Hi! You're in this one, just not at the beginning. Hope you're liking the story so far! There will be lots of plot twists and ARGH FEELS coming up soon! Also some close-to lemon in this chapter...
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"A deal, eh, Pine Tree?" Bill asked, turning back around. This was exactly how he wanted it to go. He needed information from the journal, and if this is what it took to get it, then that's what he would do.

Dipper looked nervous as he cleared his throat. "I want you to stay away from y/n. I'll give you anything. Just no speaking to her, no laying a hand on the stone, no nothing." Bill tapped his finger against his chin and smiled. "Hmm...and what do I get?"

"Name your price," Dipper said, throwing his hands in the air. He would not loose to Bill Cipher. "I want information off of a page in that journal of yours," Bill announced, "just one page. Nothing much." Dipper stood silent for a while. Information off one page of the journal? Probably information about the citrine stone, Dipper thought to himself, still feeling confident it was Bill after the stone. "Done," he said finally and Bill winked. "Okay, Pine Tree, one more thing. Deal's off if y/n says it is."

Dipper was positive that y/n would be on his side. Maybe she would finally see that Bill wasn't who he said he was. Dipper clenched his fists and nodded. "Fine," he said, voice almost a growl. Then he remembered. "Wait. Bill, how do you have your powers?!"

"Not all of them, Pine Tree," Bill retorted, "I'm still stuck in this human body. But I got everything else. So come on, do we have a deal? Tick tock, kid." His hands went up in blue flames, making the dark bedroom have a hazy blue glow. Dipper clenched his teeth and shook his hand, and in a flash, Bill was gone. So was the dreamscape. As soon as Dipper opened his eyes he rushed over to his journal and flipped through the pages. It was exactly as he had suspected. The page on the citrine stone was gone.

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You had worked at the Mystery Shack all day. It had been hard to focus since you were busy worrying about Bill. He had been giving you the cold shoulder all morning. He barely looked at you, much less talked to you. "You okay dude?" Soos had asked you about twenty times during the day. You assured him you were fine, but inside you were screaming. What had you done wrong? You hurried home after work was over and tossed your stuff in the wardrobe by the front door before finding Bill at the dining table staring off into space. "You okay?" You asked, surprised at how shaky your voice sounded. He nodded, not meeting your gaze. "Bill," you said, losing patience. Something was wrong. You smacked your hands against the wooden table. "Bill! What's wrong?! Tell me!" You were yelling, then you suddenly felt sleepy and hit the ground in less than a second.

Next thing you knew, you were in the dreamscape. That was weird...Bill didn't have his powers. Or did he? "Y/n," Bill said, stepping towards you, "I have most of my powers back. Though I'm still stuck a human. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I brought you to the dreamscape so you couldn't kill me," he added with a chuckle. You tried to hide a smile. "Get me back to reality," you commanded. "Reality is an illusion," Bill interjected, holding up a finger. You gave him your best bitchface and he snapped his fingers, sending you both into the world and dimension you were definitely more comfortable in. "So why have you been ignoring me?" You asked.

"In exchange for some...information, your friend Pine Tree made a deal with me. He told me not to talk to you or interact with you at all until you called it off," Bill said, raising an eyebrow. He looked like he was on the edge of his seat waiting to see what you would do next. "Well that's stupid," you exclaimed. You could not believe Dipper would do something like this. Why would he do something like this?! It made no sense. The two of you had been best friends since you moved to Gravity Falls. It seemed strange he would do something like this. You would have to have a serious talk with him tomorrow. But for now..."I call the deal off," you said defiantly and recieved a smirk from Bill. "Thanks kid," he said. You cocked an eyebrow. "But seriously Bill," you joked, "since when have you played by the rules?"

In one motion you were pinned up against the wall behind you, hands held above your head. Bill's face was so close to yours, you could feel the heat boiling up inside you, creeping up your neck. You were positive you were blushing. Bill snaked a hand around your waist and pulled you closer so your noses touched. He was smirking that sexy smirk of his and he winked once, followed by two words; "I don't."

Next thing you two were kissing. Not over-the-top or anything, but your heart was pounding like crazy. It ended almost as soon as it started and you willed yourself not to ruin it by being awkward after it ended. Bill was just smirking at you, one eyebrow raised. "I....I really....like you, Bill," you stammered and he stepped away. His black cane appeared and you were transported to the couch, tucked under a blanket. "What the--" you said but Bill interrupted you. "You have bags under your eyes, kid," he said, back to his normal un-sexy voice, "I'm not kissing a raccoon." He left the room and went into the kitchen.

You laughed lightly and fell asleep instantly, heart still hammering. After you were sound asleep, Bill came back into the room. He smiled down at you and leaned down to kiss your forehead. Then he started laughing. A deep, slow laugh, almost an evil laugh but happy, if that makes sense. He smirked up at the ceiling, directing his message to Dipper back at the Mystery Shack. "Deal's off, Pine Tree."