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Last Chapter-
As the day went on, you grew tired and it became nighttime once again. You drag yourself to the Mystery Shack, I guess it's my new home now.
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You arrive at the Mystery Shack. It was late at night and everyone was tired from the past day.
You open the door and see Wendy asleep at the cash register. "Hey, Wendy! We're back!" You shout happily. Wendy jumps up awake, "Oh, hey man! How was your anomaly adventure thing?" Ford sighs, "It was a mess, to say the least. I had to be saved by Y/N and-" "And she saved the whole group," Dipper continued. "Wow, sounds like you had a lot of fun," Wendy smiled.
"Quit snoozing off at your job! I know we don't have many customers, but that's no excuse for sleeping at your job," Stanley shouted at Wendy as he came into the room. "Oh, you guys are back," Stanley mentioned after spotting us, tired. Ford turned to Dipper and Mabel, "It's getting pretty late, I recommend going to bed. Even I'm tired," Ford yawned. "I'm probably going to go to sleep after a while, too," You say to Ford. "Oh, by the way, how long are 'ya going to be saying here?" Stan stared at you. You shrugged, "I don't know, as long as you let me." Grunkle Stan smiled, "Well, go check upstairs." You looked at Stan suspiciously but trusted him enough to walk upstairs. You slowly walk up to the attic and notice three beds, one more bed than before. One was Dipper's. One was Mabel's. And... "That's one yours, Y/N." You stuttered in shock, "O-uh, eh. Thank you." "Don't thank me. I got it for 9 cents at some old shop," Stan said. "I hope I don't regret spending that 9 cents later," Stan mumbles as he walks away. You were shocked and happy about this news. You jump from upstairs, down. You see Ford as he reads Journal 1. "Hey, Ford! Have you heard about what Grunkle Stan gave me!?" You say excitedly. Ford looks up at you and smiles, "I indeed have heard about it. I'm going to sleep at my desk, that's my plan." You smile back at Ford.
"What are you reading there?" You walk over to Ford curiously. "Oh, I'm reading Journal 1. It's very old, I just wanted to go back on memory lane and see my old journal," Ford flipped through the pages. "Can I join?" You asked. "Of course! Do you want to read Journal 3? Or, do you want to read Journal 1 with me?" Ford offered. You remember that Journal 3 talked about Bill Cipher... Perhaps knowing more about him would be helpful since he lived in your mind now... "Journal 3. Twice the time of going down memory lane!" Ford smiled, "Well, you're not wrong!"
Ford handed Journal 3 over to you and you sat next to him, "I thought Dipper was holding on to it." "Dipper gives it back to me for the night," Ford explains.
You flip quickly through the journal, and Ford stares at you while you do so. You turn yourself to Ford, so he doesn't know what you're reading about, and you pretend that the way you're sitting is more comfortable. You land on a page with a drawing of Bill Cipher... And, Dipper and Mabel were fighting him. On the top of the page it read, "Grunkle Stan's Mind!" You read through it and discover that everyone new so far that you have met has met Bill Cipher... But you read further and further, and at the end of the second page, it talks about someone named Gideon... And how he stole the Mystery Shack... "Who is Gideon? He sounds like a weirdo. Who would name their child Gideon?" Ford shrugs, "Ask Stanley, I think he knows more about him than me. Also, Dipper and Mabel know him too." You sigh and close Journal 3 shut, "I'm not sleepy, but it's already midnight. I should probably get going, it was fun reading with you!" Ford smiles, "Goodnight!" "Goodnight," You say back.
You plop down on your new bed. It smelled like smoke... And fish for some reason. Maybe it was the bed of a person who liked to smoke fish. But, you could never know for sure. It was soft enough so it was comfortable, but not too soft. 9 cents? Really? Did Grunkle Stan rob the guy? You sighed and eventually fell asleep.
"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well... If it isn't S/N..." Bill chuckled suspiciously. You open your eyes to a vivid dream. You were lying on dry dead grass and Bill was floating right in front of your face. You sat up lazily, looked around, and then looked at Bill, "Uh, hello Bill... N-nice weather we're having, hm?" You muttered. You rubbed your eyes and then looked around your dream. It... Was... Pure... Chaos...
"Nice weather it is..." Bill said thoughtfully as he turned to look where you were looking. Everything was on fire, the grass was dry, and the sky was red... Stone statues of people were littered everywhere, and you were in the middle of a burned-down forest. You stood up to look to the side and saw a red waterfall simply defying gravity.
A black cane appeared in Bill's hand, and then he poked you with it and chuckled happily, "I like how you consider this a dream! Instead of a nightmare..." You sighed, "Eh, my mind's on fire. What else could you say?" Bill laughed with you at your pun. "I like you, kid. I thought that you being Pinetree's friend... You would suck," Bill seriously stared at you, looking a bit annoyed and mad. "That's kind of mean to Dipper, isn't it? He's not that bad. I mean- why else would I be friends with him?" You pointed it out. What did Dipper do to Bill? "Oh, well... He ruined my fun and chaos..." Bill said, leaning on his cane. "Dipper, Mabel, Ford, Stan, Wendy, Soos, and Pacifica are my friends. And, I'm sorry if they did something bad to you," You sincerely explained. Bill rolled his eye, "Kid, I forgive that you're friends with them. Just don't bother me about them... Or them about me..."
You sighed, "Well, what about the journals? Why did you invade Stan's mind?" Bill chuckled and again poked his cane at you, "Well, S/N... There was a deal I had made with Gideon. If you didn't know... I make deals..." Deals? "Precisely, kid. I'm a Dream Demon, invading and being in people's minds is my thing," Bill chuckled. "Th-that's so cool! But... How do you know so much?" You asked. The whole abandoned candy factory thing... "I know lots of things... LOTS OF THINGS..." Bill's voice became very deep and serious at the last part. "Oh, and I remember I called you a muse... Giving me knowledge, and uncertain amenity... I don't know, I'm sorry, I just thought I would note it..." You mention. "Wow, you remind me of Sixer... Why use such words as amenity? Anyway, if you keep on reading Journal 3, you'll eventually find out," Bill snickered. You sighed, and there was an awkward silence.
You sat down on the dead grass, "So, how much time do we have left until I wake up?" Bill thought about it briefly, "In dream time or real life?" What did that mean? "You know when like... You feel like you spend an hour in a dream but you sleep much more than that?" Bill was annoyed at your stupid question. You nod. Bill continued, "Well, in dream time it will feel like five minutes from now... And in real life, it will be about 1 hour later." You thought about it, and that makes sense...
"You know what... I have a question for you..." Bill asked, leaning on his cane in front of you. "Yes? Continue..." You said. Bill adjusted his bowtie, "Why did you never question that I'm a triangle?" Bill expressed questioningly. "Why am I a human?" You answered with a question. All Bill did was widen his eye in surprise at your answer. You decided to give more detail, "I mean, there is no reason to ask why you're a triangle. The same question could apply to me. Why am I a human? Why are humans human-shaped? I also think it's kind of weird to ask the obvious... But, why are you a triangle, anyways? If we're on that topic now..." Bill chuckled, "Oh, well then. That checks out... And I'm a triangle because I'm a being of pure energy with no weaknesses! I come from the second dimension. Flat minds, in a flat world, with flat dreams... Glad I liberated that dimension and everyone in it!" Bill laughed hysterically. He's insane! But... If that place was that bad... I couldn't imagine living in a world like that myself...
Bill laughed so hard that he sounded short of breath. You chuckled nervously with him. "Well, bye kid!" Bill snapped.
You woke up all sweaty, why is it so hot in here? You jump out of bed and walk downstairs. You go down and see Dipper and Mabel downstairs drinking something, "Guys? Why is it so hot in here?" Dipper glances at you and places down his drink, "It's starting to get hot since Summer started. The place is starting to heat up, that's why we're downstairs drinking lemonade."
You decide to go to Greasy's Diner once again. "So, there's this game thing where if I'm strong enough I get free pancakes?" "Yeah! I tried it and learned that it's hard. It's not worth it-" Dipper got cut off by you, "I WANT TO TRY IT!" And... You win? Dipper stares in shock as Mabel cheers, "PANCAKES! PANCAKES! PANCAKES FOR EVERYONE!" Dipper looks defeated at your win but still enjoys the pancake that you gave to him.
"Shandra Jimenez reporting: On June 2013, Tuesday 11, a group of four has been exploring the town. And they defeated a living, abandoned candy factory. The factory has been forgotten for many years. And we're here to interview them about how they did it."
Dipper stared in shock. Jimenez walked over to you, "The captain of the team was the one who saved them and the town, what's your name and how did you do it? How did you find out how to defeat the horrid thing?" You spit out your drink from shock as you stared at Jimenez. "My..." You remember that you are a runaway from home, and if this news spread, that this was the end of your life in Gravity Falls. You hesitated, but in the end, you answered, "My name is F/N L/N."
Dipper whispered to you in your ear, "What is happening here?" In response you shrug, still looking at Shandra Jimenez. "So, Y/N, how did you defeat the creature?" Jimenez continued. "F-first of all, I'm not the captain as you called me... And second, I'm not sure what you're talking about..." You hesitated. "The living candy factory, how did you defeat it?" Jimenez explained to you. The whole camera crew was pointing intensely at you, "W-well what do you mean I defeated it? All I did was open a door with a press of a button to let me and my friends escape..." You explained with confusion. Jimenez replied, "Thank you for telling us. It has been a pleasure talking with you, Y/N." But then Shandra Jimenez leaned over to you and held the microphone further away, secretly whispering to you, "And the government is willing to give you a million dollars not to say a word about it." Before you could say anything to her, she stood up straight and said into the microphone, "We got our words from the main hero, what does the rest of the group have to say about this?" And the first person she pointed the microphone to was Dipper, he excitedly squealed. He breathed in and started, "My name is Dipper. And I am a friend of Y/N. And I am an adventurer! I come from California. And-" Dipper kept on talking. He was talking so fast that it all sounded like one word. Jimenez interrupted, "Thank you for sharing, Dipper." She then pointed the microphone to Mabel, "OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! I CAN BELIEVE I'M ON THE NEWS! Hi! My name is Mabel and I love sweaters, pigs, boys, my family, and my friends!" Mabel excitedly yelled. Then the microphone was pointed to Ford, "My name is Stanford Pines. And I'm an adventurer and supernatural analyst and journalist." Jimenez brought up the microphone to her mouth, "This mystery has been solved. Thank you for sharing... Y/N, Dipper, Mabel, and Stanford. It has been a pleasure talking to you."
Jimenez walks out, but right before she does, she whispers to you, "Come meet the government for the money at Greasy's Diner tomorrow at noon, exact time..."
P.S. The difference between Y/N and F/N L/N is that Y/N can be used as your first name, last name, or first and last name. It's that the name that's used for you doesn't matter, only the fact that it's referring to you. But F/N L/N gives more specificity on what is used to refer to you. And gives more information on what type of situation something is. If it's formal, informal, or whatever. And S/N stands for "Symbol Name." Only Bill uses this. I can't imagine Bill saying my name like, "HEy, ANnA (Pronounced like Aunna)." But, you CAN interpret it like your own name because Bill calls Gideon by his name, or like a nickname because he used Fordsy when talking to Ford. Anyway, have a good day, and have fun reading!