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Alright another part up! I tried using my scanner this time instead of my phone's camera. lol probably shoulda done that from the start

"Wendy!!" Dipper cried out. Oh how he wished she could hear him. He was mortified of what would happen.... It felt like every second that went by the situation got worse and worse....! And... It was all his fault.... If he hadn't gone out... Insisted on Mabel coming.... None of this would have happened. "Wendy please....." Dipper whispered. He needed her to hear him. Then, she started to walk towards him, her hand outstretched. Dipper's face lit up. C-could she see him?! "Hey," she murmered. Yes! She could see him! But... How?! Wendy was right in front of him and for a split second he had felt safe.... But then the safety was flooded with dead; she had walked right through him and put her hand on Bill's shoulder. "What happened, with them taking Mab- that girl away?" Wendy inquired. She had seen the man there the whole time, so he had to have known at least a little about why an innocent 12-year-old was getting dragged away. Bill still had his back to Wendy as he responded. "Oh, Mabel? Well... She thought it would be kinda funny to y'know attack me and then the doctors thought she was insane and dragged her off!" He laughed a bit, and then muttered under his breath, "Although I can see where they where coming from," and he chuckled again. He had a hard time not addressing Mabel as he always had; as Shooting Star. Wendy shook her head in disbelief. How.... How could Mabel... She could be a little dramatic at times, but that was part of her personality. She wouldn't full on attack someone.... Would she? "Do you know why Mabel-" Wendy cut herself off, and realized something that gave her an odd feeling of discomfort. This person knew Mabel's name. Wendy had never seen this person talk to Mabel well.... Ever. Mabel was very quick to give her name to people, but he said it so casually.... As if he had known her from before 30 seconds ago. "How... Do you know Mabel's name?" Wendy asked, cautiously. Bill laughed again and turned around to face Wendy. His face looked familiar.... But she couldn't put her finger on it. "What, you don't think I'd know my own sister's name?" Bill chuckled, and it was clear he had to struggle to say "My own sister". Wendy's face turned white, just as Mabel's did. "D....Dipper.....?!" Wendy choked. Bill removed the hat, put it to his chest, placed is other arm behind his back and did a small bow as if to say "the one and only." Wendy couldn't believe what was happenng, but now she could see it. He looked like an older version of Dipper. But this was weird. Too weird for her liking. "How... What happened to you?!" Wendy could clearly tell that this wasn't the 12-year-old boy she had seem just a few hours ago.... This person had to be at least as old as her, but he was probably older than that! "It was an uhm.. A weird bug in the forest." Bill replied, trying to make a legitimate excuse. This was the big plan, and he couldn't let this girl get in his way. Wendy wasn't exactly convinced, but who was she to say that weird stuff doesn't happen all the time?! Dipper was now enraged that Bill was full-on lying to the girl he had a HUGE crush on. Not only that, but his twin had just been unofficially diagnosed as insane because of him! Bill, being the demon- literally- that he is, realized something from what Dipper had just thought; This Wendy girl and Dipper spend a lot of time together. He could get her to tell him where Dipper keeps his journal and prevent him from finding out any more secrets. This was perfect! "H-eeyy Wendy hows about you and be go over to the Mystery Shack and talk a bit!" Bill persuaded. 'That's where Pinetree lives, so that's where he must keep his journal' is the conclusion Bill had come to. "Uhh Dipper aren't you worried about your sister even a little?!" Wendy was confused. His sister was just dragged to who-knows-where and he was treating it like she had just said she was gonna go eat a whole 10 pounds of cupcakes while drinking a gallon of sprinkles- which was normal for Mabel. "Well uh... Mabel is hurt anyway! It's better if she stays here where they can uh... Treat.. Her!" Bill responded, trying to keep his cool. This stubborn girl could blow his cover! "Sure well... Uhh yeah let's go back to the shack then..." Wendy was now nervously eyeing Bill. This was only getting weirder.
******At the Shack******
Wendy sat on the roof of the shack, with Bill sitting next to her. Wendy was sitting on the lawn chair she had perched up there, and Bill was sitting dangling his legs over the ledge. He chuckled inwardly when he thought about how "fun" it would be to jump off of the roof and hit the ground hard. Dipper stood hovering behind Bill, hoping that he wasn't going to do just that. "So uhh Dipper what did you want to talk about, huh?" Wendy questioned as she threw a pinecone at the large totem pole, which unfortunately never got the paper target back on it after the.... Well, everything from the Gremloblin incident to the Zombie attack. Bill already knew what he was going to say. "Well I found this cool thing in my journal...-" Bill pretended to look all around for the journal. "Where's the journal?! I can't find it." He then turned around to look at Wendy. "Heeeeeey! Hows about you help me find it? Cuz, y'know, I really need it!" Bill then gave a nervous laugh. Wendy stared at him in silence for a few seconds, and then broke out into laughter. "You- Dipper- can't find your journal?! And," she snickered, "You went somewhere without it!? Pffft wow Dipper something really did happen to you!" Bill was now extremely annoyed. He stood up off of the ledge, and Wendy walked up behind him. "Listen! Are you gonna help me find it or not!?" Wendy now looked concerned, but still replied with, "Sure, Dipper. But this is super unlike you!" Dipper hovered behind her and yelled, "That's because it ISN'T me!!"

Part Three

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Alright another part up! I tried using my scanner this time instead of my phone's camera. lol probably shoulda done that from the start

"Wendy!!" Dipper cried out. Oh how he wished she could hear him. He was mortified of what would happen.... It felt like every second that went by the situation got worse and worse....! And... It was all his fault.... If he hadn't gone out... Insisted on Mabel coming.... None of this would have happened. "Wendy please....." Dipper whispered. He needed her to hear him. Then, she started to walk towards him, her hand outstretched. Dipper's face lit up. C-could she see him?! "Hey," she murmered. Yes! She could see him! But... How?! Wendy was right in front of him and for a split second he had felt safe.... But then the safety was flooded with dead; she had walked right through him and put her hand on Bill's shoulder. "What happened, with them taking Mab- that girl away?" Wendy inquired. She had seen the man there the whole time, so he had to have known at least a little about why an innocent 12-year-old was getting dragged away. Bill still had his back to Wendy as he responded. "Oh, Mabel? Well... She thought it would be kinda funny to y'know attack me and then the doctors thought she was insane and dragged her off!" He laughed a bit, and then muttered under his breath, "Although I can see where they where coming from," and he chuckled again. He had a hard time not addressing Mabel as he always had; as Shooting Star. Wendy shook her head in disbelief. How.... How could Mabel... She could be a little dramatic at times, but that was part of her personality. She wouldn't full on attack someone.... Would she? "Do you know why Mabel-" Wendy cut herself off, and realized something that gave her an odd feeling of discomfort. This person knew Mabel's name. Wendy had never seen this person talk to Mabel well.... Ever. Mabel was very quick to give her name to people, but he said it so casually.... As if he had known her from before 30 seconds ago. "How... Do you know Mabel's name?" Wendy asked, cautiously. Bill laughed again and turned around to face Wendy. His face looked familiar.... But she couldn't put her finger on it. "What, you don't think I'd know my own sister's name?" Bill chuckled, and it was clear he had to struggle to say "My own sister". Wendy's face turned white, just as Mabel's did. "D....Dipper.....?!" Wendy choked. Bill removed the hat, put it to his chest, placed is other arm behind his back and did a small bow as if to say "the one and only." Wendy couldn't believe what was happenng, but now she could see it. He looked like an older version of Dipper. But this was weird. Too weird for her liking. "How... What happened to you?!" Wendy could clearly tell that this wasn't the 12-year-old boy she had seem just a few hours ago.... This person had to be at least as old as her, but he was probably older than that! "It was an uhm.. A weird bug in the forest." Bill replied, trying to make a legitimate excuse. This was the big plan, and he couldn't let this girl get in his way. Wendy wasn't exactly convinced, but who was she to say that weird stuff doesn't happen all the time?! Dipper was now enraged that Bill was full-on lying to the girl he had a HUGE crush on. Not only that, but his twin had just been unofficially diagnosed as insane because of him! Bill, being the demon- literally- that he is, realized something from what Dipper had just thought; This Wendy girl and Dipper spend a lot of time together. He could get her to tell him where Dipper keeps his journal and prevent him from finding out any more secrets. This was perfect! "H-eeyy Wendy hows about you and be go over to the Mystery Shack and talk a bit!" Bill persuaded. 'That's where Pinetree lives, so that's where he must keep his journal' is the conclusion Bill had come to. "Uhh Dipper aren't you worried about your sister even a little?!" Wendy was confused. His sister was just dragged to who-knows-where and he was treating it like she had just said she was gonna go eat a whole 10 pounds of cupcakes while drinking a gallon of sprinkles- which was normal for Mabel. "Well uh... Mabel is hurt anyway! It's better if she stays here where they can uh... Treat.. Her!" Bill responded, trying to keep his cool. This stubborn girl could blow his cover! "Sure well... Uhh yeah let's go back to the shack then..." Wendy was now nervously eyeing Bill. This was only getting weirder.
******At the Shack******
Wendy sat on the roof of the shack, with Bill sitting next to her. Wendy was sitting on the lawn chair she had perched up there, and Bill was sitting dangling his legs over the ledge. He chuckled inwardly when he thought about how "fun" it would be to jump off of the roof and hit the ground hard. Dipper stood hovering behind Bill, hoping that he wasn't going to do just that. "So uhh Dipper what did you want to talk about, huh?" Wendy questioned as she threw a pinecone at the large totem pole, which unfortunately never got the paper target back on it after the.... Well, everything from the Gremloblin incident to the Zombie attack. Bill already knew what he was going to say. "Well I found this cool thing in my journal...-" Bill pretended to look all around for the journal. "Where's the journal?! I can't find it." He then turned around to look at Wendy. "Heeeeeey! Hows about you help me find it? Cuz, y'know, I really need it!" Bill then gave a nervous laugh. Wendy stared at him in silence for a few seconds, and then broke out into laughter. "You- Dipper- can't find your journal?! And," she snickered, "You went somewhere without it!? Pffft wow Dipper something really did happen to you!" Bill was now extremely annoyed. He stood up off of the ledge, and Wendy walked up behind him. "Listen! Are you gonna help me find it or not!?" Wendy now looked concerned, but still replied with, "Sure, Dipper. But this is super unlike you!" Dipper hovered behind her and yelled, "That's because it ISN'T me!!"

Part Three