Okay.. So this is my first ever Gravity Falls and fanfiction. I recently got into the fandom about a week ago, and I've already watched Season 1 and what's of Season 2 so far. I re watched Sock Opera today, as it is like the best episode so far, and this little story was made.

Now, I'm sorry if I got anything wrong with it. It's my first fanfiction of this fandom, and I'm still very new to it, so please be nice okay?

Thank you everyone!

With that said, let's begin!

Chapter 1

Dipper looked around the darkness of his room. The night was still young, only about around midnight. Mabel had already fallen asleep with her pet pig, Waddles by her side. Grunkle Stan had went to bed about an hour or so ago, due to him not being able to hear footsteps downstairs any longer.

He reached over to where he hid the journal and pulled it out. Using the moonlight coming in from the window by his bed, the 12-year-old used it to help him see and read the book, as he didn't want to end up waking his sister.

The boy read it for awhile, before he soon ended up falling asleep, and that was his mistake.

Dipper looked around to see where he was at. The land around him was gray, drained of all its color, though it looked just like his bedroom. The child knew that he was in the Dream Scape, and Bill was close by as the place was like this. Where, he didn't know, yet.

He felt something poke him, and he shrieked, jumping in fear and turning to face whatever had poked him. Only, he saw nothing there.

There was a faint laughter coming from behind him, and a voice whispered into his ear.

"Peeka-boo, Pine Tree..." the voice seemed more deeper and demonic, as if it was actually intentional to startle him, and the being responsible for this was certainly taking amusement from this.

Dipper squeaked in fright as he spun around to face the owner of the voice. There was only one person, or rather demon, that called him by that little nickname.

"Bill.." he breathed out, still surprised to see the floating dorito. "What do you want?"

The triangle guy stared at him for a moment, before bursting out laughing, his now normal voice and chaotic personality shining through again.

''Ah Pine Tree, what a nice opportunity to take to see your face again!"

"You never answered my question. What do you want?" Dipper asked, watching the demon closely. He didn't trust him. Not even for a minute.

"Oh, must you always think I'm up to something?" Bill asked, floating around the boy, smirking slightly. He was indeed up to something, the child just didn't know as to what.

"Yes," Dipper replied, keeping his eyes on the dream-demon.

"Pine Tree, that hurts! Can't I come and see my little puppet?"

The boy cringed slightly as the spirit called him that. He wasn't his puppet, anymore. He was no longer his tool to be used by the evil demon.

"I-I'm not-"

"Come now come," Bill chuckled, stopping in front of the child. "Did you really think you stopped being my puppet? I don't need your body to control you."

Dipper flinched and backed away from him at his statement. His eyes were wide in surprise. What did he mean by that? He couldn't make him do anything, could he? The dream-demon smirked at the boy's fear, enjoying every moment of this.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Did you really think I left?" he asked, floating closer every time he backed away. "No, I've been watching you. Waiting for the right to to use you again, little puppet. You belong to me. I own you. There's no escape from me, Pine Tree."

Bill grabbed onto the boy's hand, the same one the two had made the deal with, and bright blue fire shot up his arm, making Dipper scream in pain. The fire went and made a little make in the shape of the demon on the upper part of his arm, as well as one his hat, and for head. The pain made him drop onto the ground on his knees, his body shaking as tears ran down his face, and blood dripped onto the ground.

"There. That's a good little look on you, Pine Tree! I'll be back soon~!"

With that, the dream-demon left, leaving Dipper alone in the darkness of his dreams.

And that's the start of our little dark and evil tale! Poor Dipper though. Bill, why must you be so mean to the poor child?!

Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this terrible little start to the story here, and I'll see you later!

Bye everyone!