AN: Okay, so, I'm in the writing mood! Lucky, you!

To answer the question of Weirdmaggedon that I have forgotten to answer numerous times already (sorry…), What "The Boy" did to Dipper will be included in the story later, don't worry! I didn't forget!

Also, I forgot to mention last chapter, though LittleAmberAmethyst reminded me: Cookie was indeed inspired by the real haunted rag doll, Annabelle who was owed by the family, the Warringtons. Cookie was also inspired by Mandy the haunted doll who hated display cases and would destroy anything near her if she was inside one, Robert the cursed doll whose facial expression would change, Pupa the haunted doll who'd write stuff like "Pupa Know" and Amanda the haunted doll who would just sit there innocently after trying to harm you.

Yes, dear readers, the Fantasy Freak is also a Paranormal Freak and she studies her passion!

This chapter was also requested by LittleAmberAmethyst so, take a virtual cupcake!

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter Seventeen: The Furious Fire Boy

Matthew inhaled deeply as sleep slowly left him, feeling something itching his wrist, and something else tickling his nose. The teen opened his eyes and blinked twice as crossed his eyes, seeing a feather resting delicately on his nose. A second later, he sneezed loudly, his body jerking involuntarily and the pressure on his wrist intensifying.

He barely had time to squint in bewilderment at the string wrapped around his wrist before a bucket of water splashed all over him. Matthew screamed in surprise as the cold water soaked his clothes and his bedsheets. He spluttered his now wet hair out of his mouth and tossed the heavy and now empty bucket off his chest, yelping when the string attached to his wrist tried to bring him down with it.

Grumbling under his breath, he undid the string just as the attic door slammed open showcasing a laughing Mabel.

"Bow to the reigning queen of practical jokes!" Mabel said.

"Don't do that again," Matthew grumbled walking to the bathroom to get ready. Mabel laughed in response while Matthew washed up and went downstairs to eat breakfast where Dipper was eating pancakes.

"You, kids better eat up," Stan said leaning against the counter. "I have a meeting for all the employees." Stan turned around, Matthew almost dropping his fork when he saw the words POST NO ADDS in chalk on the back of Stan's suit.

"The reigning queen!" Mabel hissed as Matthew and Dipper smothered their laughter.

The trio then finished and made their way to the gift shop where Soos and Wendy where lined up. Matthew gave them both a small wave before he and the twins went in line as well.

"Okay, people. Ever since Stratus Evergreen rolled into town, I got trouble, right?" Stan said pacing in front of Matthew, Wendy, Soos, and the twins.

"So, we fought back with a commercial, that Dipper didn't give me the idea of whatsoever!" Stan continued as Dipper scowled.

"Now, we gotta new crowd…a crowd OF NERDS!" Stan said dramatically showing off the front page of the newspaper.

"A science fair?" Wendy asked in confusion.

"Yeah, I don't get it. What does this have to do with the shack?" Dipper asked.

"It's a new crowd and a new rival, geniuses! You know how much people are going there?!" Stan demanded waving his arms dramatically. "We need to go there, exploit those secrets, and gain extra leverage!"

"It's a free event, Stan," Matthew muttered taking the newspaper from his great uncle. "This isn't really competition."

"What? Free? Impossible!" Stan snapped grabbing the newspaper and re-reading it. "Oh. It is free. Oh well! This was a waste of time, go back to work!"

"Yes sir!" Soos said as Wendy groaned and sat behind the counter.

"Why don't you go, Matthew?" Mabel asked jumping on the counter Matthew was leaning on. "You're super smart and stuff! You should totally compete! You'd do great!"

"Huh, well, I don't know. It would be kind of unfair."

"How?" Dipper asked.

"Almost all knowing demon?"

"Good point."

"You should go, Dipper," Wendy suggested with a smile. "I mean, you're smart, right?"

Dipper blushed lightly at the compliment from his crush. "Thanks, but I'm not really an engineer…"

"I can help you," Matthew suggested.

"Me too!" Soos said screwing in a light bulb.

"Think about it Dip-Dop! If you win you can be noticed!" Mabel said.

"And there's a five-hundred-dollar prize," Matthew said with a smile, showing his brother the article.

A hopeful smile creeped across his face. "But…what do I make?"

"Use your imagination," Matthew said. "I'm sure you can. Your big brother's a dream demon after all."

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

"Okay, I decided what I wanted to make," Dipper said spreading out his plans in front of his brother and sister as they walked into town. "I'm—hey why is there glitter all over it?"

"The reigning queen of practical jokes!" Mabel said cheerfully.

Dipper sighed in annoyance before brushing off the glitter and rime-stones.

"Okay, anyway. I'm going to make a perpetual motion machine!" Dipper said.

The same thing that ended Ford and Stan's relationship. Matthew thought with a tiny smirk.

"Should be easy," Matthew said. "It'll take a day or two to make and the things needed are easy to look for—watch it!"

The twins cried out in surprise as their brother tackled them to the street, a car quickly swivelling at the last minute to avoid them.

The angry driver stopped his car and got out. "What the hell where you thinking, kid?!" He demanded.

"What where you thinking?! You almost killed my siblings!" Matthew snapped back.

"They should've looked where they were going!"

"You should learn how to drive!"

The man clenched his fists and walked over to Matthew's face. "Listen here, I don't take sass from anyone."

"Neither do I," Matthew ground out, flames dancing across his fists.

The man yelped and backed up. "Tch, oh so now you're going to be even more sassy?" He nodded to Dipper and Mabel who watched the scene with slight worry in their eyes. "It's the punks' fault, shouldn't have been looking at what ever the hell they were looking at in the first place. So, you see, pretty boy— "

The man didn't finish his sentence because Matthew had punched him in the face with a flaming fist.

"Matt!" Mabel cried as the crowd of people who had come to watch gasped. Though the angry teen wasn't done. He threw a fire ball at the man's car and it exploded, causing people to scream and run in all directions.

"My car!" The man screamed.

"You didn't deserve it anyway," Matthew grumbled as the man began to weep over the now melting pile of metal, Matthew shoving by the people who where recording him with cellphones.

"Matthew!" Mabel exclaimed catching up to her brother. "Why'd you do that?"

"He was asking for it."

"You didn't need to blow up his car," Dipper said. "Me and Mabel were alright."

Matthew didn't answer, already feeling his darker half burning with want, he had the urge to hit someone, and get that feeling of power and dominance he felt when doing so.

"And you did that in front of all those people!" Dipper continued. "What are they going to say about you?"

Matthew clenched his fists. The more his brother spoke the more his want grew.

He then felt someone grab his shoulder and Matthew spun around, coming face to face with the driver. Matthew's want grew ten-fold.

"You're buying me a new vehicle, kid! You totalled my damn car with your freaky powers and you are going to…"

Give him what he deserves, a voice drawled in his head. Go on, do it. He's asking for it.

"…so, that's—hey what are you—!"

Matthew pinned the man to the street and punched him in the face again, and again, and again…there was just something about beating a living being up, it didn't mater if it was Celestabellabethabell or Arnag, there just something so good about beating people up. So, with every blow, Matthew's grin became wider, and wider—.

"Matthew! Stop it!"

His sister's voice seemed to snap Matthew out of whatever trance he was in. He looked at the man as if he were looking at him for the first time. His face was bruised and bloodied and he appeared to be crying—again (boy was he a crybaby). Matthew's eyes widened in horror as he staggered off him, his fists bloody and shaking as he panted heavily, looking at all the people who appeared to be recording him on their cellphones.

He looked back at Dipper and Mabel, there faces full of shock and horror, they appeared to be looking at a different person other than their caring older brother. Matthew swallowed thickly before running away from the crowd of people and into the woods.

You're Bill Cipher, whether you like it or not! I'll always be apart of you kid always!

He had no idea how long he had run for, but Matthew's foot met a moist piece of earth and his foot sunk, causing the boy to pitch forward and fall, cutting his clothes and flesh in the process.

He then swore when his world became grey-scale.

"How—?"

"You gave your unicorn hair to Pine Tree! Remember Welcome Matt?" Bill said as he appeared in an explosion of light.

"Go away!"

"I wanted to commend you for beating that jerk up! Ha! He'll never want to mess with you again!" Bill said with a laugh.

Matthew felt the guilt assault his gut as he looked away from the dream demon.

"Aw…don't tell me you're guilty, Welcome Matt!" Bill said hovering next to him. "He was asking for it!"

"I said go away," Matthew ground out.

"Nope! AHHAHAH!"

Matthew gritted his teeth. Now he knew how his clients felt when he used to laugh like that.

"Oh, and people are all scared of you so, if you want to go back to town, that's going to be a casualty!"

"What?"

"You used 'fire powers' and blew up a man's car, not to mention ruined his face permanently!" Bill chuckled. "They're calling you the Furious Fire Boy now!"

"Already?" Matthew demanded.

"Um, yeah, Welcome Matt. There's this thing, it's called the internet. Things move fast. Also, you've been out for over an hour."

Matthew blinked twice. "How hard did I hit my head?"

"Hard, oh look! It's Llama!" Bill laughed twirling his cane. "I'm liking your new attitude kid, maybe you'll join my band of freaks after all!"

"Fat chance," Matthew spat.

"Still a chance, though!" Bill sang. "Anyway, reality's an illusion the universe is a hologram, buy gold BYE!"

Matthew's eyes snapped open and he inhaled sharply when a sharp pain went through his skull, it was also raining now, fat droplets hit his face, it was somewhat annoying.

"Matthew?" A familiar voice said.

Matthew looked up into the blue eyes of Pacifica Northwest, a servant holding an umbrella over her head.

"Pacific—ugh," Matthew groaned as his head drummed with dull pain. "What're you doing here?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing," Pacifica said as Matthew slowly got up, using a tree branch for support. "You know you can get hypothermia by lying there in the rain."

"Um, yeah, I know." Matthew let go of the branch.

"Everyone's talking about you. You and your…powers," Pacifica said just as Matthew made an umbrella appear and opening it up, though he was shivering slightly.

"Yeah, I heard."

"You probably should come to my house and warm up," Pacifica suggested. "It's closer than the Mystery Shack."

"Your parents wont mind?" Matthew asked.

"They're out on some fancy schmancy party," Pacifica said rolling her eyes. "Come on."

Matthew would've preferred going to the shack and lying in his bed, under his blankets with his Harry Potter novels but he didn't think he could face the twins or anyone else for that matter after showcasing what a monster he was.

"Yeah, okay."

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

"So, what were you doing in the woods?" Matthew asked Pacifica as he sat in the overly large kitchen drinking hot chocolate.

"Taking a walk, I do that sometimes," Pacifica murmured.

"So, did you take my advice?" Matthew asked.

"Advice?"

"Did you talk with my siblings?"

Pacifica nodded. "I did actually…"

Pacifica watched Matthew Pines walk off. He was weird, the fact that he knew so much about her was scary—scarier than the fact that this teen could make a bouncy castle appear out of nowhere.

Slowly, she walked over to the brown-haired boy that Matthew said was his younger brother, and she instantly saw the resemblance to Mabel.

"Um, hey," Pacifica murmured.

The boy yelped in surprise, dropping the cup of Pitt Cola he was holding and causing the red-head he was talking to, to laugh. The boy blushed and rubbed the back of his head.

Pacifica turned to the boy. "So, like, what's your name?"

"Wha—? Who me? I um, Dipper Pines," The boy said.

"Dipper?" Pacifica asked quirking an eyebrow. "That's your real name?"

"Well…no, it's a nickname, based off my birthmark—." Dipper quickly covered his mouth.

"Birthmark?" Pacifica asked.

"Uh…no…"

"It's the Big Dipper," the red-head said sipping from her own cup.

"Wendy!" Dipper whined.

"The Big Dipper? You're not serious!" Pacifica laughed.

"Uh, well…yeah, it's true."

"I'd find that weird, except I was just kidnapped by a bunch of pointy hatted tiny men the other day, then I was chased by a guy in a red robe before he fell down a hole," Pacifica said.

"Oh! You mean gnomes!" Dipper said taking a journal from his vest and showing it to the blonde. "They tried taking my sister, Mabel. They want a queen."

"Yeah, it's what they told me, but really? There is no way a girl of my prettiness was going out with them," Pacifica said with a toss of her hair.

"There's actually a lot more creatures where that came from, I encounter them almost everyday in the woods," Dipper said.

"I do remember seeing a jackalope…I thought it was my imagination though," Pacifica said.

"A jackalope! I've never seen that before! You need to show me where you saw that some time!" Dipper said excitedly.

Pacifica smiled. "Yeah, sure."

"So, what's your name?" Dipper asked putting the journal back.

Pacifica held out her hand. "Pacifica Elise Northwest."

"I talked with your sister after that." Pacifica took a sip from her hot chocolate. "She totally forgave me for everything…just like you said. Fork Girl…I mean Candy and Grenda took a bit longer but they forgave me, too. I guess I'm in their little circle of girlfriends now."

Matthew smiled as he finished off his hot-chocolate.

"So, do you want me to like, drop you home? My servant can drive you," Pacifica said.

Matthew's smile faded. "I-I don't know if I can face them. Not after…you know."

"Well I'm not scared of you. What makes you think your own siblings would be?"

"I live with them, I'm under the same roof with them. And they know that I'm a psycho now," Matthew murmured, looking at his hands.

"Hey, Matthew? You know, at the party, when I was chatting with your brother and sister, if Dipper wasn't talking about the supernatural, or Mabel wasn't talking about glitter or boys, they where talking to me about you. And how you're such an awesome big brother."

Matthew looked up. "Really?"

"Um, yeah, and it was annoying…but sweet at the same time," Pacifica said.

"That was before I blew up a guy's car and ruined his face," Matthew said.

Pacifica rolled her eyes. "Don't you get the point? You mean the world to them. Heck if you became the evillest person in the world and killed millions I'm one hundred percent certain they'd still care about you. Do you actually think they'd hate you for losing your temper?"

They hated me for being Bill Cipher.

But they forgave you, right?

Matthew took in a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay," he said. "Let's go."

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Matthew had no idea what he expected when he opened the door to the Mystery Shack, but it wasn't being tackled by two hugs.

"You're alright!" Dipper said happily, pulling away.

"Where were you? You were gone for like two hours!" Mabel exclaimed.

"I was uh…warming up at Pacifica's house," Matthew said nodding to said girl.

"Oh! Hey, Paz!" Mabel said.

"Hi, Pacifica," Dipper said.

Pacifica gave them a tiny wave.

"Thanks for the ride," Matthew told the girl.

"No problem," she said before walking out, running back to her limo from the rain.

"Where's Stan?" Matthew asked as they closed the door.

"He went looking for you," Wendy said from the counter. "We stayed in case you came back."

Matthew felt that warm feeling in his chest appear.

"I'm sorry," Matthew said to the twins. "I-I shouldn't've lost my temper like that. I bet the whole town's afraid of my shadow now, huh?"

"Yeah," Dipper mumbled. "It was all over the news."

"You're called the Furious Fire Boy though! That's awesome!" Mabel said.

"Mabel!" Dipper said.

"It's alright," Matthew said with a tiny smile. "It is a cool name."

The twins cracked a smile as they all walked to the attic.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

Sure enough, the town alienated Matthew, they would stay far, far, far away from the "Furious Fire Boy" and they noticeably clutched their possessions tighter to their chests or dragged their children away. Matthew wasn't to bothered; he was used to being rejected by all the students in all his schools. When you have an abnormally high I.Q and the teachers are totally crazy for you, you can barely go a day without hearing, "freak" or "show-off" (he couldn't exactly deny the second one).

He still helped his brother with the project though, and within a few days, it was complete.

"Wow! It looks so science-y!" Mabel gushed.

"This'll probably win for sure," Matthew told his brother, ruffling his hair, causing him to laugh lightly. "You think?" Dipper asked.

"Definitely." Matthew smiled and made a wagon appear. The threesome slowly loaded the machine in and pulled it slowly down the stairs and to the door.

"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel called. "We're going to the science fair!"

"Yeah, I'll meet you there!" Stan called back.

The three of them dragged the wagon through the grass.

The fair wasn't too far from the shack, a mere five-minute walk to be precise.

Like before, people muttered under their breaths and dodged Matthew like the plague.

"Why wasn't that psycho path arrested?"

"Heard the police force where too afraid of him."

"This place is run by idiots."

"I couldn't agree more."

The three of them found an empty table and Matthew held out his hand, ready to lift the machine up with telekinesis, though Dipper stopped him. "Maybe using your magic in public isn't the best idea right now, Matt."

"Right as always, Dipper," Matthew said with a tiny smile. He picked up the device the old fashion way.

"Well," a voice said from behind them. They three turned to find a boy. Though nit just any boy, the boy.

"You!" Matthew and Dipper said at the same time, they both looked at each other in surprise then back at the boy.

"Hello," The Boy said, a tiny smirk on his face.

"What do you want, man?" Dipper asked with a tiny scowl.

"Nothing, I just wanted to deliver a warning."

"Warning?" Matthew asked.

"You might want to leave here, things will get a bit…messy if you don't," The Boy said stretching like a cat. "But if you don't want to listen to me…that's alright too."

"You have a gorgeous face…" Mabel gushed. The Boy scowled at Mabel before quickly turning on his heel and disappearing into the crowd of people.

"You know him?" Dipper and Matthew asked each other at the same time.

"Yeah, when I was trapped in the cave, he came," Matthew answered. "How do you know him?"

"Uh…well remember when you collapsed and I panicked? Well, he came and he offered to save you," Dipper muttered.

"In return for what?" Matthew demanded.

"He didn't say, he just said that'd I'd be in danger," Dipper mumbled.

"Dipper, why did you do that?" Matthew demanded rubbing his temples. "Making deals with paranormal beings always leads to trouble!"

"Hey, don't feel bad, Dipper," Mabel said. "I made a deal with Bill to save Matthew too."

"You what?!" Matthew spun around to look at Mabel.

"That's how he got control of my body," Mabel said.

"I—I don't…why?"

"For you, silly!" Mabel said. "You can't really blame us for making deals with the devil if it meant saving you, can you?"

Matthew was about to respond when Dipper cut him off. "Wouldn't you do the same for us?"

Matthew stared at the twins for a few seconds before kneeling beside them and ruffling their hair. "Yeah," he said with a smile. "Yeah I would."

"Excuse me,"

Matthew turned to find two children, a boy and a girl about Dipper and Mabel's age staring down at his kneeling form, both with black hair and blue eyes, the boy where rectangular rimmed glasses. Matthew was seriously surprised that somebody other than his family and friends approached him.

"Is that a perpetual motion machine?" The boy asked.

"Yes! Yes, it is!" Dipper said proudly. "I made it with the help of my older brother and my friend."

"Hmm, kindergarten," the girl sniffed.

"Pardon?" Matthew asked.

"The machine, it's as simple as kindergarten," the boy clarified.

Dipper's smile disappeared and Matthew and Mabel scowled.

"There's nothing wrong with Dipper's machine," Mabel protested.

"Yes, there is, it's outdated," The girl said calmly. "Get with the times, will you?"

The two walked off snickering, Dipper wearing a frown on his face.

"Don't listen to them," Matthew said. "They're just jealous."

"They're right," Dipper mumbled.

"Dipper! Don't say that!" Mabel cried.

"This stuff is so 1900s," Dipper said with a sigh. "I need to start over again."

"Dip—." Matthew's words died on his lips as an unearthly roar echoed across the open field.

Many people muttered while looking for the source, then, a woman screamed, clutching a three-year-old boy to her chest, she appeared to be running from something.

Then, more people started screaming as a chimera crashed through the tents and tables, knocking over projects and people alike.

"Run…RUN!" Matthew told his siblings. They didn't need to be asked twice.

The three of them ran for their lives, the chimera in hot pursuit.

"I think it wants us!" Mabel exclaimed as they ducked under a thrown table, still running.

"Of course, it wants us! Weird stuff always wants us!" Dipper called back.

The chimera then blew fire at them. Matthew tackled his siblings to the ground as the fire roared over head, burning a near by tent.

Just as the lion mutant tried to pounce on them, Matthew grabbed his siblings by their shirts and pulled them up quickly. The chimera's goat head snapped at Matthew's shirt and the chimera placed its large paw on his throat, cutting off his air supply, its claws digging into his flesh and puncturing the skin.

"Matthew!" Dipper and Mabel cried just as the chimera shot another blast of fire, surrounding boy and monster in a circle of flames. Matthew tried to feel his magic but it proved difficult, though the more the creature blocked Matthew's windpipe, the more his magic became harder and harder to reach. He could see caterpillars dotting his vision and strength slowly leaving his body. His eyelids sliding closed.

Suddenly, Matthew's windpipe sucked in air, his eyes snapped open as he saw the chimera battling…Stan?

The old man's clothes were singed in places and his fez was gone, he was wielding a tent rod and slamming it repeatedly on each of the chimera's different heads.

"Nobody messes with my family!" Stan growled, delivering a heavy blow to the goat head, it slumped unconscious. Stan then began dealing with the lion head, not noticing the snake's fangs dripping with venom, ready to bite him.

"Grunkle Stan!" Matthew screamed shoving him out of the way just as the snake lunged snapping at thin air. The two rolled into the flames and out into the open where people where screaming and running for their lives.

Chimera followed, an angry lion and snake head.

Matthew staggered to his feet, followed by Stan, who had lost his rod but was now holding up his fists. Matthew tried creating flames but they flickered and died in his palms.

"What?" He whispered, horrified.

"Matthew, watch it!" Stan called. The two hit the grass as a shower of flames went over head.

"I-I can't feel my powers!" Matthew exclaimed in panic. Matthew and Stan got up again, only for Stan to be batted away with an angry paw. The man crashed into tent, the poles collapsing on him, covering him in tarp. Matthew moved to help him only to be batted again, slamming against the grass.

Matthew tried once more to get up, but was stopped by the sharp pain in his ankle. The teen grunted in pain and fell back to the ground, the monster advancing.

Matthew jerkily crawled backward, his heart beat increasing as he tried and failed to get his flames to work.

"Come on…" he whispered as the flames once more flickered and died. "Come on, come on!"

The snake hissed and lunged forward, just as the venomous creature was about to bite him, when an axe went flying and cut the head clean off. It fell and disintegrated.

The chimera roared before turning to its new attacker, Wendy.

"Wanna play, kitty?" She asked holding up her fists "Let's play."

The chimera shot fire at her and she rolled out of the way, dislodging her axe from the grass and swinging it with all her might, cutting the lion's face.

The chimera roared before running away, leaving flames in its wake. When Wendy walked towards Matthew and helped support his weight, Stan kicked the tent off him and Soos ran towards them, eating a hot-dog. "Dudes!" He said. "Sorry, I just saw this hotdog stand and I just had to get one!"

Matthew grunted in pain again as he leaned more on Wendy, unintendedly nuzzling her neck. The red-head turned slightly pink and her heart-rate increased, though Matthew didn't notice.

"You alright, kid?" Stan asked walking towards his nephew.

"Yeah," Matthew grunted. "I think I hurt my ankle though."

"Nothing a bit of sleep wont fix," Stan said.

Then, a thought accrued to the blonde.

"Where's the twins?"

"Weren't they with you?" Wendy asked.

"No, I was surrounded in fire and then— "

Panic seized Matthew's heart. "Dipper! Mabel!" He called. He let go of Wendy and began staggering around the now empty field. "Dipper! Mabel!"

Then Matthew's throat began to pound with pain, his vision became blurry and he collapsed, only to be caught by the strong arms of Stan.

Dipper and Mabel the last thing on his mind before everything went black.

…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…

AN: Well, well :3 it looks like Dipper and Mabel have been CAPTURED. And Matthew lost his POWERS. And there's something WRONG WITH HIM.

The part where Mabel admitted what she asked from Bill was an idea from Guest who wanted Matthew to know.

Also, this was supposed to be a little bit light-heartier, but my brain came up with a capture, The Boy, and a freaking chimera so…in case you don't know what it is, look it up.

Fantasy Freak OUT!