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Old Deals

The boy jumped from his dream, terrified beyond words. Calm down Dipper, it was just a nightmare. He told himself.

Dipper laid back in bed, being spooned by Wendy. He didn't care that he was the little spoon, he was quite comfortable. He actually felt safe with her, in her arms.

So of course the moment had to be ruined.

There was a knocking at the door to the attic. The young teen felt a twinge of annoyance at the noise, it was probably Mabel. Dipper groaned as he forced himself to leave his comfortable spot. He wasn't the only one that was upset.

"Dipper?" Wendy called out. "Come back to bed."

"In a minute, just want to see who's at the door." Dipper stated.

"Just ignore him." Wendy stated. "I'm cold."

The knocking came again, this time harder and faster. Whoever it was didn't understand patience.

"Coming." Dipper called annoyed.

Before he could take another step, he felt something strong latch tightly to his arm. He turned to see Wendy glaring at the door. She pulled him close and held him tightly to herself, never taking her eyes off of the door.

"Don't open the door!" Wendy shouted angrily, with a hint of fear.

Dipper was taken back by her outburst, it was so unlike her. It was so...desperate. He managed to withdraw himself from her arms and took a few cautious steps back.

"What's wrong, why are you... wait a second..." Dipper trailed off as he turned back to the redhead, his mind processing the vision before him. "Wendy, what are you doing here?"

It didn't make sense, why was she in his room? In his bed? Where was Mabel? He looked to her bed, only to see that it was empty. He was sure that she had went to sleep a little before he had. And it couldn't be her outside, Mabel wouldn't need to knock, they shared the attic.

"Come back to bed." Wendy pleaded.

Dipper continued to creep towards the door. "Why don't you want me to open the door?"

"Don't let him in." She begged.

"Who?" Dipper asked both confused, and a little curious. "Who is he?"

Wendy didn't answer, she just stared at the door. Dipper turned the knob and practically through the door open.

There was nothing past the door but endless...nothing. It was almost hard for Dipper to comprehend the vastness of the void. It was just so empty.

He turned back to Wendy, hoping to get some kind of answer. Nothing. She was gone, and so was everything else. There was nothing. He was alone in a vast emptiness! Not since he had fallen into the bottomless pit had he been near emptiness like this.

No, there was a light coming towards him, bright and fast. It was moving in, growing bigger by the second and taking the form of a...triangle?

"Well well welly well well." Bill spoke. "You know it's rude to keep someone waiting."

Dipper felt something cold drop in his stomach. In front of him was his s

"Bill." He whispered in fear.

"Aw, you remembered me." Bill stated as he wiped away a fake tear. "And I though that the destroying me would put me out of your mind. Seems it had the opposite affect, get it? Because we're in your mind."

"What are you doing here Bill!?" Dipper asked as he backed away. "How are you alive?!"

"Well when what you would call my father met what could be considered my mother, they-"

"No games Bill!" Dipper shouted. "How are you alive, Grunkle Ford erased you from existence!"

Bill laughed, as if Dipper had said something hilarious.

"I was only supposed to ever be able to be destroyed by you and the others coming together! Icebag, Shooting Star, Question Mark and the others." Bill spoke as if talking about the weather instead of his death. "It would have been a big, amazing thing. All flashy and heroic and all, but old Stan and Ford couldn't get along long enough to finish me off for long." He finished. "Hehe long."

"But the statue..."

"He erased me from the sorry excuse of a mind his twin had." Bill explained. "And trust me, that hurt!" Bill exclaimed with his eye turning demonic. "But there was a tiny bit of me still around in my husk of a body. And you freed me." Bill stated as he pulled Dipper into a tight hug. "So thanks Pinetree! I'm back! Because of you!"

Now Dipper partly understood. They hadn't followed the destiny they had been given and that allowed the dream demon to avoid his fate. But that still raised further questions.

"I never freed you!" Dipper stated.

"Oh but you did!" Bill laughed. "You-how about I show you!"

A bright light flowed from Bill's eye like a projector playing on the wall.

Dipper could see himself running through the woods, he instantly knew what it was. It was the night his and Mabel's parents were killed by that thing. He had been terrified and was desperately looking for away from the monster, or help.

"I'm here!" Dipper shouted. "Help me!"

'I can save you...just...save...me!'

Save it, how could Dipper save anything!? He needed saving! If this...whatever, needed help, then they were both in trouble.

'Take my...hand.'

Dipper reached behind himself, still not taking his eyes off of the beast. His hands fumbled before they found what they were looking for.

"Okay!" Dipper shouted as he grabbed the appendage.

'It's a deal!'

Only now from the outside he could see what had happened. He had grabbed the hand of Bill's statue. He had made a deal! And thanks to that deal, Bill had been freed from his stony prison.

"How did you get here, the barrier is supposed to keep you out!"

"And it would, if I didn't have a backdoor to creep in through." He stated as he motioned to the boy.

"Me!?" Dipper asked in shock. "How!?"

"You think just because I left your body that the deal was over?" Bill asked knowingly. "I left a small part of myself in you. Like a splinter, festering in your mind."

"That's disgusting!" Dipper stated uneasily. "And you didn't hold your end of the bargain!"

"Oh didn't I?"

A bright light flowed from Bill's eye again as he projected the moment on the wall. It showed the deal struck between the two.

"I can help you, kid." Bill stated as his hand lights on fire. "You just need to hear out my demands."

Dipper looked at computer, which is at 4 minutes now. "Uh, what crazy thing do you want anyway? To eat my soul? To rip out my teeth? Are you gonna replace my eyes with baby heads or something?"

Bill raised his hands in defense. "Yeesh, kid, relax. All I want is a puppet!"

"A puppet?" Dipper asked suspiciously. "What are you playing at?"

"Everyone loves puppets." Bill stated. "And it looks to me that you've got a surplus."

Dipper became uneasy. "I don't know, man. Mabel worked really hard on these."

"Seems to me one little puppet is a small price to pay to learn all the secrets of the universe." His voice echoes on the last word. "Besides, what's your sister done for you, lately? How many times have you sacrificed for her, huh? And when has she ever returned the favor?"

As he spoke, his body showed flash backs to scenes from their first day, the day they got Waddles and their time at the pool.

Dipper looks at Mabel playing outside with her friends, and the computer, which now has 30 seconds on the clock.

Bill, whose eye becomes a clock. "Tick tock, kid." Reaches for him and hand lights on fire

Dipper, still uneasy spoke. "Uh, just one puppet? Fine!" He shakes Bill's hand "So what puppet are you gonna pick, anyway?"

Bill seems to take a second to think. "Hmm, let's see. Eenie meenie mynie..." His voice gets low and echoes demonically. "YOU."

That's where the projection ends.

"That didn't explain anything!" Dipper retorted. "I wouldn't help you even if it did."

"Your compliance isn't really a factor." Bill stated calmly. "Now, lay back and think of England."

Bill rushed Dipper and all the teen could do was scream at the incoming figure.

Dipper jumped from his dream, terrified beyond words. He looked around his room and, much to his disappointment as well as reassurance, no Wendy. Though he could see the sleeping figure of his sister on her side of the bed. It helped him breath a little easier.

Calm down Dipper, it was just a nightmare. He told himself.

Slowly, he began to calm himself.

He felt light, practically weightless. As if he were floating. No. There was just nothing to stand on, yet he wasn't falling. There was no ground, but there was also no gravity. The last time he had felt like this was...when his parents died.

He looked down to see that he was still in bed. Not him, but still him, another him.

The body below him snapped his eyes open, only it wasn't Dipper's eyes. The eyes held a barely noticeable hint of yellow to them and the pupils were long. Almost cat-like, except not as sharp, instead they were blunt.

"Hello Pinetree." It spoke, shocking Dipper. "Don't you just enjoy this fail-safe?"

"What are you doing Bill!?" Dipper asked as he backed up. "How did you get my body! Ford said I had to make a deal!"

"No, he needed to make a deal." He stated as he motioned to the boy. "We had an entirely different one going. You're my puppet Pinetree!"

"Puppet!?" Dipper asked in shock. "How!?"

"Like I said earlier, a deal's a deal, remember?" Bill asked knowingly. "You think just because I left your body that the deal was over? I-."

Dipper stopped listening to him and flew towards his body. To his shock, he managed to collide with himself and to further the shock, he knocked Bill out of his body. Unfortunately, the dream demon had latched onto him and dragged Dipper through as well. Now his body was on the ground.

The two looked at each other before eyeing the body. It would be a race to see who got to the body first.

Review

BILL'S BACK!

I'm sorry for the lateness, I had been hoping for more reviews. How was the chapter, I hope it didn't seem rushed. Just going to start posting more of these.

Also, would you all take a look at my Over the Garden Wall fic, it's Beast Wirt x Beatrice fic, without so much of the angst. He stays to keep a balance and fight off an oncoming darkness while trying to resist and old evil. And discovering new abilities.

You all still want me to make a story Dipper becomes Bill's apprentice/partner, right? Not this one, another one.