AN: Hello, hello, hello. It is I, Count Olaf!

No, no it's not X3.

Hello guys! It's me the Female Fantasy Freak! (I worded it right).

I'm back with another chappie! Yay!

Last time Dipper, Mabel and Matthew ended on…not very pleasant terms, and I took you aboard the feel train! Choo, Choo!

So, I need to mend their relationship before I can do the next canon chapter.

Hope you enjoy! Also from now on I'm calling human Bill Matthew.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Chapter Eleven: 'Till the End

Matthew Pines lay in his bed, staring at the wooden ceiling, feeling utterly cold.

For once it wasn't the nausea, it wasn't the fact that the attic was always somewhat cold, no. It was the realization that his siblings hated him.

Don't touch me! I hate you! Dipper's words replayed in his head like a broken record.

He glanced to his left where Dipper was facing the window, on his right Mabel too, was facing the opposite direction of Matthew's bed.

You brought this on yourself. You knew you couldn't love. You knew that something bad would come out of this, but you insisted on it anyway, and look. Now the two people who mean more to you than anything else in the world hate you. Matthew couldn't help but tell himself that.

Was this how the people he made contracts with felt? When he left them alone and betrayed? He finally knew, he knew why Ford now wanted him dead, why so many other people did. When somebody you care about turns around and betrays you…or starts hating you. Matthew finally knew.

And it hurt.

"I'm so sorry," Matthew whispered to his siblings. "You have every right to be mad but, come back to me soon, alright?"

Yeah right. Matthew told himself. Fat chance.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Matthew tried again to talk to his siblings but they blissfully ignored him, except for the occasional glare from Dipper.

Your wasting your time. Matthew sighed and ate his pancakes glumly. His siblings did the same thing.

"What up gremlins?" Stan asked walking into the kitchen. "My commercial was a total hit! I have tons of tourists coming in, lemme tell yeah! And—what's up with you, sad sacks?"

Dipper stabbed his pancake violently before getting up. "I lost my appetite."

Mabel ate a few more bites before walking up to the attic with a tiny sigh.

"Did something happen?" Stan asked turning to his remaining nephew.

Matthew sighed before pushing his food away. "We had a bit of a falling out."

"What?! How in the name of all things holy did that happen? I always though you guys were…inseparable," Stan said, surprise written on his face.

"Yeah, well, it happened," Matthew said getting up. "Besides, nobody's inseparable. Look at you and your brother."

Stan's face took on a look of grief. "Yeah, you're right—whoa, whoa, wait! How'd you know me and my brother had a falling out?"

Matthew smiled mysteriously before going into the attic and retrieving some of his novels. He saw Mabel, sitting in Sweater Town but ignored her and she ignored him.

Matthew then raided a bunch of Oreos from the kitchen and ate them while sitting on the couch, reading while the TV played.

That's when everything went grey. Matthew tensed, knowing what this meant. The teen gritted his teeth as Bill appeared in an explosion of light next to him.

"Hey there, Welcome Matt! Somebody looks upset! You okay? You can tell me, kid! I mean we're technically the same entities!"

"Piss off," Matthew spat, generating a door between him and his past self and slamming the door shut.

Not very surprisingly, Bill opened it and wagged a scolding finger. "Not nice, Welcome Matt. Not nice. Didn't your mother teach you any better?"

"What do you want?" Matthew demanded.

"To help you!"

"Yeah right."

"It's true!" Bill said in a sing song voice.

"I don't need your help, Cipher now get out of my head," Matthew said glaring at the demon. Bill just gave him one of his mouthless smirks, infuriating Matthew even more.

"Oh, but you do!" Bill said putting an arm around Matthew's shoulder twirling his cane.

"No, I don't!" Matthew snapped shoving Bill off him. "Now. Get. Out!"

"Just hear me out, kid!" Bill said. "Did Pine Tree and Shooting Star really care about you?"

Of course, they did! And thanks to you, they don't anymore! But Matthew found himself unable to say those things. Did they care?

"Think about it Welcome Matt! From the moment, they came home that day, you cared." Bill's body flickered like a TV screen and showed Dipper and Mabel's first day home, and the uncertainty in Matthew's eyes.

"You saved them from nightmares, played with them, stood up for them, you convinced Pine Tree that being smart was cool!" Bill said, showing Matthew reading to the twins, jumping in mud puddles with the twins, verbally lashing at a bully who messed with the twins, and playing D, D, and more D with Dipper.

"What have they done for you in return? Eh, Welcome Matt?" Bill said slyly, he once again put an arm around Matthew's shoulder. This time, the blonde didn't shove him off, he was too lost in thought to care.

"You love them, but have they ever loved you back? All you did was tell them the truth and they turn on you! Just. Like. That." Bill snapped his fingers.

"What are you saying?" Matthew murmured.

"If they loved you kid, they wouldn't have cared if you were me. They wouldn't've cared if you were keeping secrets from them. They would've stayed by your side. They would've said 'no matter what you are or where you're our brother Matthew!'"

Matthew swallowed thickly as Bill gripped his shoulders tightly. The boy shivered involuntarily.

"But what did they do, Matt Hatter? What did they do?" Bill whispered, squeezing Matthew's shoulders tighter.

Matthew looked down. "They left me. Dipper said he hated me."

"What kind of siblings are they? You do everything for them, and they turn around and make you suffer! Ha!" Bill let go of Matthew's shoulders and his eye turned blue, his hand erupting in blue flames.

"Why don't we teach them a lesson, eh?"

Matthew glared at Bill. "Who do you think I am? Stupid?"

Bill laughed and his flames disappeared, his eye returning to its default color. "Another time then?"

"Don't count on it," Matthew said.

"Oh, but I do, Welcome Matt." Bill's eye turned black and his body red, his voice lowered a few octaves. "I do."

And with that, Matthew jolted awake, the Oreos and the book on his lap falling to the floor.

He's right you know. A voice in Matthew's head whispered.

Shut up.

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Dipper hummed to himself while going in the fridge for a Pitt Cola, only to have it snatched by Stan.

"Hey!" Dipper cried indignantly. "That was mine!"

"Hence the word, was," Stan said opening the can and drinking it.

"Grunkle Stan! That was the last one!"

"Look, if you want it so badly, I can piss it out for you later."

Dipper growled and stormed into the living room where Mabel was knitting and watching TV. "Look, Dip-Dop! It's a new episode of Ducktective!"

Dipper sat beside his sister and watched with a tiny scowl.

Mabel said then stopped her knitting. "Hey, Dipper? Do you think we were a bit hard on Matt?"

"Mabel, he kept this a huge secret since, forever! No, I don't think we were hard on him," Dipper responded.

Mabel nodded slowly and looked back at the show, which was now on commercial.

"Do you like mystery?" Stan said grinning from the TV.

"Oh, look! It's Grunkle Stan's commercial!" Mabel said.

"How about creepy old shacks in the middle of the woods? If so you need to meet me! Wonderful Mr. Mystery!"

The commercial showed the inside and outside of the Mystery Shack. Then showed Stan giving an awestruck group of people a tour. "I show you the likes of which the world has never seen! So, don't waste your time on so-called 'psychics.'"

The commercial showed Gideon combing his hair, then tripping into a mud puddle and screaming. The world FRAUD plastered on the screen.

"Come learn about novelties and befuddlements! Come visit the Mystery Shack! NO REFUNDS!"

Dipper and Mabel exploded with laughter. Dipper thinking, he should totally show this to Matthew…except he forgot he wasn't talking to him.

"That was funny! I wonder what Matt would say about this!" Mabel said, then stopped and sighed. She couldn't help feeling that this was the sort of thing her older brother would enjoy wisecracking at.

Turning to her brother, she had a feeling he was thinking the same thing.

"Um…so, you want to go into the woods today?" Dipper asked Mabel. "It'd probably make us feel better."

"Yeah, no," Came a voice.

Matthew walked in crossing his arms. "You two aren't going there by yourselves."

"Yes, we can," Dipper said firmly. "And you aren't the boss of us."

"If you want to go into the woods, I'm coming with you. There are things there that could put you in danger," Matthew said firmly.

"Oh, sure!" Dipper laughed bitterly. "Let's get protection from a power-hungry demon who wants revenge on us! Yup! That makes perfect sense!"

"I already told you I don't want revenge, Dipper! What part of that don't you understand?!" Matthew asked in frustration.

"I understand that your Bill Cipher, so you can't be trusted!"

"Fine!" Matthew snapped. "Go escapade into the woods! Go get yourself killed! See if I care!"

"You never did," Dipper said darkly.

Matthew clenched his fists and stormed off to the attic, throwing himself on his bed before screaming in his pillow. He then proceeded to punch it vigorously.

Matthew didn't even remember falling asleep, but apparently, he did, because his world was grey again.

"Go away! I'm not in the mood for your garbage."

Matthew was greeted with maniacal laughter. And then he appeared.

"Somebody looks upset! Pine Tree isn't being very nice, is he?" Bill said floating next to the boy. "And Shooting Star isn't defending you! What's up with that?!"

"Get. Lost!" Matthew barked.

"Aw, come on kid! Don't you want to make those kids suffer as much as you did—whoa, whoa, whoa! What're you doing?!" Bill exclaimed as a portal appeared out of nowhere and dragged Bill inside. The demon snapped his fingers and the portal disappeared.

"What part of leave me alone don't you understand?!" Matthew demanded.

"None!" Bill said, and laughed shrilly.

Matthew growled and turned away.

"Look, Welcome Matt, let me help you out!"

"If you teach them a lesson they probably won't trust me even more!" Matthew said.

"They already don't trust you, kid!" Bill said, his voice laced with amusement. "What else do you have to lose?"

"What do you get out of this?" Matthew asked suspiciously.

"Well, judging be your friendly conversation the day before, my Weirdmageddon plans came into fruition, but Fez and his two little sidekicks defeated me. I don't know how but if I scare them maybe they'll leave and stop messing with me!"

Matthew's suspicions grew, Bill's explanation was fishy. Why would scaring or "teaching a lesson" make Dipper and Mabel leave Gravity Falls?

"It's a win, win, pal!" Bill said holding his flaming hand out.

"Forget it," Matthew said.

Bill looked annoyed. "You are the most stubborn client I've ever had! You can't blame me for wanting that deal kid! I don't want to be a weak doormat who can't stand up to his own siblings— "

"I'm not a doormat!" Matthew snapped slapping away Bill's hand. He realized his mistake a second later as Bill giggled gleefully.

Matthew sucked in a sharp breath as Bill tugged him out of his body.

"Damn you!" Matthew growled. Bill laughed. "Wow, you really take care of this body!" Bill said pulling up Matthew's shirt and grinning at the lightly toned flesh.

"Hey, hey!" Matthew exclaimed. If he wasn't currently a ghost he'd probably be blushing.

"Well, off to kill your siblings!" Bill said cheerfully, almost as if he were saying "off to buy some peaches"!

"Kill them?!" Matthew asked in horror. He sped in front of Bill. "You can't!"

"Why not?" Bill asked with a smirk.

"Dipper and Mabel were the reason you were able to start Weirdmaggedon in the first place! If you kill them…"

"I'll worry about that later, kiddo!" Bill summersaulted down the stairs and crashed at the bottom, exploding in laughter.

God! I am so stupid! Why'd a take his hand?!

Was it pride? Maybe it wasn't, maybe he really did want something bad to happen to the twins. After all, they made him suffer. Why shouldn't they suffer as well…?

Stop thinking that stuff! Bill told himself and flew downstairs after his doppelgänger.

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"Is there a place for fairies? I want to go there, a lot!" Mabel said enthusiastically as the twins walked through the woods.

"Well…" Dipper flipped though the journal, cringing at the singed page before continuing his search.

"I know where it is," A familiar voice said.

The duo turned to find their brother…who was grinning a lot for some awkward reason.

"Matt, I told you we don't—."

"How about I show you where it is?" Bill asked, his creepy grin broadening.

Dipper scowled. His brother was acting very strange.

"Lead the way," Mabel said happily.

Bill smirked. Like taking candy from a baby.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

AN: Well it's late so here you go! Sorry for not having italics and bold. I was once again forced to type this on my phone…

Fantasy Freak OUT!