Hallo everyone! I'm back... again! I've been working on other things and such, so I haven't been able to work on my crombies ^^". Sorry for the inconveniences! This will be the official last chapter of this crombie! But don't worry, I have a sequel coming up hopefully pretty soon! Hope you enjoy!

"I give in". Dipper muttered, staring at the ground. Bill squealed in glee as everything he dreamed of finally came true.

"Fantastic decision, Pine Tree! Just shake here and we'll be on our way!" the isosceles snapped his fingers, color returning to the attic. Mabel lunged forward slightly from the sudden motion. After recovering from her stumble, she immediately ran to her twin and hugged him.

"Dipper! You don't have to do this! Please!" the girl broke down, not wanting to let go. She felt a hand stroke her back softly as her form shuddered.

"Mabel. Mabel. Shh, it's okay. Everything's going to be fine-" the siblings last moments were interrupted by an exasperated sigh from the demon behind them. "Look, I-I have to go. Just take care of yourself and everyone, please, Mabel. I don't want you to forget who you are, since I'm gone. Stay happy, stay yourself." Mabel finally looked directly at her brother's eyes. His usual determined gaze was now lost to fear, pure fear. Tears streamed down his face as he gripped his sister's shoulders. He gave one final smile to his sister and ripped away from her hands to stand next to the triangle.

"Finally!" Bill exclaimed, impatient,"Well, see you later, Shooting Star! Tell Stanford I said hi! REMEMBER, REALITY IS AN ILLUSION, THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM, BUY GOLD, BYE!" And with that, the demon disappeared with the boy with the pine tree hat. Mabel stared at the spot, tears welling up in her eyes as she watched for another time as her brother was taken away from her, except for, for, she didn't want to think about how long. A crash from the right to her brought her back to reality as her head jerked in surprise.

The sweater-clad girl turned around to see her grunkle standing in the doorway. "Where's Dipper?!" he yelled, frantic. The man stared at his niece's red face and got his answer. His shoulders drooped in realization. The con man slowly made his way to Mabel's side and sat down on the bed next to her. As soon as he did, the girl buried her face into his suit, ruining it once again. Stan sat there in silence for a while, processing everything that had happened.

"What am I gonna tell your parents? I should've protected you guys better... I should've told you everything, so you wouldn't have to discover it yourself. Now look at what happened! I-"

"Stop!" a voice shouted out. The grunkle stared at his sobbing niece, who wiped her eyes in a futile attempt to stop her tears. "Stop... Dipper wouldn't want us throwing a pity party for ourselves. He would want us to keep going, trying to find a way to help him or not. He doesn't want us to stop, he wants us to use this as motivation to fix our wrongs, to better ourselves. So stop!" Mabel cried out. The pair sat in the attic, no longer with their strong pine trunk to back them up.

It was dark. It always was. I could change it if I wanted, but I've seen everything. So what was the point? I know everything: the end of the world, the greatest wars, the creation of the universe, my destruction. I didn't care for the big things like discoveries of medicine or technology or anything else a regular person given this opportunity would have immediately turned to. No. I was focused on this one small town in the mountains of Oregon, so minuscule, it wouldn't show on any maps.

I remember when I first came to the town, with that sister of mine. How we lumbered around in the forest having "adventures" and such, not noticing the big picture. Heh, we were so ignorant before. I guess you could say it was better that way. And as they say ,"Ignorance is bliss."

But bliss is boring.