Day Dreamer

Chapter 1

I'll be watching. The words echo throughout Dipper's mind. He's watching him? But where when and how? Dipper thought. It just all made him uncomfortable. After the whole ordeal with Gideon trying to destroy him and the shop made Dipper push a little over the edge. Trying to relax in the newly built rust bucket has become a daily challenge for Dipper, unlike Mabel who has already got hot glue, sparkles, sewing needles, dirty sweatshirts and pig food on the floor. It indeed made it feel more at home but something was off

Dipper is laid out on his bed the journal set out across his face, letting out a long groan he sits up the book dropping down into his lap. Mabel is nowhere to be seen. Good, he thinks, wanting some alone time to at least collect his thoughts. After what seems like hours they never really did "collect-" his thoughts instead festered in his mind, fueling his madness to keep looking over the book trying to find more information on Bill Cipher and what he really wanted.

Dipper already knew that Gideon had pulled him into doing his dirty work, but why was the demon so eager to work with Gideon in the first place? This troubled Dipper greatly as he continues to flip through the pages of his journal, nearly tearing a page out because of how angry he is. Another long groan escapes his mouth. Dipper flips shut the journal, and as soon as he did Mabel pushed open the door wearing another one of her crazy sweaters-this time it had a plain flower on it that was, well, bedazzled. The light reflected off of it, sparkling straight into his eyes. Mabel smiled while Dipper scowled.

"Is-that-all necessary, or can I make you wear a different sweatshirt?"

"Oh, come on Dipper, Soos helped me make it, don't cha like it?"

"Besides it being overly sparkly...I'll admit it looks nice on you."

"Thank you!" she flops down on her own bed, poofing up the sheets around her from the great drop from bottom to bed.

Waddles crawls out from under the blankets and squeals at her. Mabel perks up. "Waddles! I've been looking for you….before I bedazzled my sweatshirt."

Dipper blinks and points a bit at Waddles, "I never saw him walk in here or out of here...should I be concerned for my well being or Waddles?"

Mabel grabbed onto the pigs stubbly legs, moving them up and down making an action movement. "Its because hes a ninja!" She makes a first pump in Dipper's direction. "Oh no! Waddles, not the invisible attack of the tiger! It's too powerful for such a small boy!" Mabel ushered out in a deep voice Waddles just oinking every so often. Dipper smiles and plays along. Seeing his sister's happiness always seems to cheer him up, and the thought of Bill seemed to slip out of his mind.

Dipper clutched onto his heart and sticks out his tongue. "Nooooo, I'm too young to die!" He flops back in bed, making a dramatic gag and death noise. Mabel started to giggle and soon Dipper is also. Forgetting what he was thinking about in the first place he focused on Mabel and the shop for the rest of the day.

The day seemed to wash away, the sun setting along the pine trees and Grunkle Stan kicking out the last of his customers. Dipper sat at the front desk with Wendy. He makes small talk with her until she leaves, and Dipper lays his head on the desk looking at the wall. Stan walks by and stops looking at him.

"Hey kid, it's movie night. No Soos this time, so we aren't stuck with soap operas for the whole night (even if I like them). Last time I found Soos the next day still in the living room didn't get an eye of sleep. Remember that?" Dipper nods absent mindlessly as the wall started to shift around in quirky ways that it shouldn't have, and suddenly an eye appears and opened on the wall it staring straight at him.

Dipper's eyes widen and struggles to pull his head up but it feels like he's trapped in sleep paralysis. A hand waved in front of his face, as he does the illusion fades away. "Dipper, hey, I'm talk'n to you." Dipper shoots up from his trance, getting a bit light head'ed.

"Soos sleeping with soap?" Those were the only words that Dipper could remember, after saying it he became slightly embarrassed pulling down his hat a bit.

Stan Pines lets out a laugh, one of his deep old man laughs. He slaps a hand onto Dipper's back "Kid, you amuse me. Now let's go watch the movie." Grunkle Stan coaxes Dipper to walk with him, Dipper's mind however isn't with him, it was back thinking on the wall and why it felt so real. He looked back a bit to see just a slight shadow disappear into the wood framing of the old shack. This would stay with Dipper's thoughts for the rest of the night.