body, "What the heck's gotten-" he froze, as a flash of yellow reflected in his eyes, "into you…" Now he understood.

"Well well well, Stan Pines!" Bill grinned spreading his arms out wide, one still grasping the book, "Just the man I wanted to see this!"

And he kicked. Mabel's white hand slipped and disappeared as she fell, out of sight…

Stan leapt and flung himself to the edge, reaching out as if to grab Mabel and pull her to safety, but she was already flying through the air, about to hit the stage.

"Boy-" Bill's awfully cheerful voice echoed through the silence, "Shooting stars sure are pretty when they fall. Huh?"

THUD.

Stan's face fell into his hands as he cried.

Bill walked away a few steps and grinned, "Well, that about covers all I had to do. I'll let you wrap this thing up, Pine Tree…" he laughed, throwing his head back, "After all; you wouldn't want to miss your cue for the encore!"

Bill stepped back and stopped with his heels balanced perfectly on the edge of the platform, "See ya later…" and he left Dipper's body.

Immediately, Dipper's soul returned. He blinked, saw his great uncle sobbing into his hands and realised what had happened. He cried, and noticed where Bill had deposited his body, right on the ledge, like he knew what Dipper would want to do.

"Race you downstairs-"

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I have a huuuuuuuuge collection of these stories on a word document so I hope you liked this one. Leave a review if you did x The summer holidays will be starting in three days so I'll have plenty of free time to write. Thanks, Avani x