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Dipper POV

Bill/I drove back to the bar and got out of the car. "Remember not a word." Bill hiss through my mouth. Then I felt everything just release and I could move on my own. I move around.

You can't move on your own....just let that be a warning.

I tighten my jaw, Listen to me Bill you can't control me.

I can do whatever I want. I'm the teacher. Now clean up before you get sick Pine Tree.

I pause for a moment; I'm not going to do what you say.

Then a cold gust of wind blew and I shiver. It was getting to dusk.

Whatever you want Pine Tree.

Stop calling me that!

Do we have to go through with this AGAIN! You got a car with the nickname pine tree so that is what your name is, Pine Tree! Deal with it. Now do yourself a favor and get inside before you catch something and we can't continue our lessons.

I'm done with your 'lessons'!

Then my head started to ach very painfully.

You want to play this game Pine Tree? I can play it all day while you can't. I'm a spirit right now inside of you and you are a human being. When I get weak and tired I just got to go back to the...'mirror world' and poof I'm perfectly fine. You in the other hand need sleep, eat, and take care of your own body. If I were you...just do yourself a favor.

I shiver. I was wearing damp clothes and it was cold to make things worse. I then sneeze.

Ha! You sneeze like a kitten.

Dry up!

I then shiver into the bar. It was open with a few fellas inside.

"Dipper!" Wendy called out as she came around and hug me, "You're wet and it is freezing out there? What the heck happened? Mabel came in here the same as you but she was too cold to answer. I sent her right to her room to take a hot shower and cancel all of her performances. Stan will kill me if she gets sick...the same with you." Wendy looks at me, "You two left in the late morning and came back like this. What the happened?"

Remember don't say anything.

"Wendy I really don't want to talk about it." I replied, "Maybe latter. I just want to get out of damp clothes." Wendy nod, "Alright, I'll tell Stan that you are here...well most likely Ford...Stan is out...doing things whatever. Just get out of those clothes and talk with me." I nod as I walk past and went into my room and I strip down and got into the shower, since Mabel was out but I didn't cross paths with her. I then started to get dress. As I was button up my shirt there was a knock on the door. "Come in." I reply. Then Mabel came in. "Mabel!" I smiled as I finish buttoning my shirt. She game up to me as I tuck in my shirt into my slacks, "Mabel are you alright?"

Mabel just went up to the mirror to grab a brush and didn't answer me.

"Mabel?" I ask as I went up to her.

She started to brush her hair.

"Mabel, if it is what I said before..."

"Dipper if you think you could just let me forgive you after what you've done with me? Now I'm not blaming you for what happened at the lake but at the car. Dipper something was going on and you didn't respond and nearly crash us into another car then you yelled at me and told me to dry up?"

"Mabel it wasn't me!" I protested as I grip her shoulder. Mabel shook me off, "What do you mean?"

Big mistake Pine Tree.

Then I felt this shooting pain in my head and my mussels tense up and started to ache "What I mean was that I was a bit tense." I reply but it wasn't me.

Mabel nods her head, "I guess that make sense."

"Exactly I...No! Stop!...Shut up!" I tried to gain control but Bill fought, "Listen I can' lie to you shooting star, to be honest I've been holding back." Bill won.

Mabel seems startle and confuse, "W-what?"

"The point is Shooting Star things are going to happen, big things and I don't want to be rude or mean but you aren't going to be a part of it and I don't want you to be a part of it."

Bill!

"What do you mean?" Mabel asks.

"I'm going to a big time mobster and I don't want you to be around when that happens." Bill replies.

"Dipper I don't want you to be a mobster." Mabel admits.

I was shock by this. I thought she supported me by this.

"I can do whatever I want to Shooting Star! I will be a mobster and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" Bill snaps.

Mabel tightens her lip, "Dipper I don't want you to be a mobster. What happened today...I don't want you to have this happened to you ever again."

"Are you sure it isn't you?" Bill sneer. Mabel closes her jaw. Bill folds his arms and gave this smirk, "You see Shooting Star, I enjoy how that was. The thrill and the fun of it. It finally gave me a chance to experience how it is like to be a mobster and you can't change my mind."

"Dipper I don't want to lose you!"

"Too bad! Now if that is all you got to say then scram kid!"

Mabel's lip quiver, "If that is how you want it then I'll stay out of your way." Mabel grabs her brush and she left the bathroom. Then I just felt more pain and then I can control the rest of my body. I was given a huge head rush and I grab the sink to hold me up.

*Whoa....can 't do that again....ow...boy that took a lot out of me and I guess I'm not the only one...haha.. Catch you latter Pine Tree.*

I was trying to say something but I just felt the world collapse on me.

Mabel POV

I sat at the bar, with tears running down my cheeks. Wendy came up, "What's eating you up Mabel?" I sigh as I wipe some tears away, "Don't worry about it Wendy. Just give me a moonshine." Wendy was surprise, "Whoa something sure did happen. You never ask for a moonshine."

I could feel my eyes staring to tear up again, "Just please give me one."

Wendy places her hand on the table, "Did one fella touch you?! If I get my hands on him..."

"It wasn't a fella that touched me Wendy." I replied.

Wendy look at me gently, "Then what is it Mabel?"

I sigh but not responding. Wendy stood up straight, "You know what I think we can chat with a couple of moonshines." Then Wendy left and came back with two cups and a bottle of good old Stan's homemade whiskey. I heard many good things about them and this time is just the perfect time to try one. Wendy poured the drinks and we took a sip. It was biter but sweet the same time. I feel like I can just dive right in and all my problems would just go away.

"So what is going on Mabel? Like what happened earlier in the day. We can start with that." Wendy said. I nod as I place the cup down, "Well..." I then pause. What if Dipper get mad at me for telling? He told me to not tell.

"Well?" Wendy ask, "Come on Mabel you know you can tell me anything. Does it have to deal with Dipper?"

I took another sip, this time a large one, then place the cup down, "Sort of I guess, I'm not sure."

"Level with me Mabel. I want to help and you just got to tell me." Wendy asks gently.

"I guess your right Wendy. Well I'm not sure if Dipper would get mad if I tell."

"Oh did Dipper found himself a doll and you are afraid that he will spend more time with you?"

"No...I wish it was that but no. Well today...me and Dipper got picked up."

Wendy got surprise and concern, "What! Why! Who!"

"These two men name Tim Powers and John Trigger. They wanted to figure out where this diamond that Stan had. I'm not sure how but Dipper knew at least where it was but they were going to blow us up anyways. Then Dipper....he got out and he fought them and he got me out and we jump into the lake just as the house exploded with the two men inside." I explain.

"Wait hold on...Dipper fought...again? I know about that bar fight but I thought that was just pure luck since they were drunk."

I nod, "I've never seen him like this and he...like it. Before he wanted to protect then there....he was doing it for protection...and for the thrill of it."

"Mabel..."

"Wendy he yelled at me! Snap at me because I told him I don't want him to be a mobster but he wants to. He loves the thrill. Wendy that scares me. I don't want him to go through this again while he wants to. I don't want his life to be gone! I saw how this was and I hate it and I never thought having Dipper get into this means life is in danger at every second of the way. I don't want that in Dipper. I do want him happy but not in this way. Wendy we killed two people today! I can't live knowing that but Dipper can! It hurts me."

Wendy grabs my shoulder, "I know this is hard for you." Then she hugs me over the counter. "Everything is going to be alright." We broke apart, "How do you know Wendy?" I ask.

Wendy sighs, "I don't know Mabel but I'm sure things will work out. Maybe Dipper is just tense and excited that is all. He is a young adult you just got into something exciting and new for him. He's been stuck behind a piano too long. Don't worry, I'm sure this phase will pass."

I sigh, "Maybe...and I hope that you are right about that."

"Now, I'm going to tell Stan what happened to you and Dipper. I'm sure he wants to hear about this." Wendy said.

Ford POV

I was just walking around, trying to run a bar while Stanley hangs out with his pals. Mabel wasn't going to sing and Dipper wouldn't play tonight because...I'm not sure why but I'm not going to argue. The twins have done well for the pass years and I guess they need a break at times.

I was going around the back of the stage to just walk around. Then someone grabs me and slams me to the wall. It was Dipper.

"Dipper!" I gasp, "What in the world..."

"Quiet Sixer." Dipper hiss.

"Sixer? Where have you heard that!?" I demanded.

Dipper gave a smirk, "Haven't changed much uh Sixer. Now is this a way to great your dead boss?"

I was confuse, "What are you talking about."

Dipper rolls his eyes, "Don't you remember you book about magic?"

"How do you know about that?" I demanded.

"Shshs, don't want other to hear don't we Sixer. Plus we don't have much time. I can't do this for long." Dipper sneer.

"What is going on Dipper? Is this a joke?"

Dipper rolls his eyes, "1915, you were a part of a mobster gang but that very year you left. You had enough of the gang even though you've been in it for about 15 years. A youngster you were but you can up top, the right hand man of the magnificent Bill Cipher. How wonderful those years were Sixer, wasn't it? He treated you well and you two became close as you became his right hand man. Not only that but you got into magic even more than before. Before you loved the wonders of magic while your twin brother just cared about money and being a mobster. Your twin brother went into his father's gang while you went out and he found you. He helped up with your magic questions for he was a master of the knowledge and he became your teacher and you where the student. What a good relationship between a teacher and student. Don't you remember what nickname he gave you because of your six fingers?"

"Sixers...Bill?"

He nods his head, "Back from the dead Sixer."

I then shove Bill to the wall and gripping his collar and yank a gun from behind me and pull it to his head, "Why you devil what have you done with my great nephew!? Where is he!" I demanded. Bill just laugh, "Oh Sixer you should have known that he always wanted to be a mobster."

"What have you done! Tell me or I'll blow your brains out!" I hiss.

"Oh Sixer, you can't do that and you won't. You see Sixer don't you remember that one spell to bring people back from the dead when there is a host." Bill sneer. My heart just drop. I left the group for a reason and I never want to come back, I never wanted to see Bill again or his gang. I don't want to go to the past or even think about it! I wanted to start a life...that is why this bar came to be. That is all I wanted to do, start over. Then now my past was starting to come back to me.

I lower the gun but only slightly, "What have you done Bill.\?"

"The point is Sixer, Pine Tree wanted to be a mobster and got into...well let's just say my gang a bit and got into this 'mess'. Now he is just my puppet as I live on. I got big plans Sixer and you are going to be a part of it."

I then tighten the grip of my gun to his head, "Listen to me Bill, I'm not going to join your gang again! I left and that is that! I wanted to start over! That is it! I will never go back! Nothing will change my mind."

Bill gave a smirk, "Are you sure? Come on Sixer think about it. While you were gone me and our pals got a plan and you are going to be a part of it. Why don't you come home buddy."

"I'm not your buddy! I don't want to be a part of the plan or gang. Now get out of my great nephew!"

"You aren't going to pull the trigger and you and I both know I can't just leave Pine Tree. That isn't how magic works." Bill sneer.

I tighten my grip around Bill's collar and grinded my teeth, "How dare you bring this up to my family! Our past doesn't need to be brought up to my family!"

Bill just laugh...that laugh...I remember it so well, "Oh Sixer."

"Don't 'oh Sixer' me! I don't want to be part of this plan, deal, idea, whatever you want to call it! I'm not going back! Never! I'll never go back!"

"Put the gun away Sixer, I know you aren't going to shoot because you will kill your dear and innocent great nephew. We don't want that to happen...don't we?'

I pause for a moment. I want to shoot at Bill not at Dipper. I pull the gun away from his head but still held to his collar. "No we don't."

"Good Sixer, Now listen closely...I got a plan."

"I don't want to be a part of it!" I reply.

Bill gave a dark smile, "Oh Stanford Pines, I know deep down you miss the fun, the thrill, the magic, the dolls....remember Lazy Susan?"

I gave only a slight smile. She was a doll in the gang.

Bill gave a smile, "See you remember. You miss that. Why don't you come home pal? Come to your real family. Your father and mother and other brother didn't pay much attention to your smarts. It isn't about smarts in these parks, all about muscles and looks and dough. The only person you accepted your smarts was me and our pals. Even here...sure you are a bit closer to your twin brother but does it really count? You have been gone from his life for 30 years, 15 of them where with me while the other half was off at school. Trust me on this one pal, come back home, let's work together once again....pal."

Bill stuck out his hand. I look at it. I sigh as I grab the hand and shook it. "Deal pal...so what is your plan?"