IMPORTANT A/N: Okay guys, so, I have some good news and some bad news. Bad news is: NOTHING! :D I bet I had all of you guys worrying there for a second! Good news is: I have decided to not end this book in like two chapters. Originally, I was planning to tell you in this VERY chapter that this would be the second-to-last chapter. BUT! I just had a whole BUNCH of awesome ideas popping up in my brain, saying: HEY! People want more of this book! Don't be a wrinkled nugget! So I am NOT going to end this book soon. We're getting there, but not until I write about super cool and interesting things, like: wosnryeoqmcbcbznxmwoepfoueyyqagab,vnnvbeheytyiwlqpslmzmzxnbcbdjsjejdhfhfhhdhebwdnjvjeowoirieoqpqalaksmxmznasjdjhfjei! Sorry guys, can't give away story ideas so soon! >:) You're probably angry with me now! :D THE STORY AWAITS!

So you had to make a plan about how you were going to defeat this triangle of doom. Sounds easy, right? HAHAHA no. You had been in the attic for what seemed like FOREVER, when it was really only an hour. "AAAAAAAUGH!" You yelled in frustration and boredness. Dipper was pacing the floor, thinking until your outburst. "What's the matter, Y/N?" He asked. "I'm so BOOOOOORED! I know that this is super important, but I just need to relax for just 10 minutes, okay?" "Okay." Dipper replied. "Thanks. WHO WANTS A SNACK!?" You shouted, standing up and throwing your arms in the air. "ME!" Mabel yelled. She had been getting bored as well. You walked downstairs to grab a bowl of tasty (favorite snack food) and you brought it back upstairs to the twins. "Thanks, Y/N." Dipper said, grateful for the snack. As soon as your small break was over, and your brain recharged, you got back to work. "Alright then." You started. "I've come up with a plan." "Great! Tell us." Dipper said, eagerly.
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(Hum spy music as you read this :D) "So here's the plan. When Bill comes to take the journal, Dipper, you have the ACTUAL journal out, reading it. We'll all be in this room, and Mabel will be doing something random. We will have a copy of the journal. I'll be reading it with you, Dipper. When Bill appears, have a fake one under your pillow that looks A LOT if not exactly like it. Except the pages will be filled with nonsense, like: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dipper and Mabel looked at each other, as if to say: "Well. She's crazy." "Well, I dunno what to put in there!" You said. they shrugged and you moved on. "When Bill asks me for the journal, I'll pretend that I didn't tell you guys about it, and Dipper and I will "fight" over it, and we'll roll over next to the pillow, and Mabel will distract Bill so we can switch it out with the fake one. Got it?" Dipper looked already ready for action, but Mabel just looked at you with a confused look on her face. Could you explain all that again?" She asked. You sighed. "Oh boy...okay then. But listen carefully this time." After explaining the whole thing twice, you got ready to put the plan into action.
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Bill's POV
It's so funny that those three kids think they can outsmart me. I mean, not as funny as pain, because pain is HILARIOUS, (I couldn't resist!😝) but the fact that they think they can get away with this is ridiculous. Too bad I have to wait six more days before destroying them, AND that old lady. Although I should pay them a visit...I haven't seen them in awhile...I'll just keep their hopes up that I don't know anything about their silly little plan.
~~~MEANWHILE IN THE DISTANCE~~~
*The tinkling sound of an ice cream truck floats into the Dreamscape*
Bill's POV
What is that sound? *gasp* ICE CREAM! *floats into Gravity Falls* I'M GOING TO ROB THE WHOLE TRUCK! AND THEN GET A BODY! AND THEN I WILL EAT IT ALL! It's been so long, ice cream...I'll get those kids later, of course. I'm insane, who says I can't act like a child? AHAHAHAHAHA!
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And off Bill went to terrorize the ice cream truck driver. While he was doing that, the three of you had perfected your plan, and you were about to head back to your grandma's. Until as soon as you were about to leave, you heard a familiar voice, calling you back. "Y/N! Y-Y/N!" He yelled. It was Dipper. He was running towards you, like he needed to say something really important. You turned around just as he was about to run you over. "WOAH! Slow down there, Dip. Where's the explosion?" You joked. He calmed down a little, regaining his breath. "It's just..." He started. "I'm sorry about the predicament you're in, and none of this would've happened if I weren't here." You smiled weakly at him. "Dipper, it's not your fault! It's anyone's but your fault. It's Bill's fault. He was the one that made all of this happen, not you!" "No, you don't understand!" He almost shouted. You were confused, and a bit worried. "W-What do you mean?" "I-" He hesitated, and you stared into his eyes, nonverbally telling him to go on. "I made a deal with Bill." He said, looking down at the ground. "What?" You asked, astonished. "I wanted to keep you safe from him, and anything else, and I made a deal with him." "What was the deal?" You asked, softly. "I asked for your safety, and he wanted somebody else, or my journal in return. I asked who the "somebody else" would be, and he told me he would decide who it was when the time came. He promised not to possess that person, but I guess I wasn't thinking straight, because I never told him not to hurt or kill that person. And he decided on your grandma." You backed away from him and sat on the ground, your thoughts crashing around in your head, becoming sad. Dipper sat next to you, hoping to comfort you. "So THAT'S why he came into my dreams and proposed a deal to me!" You said, getting angrier every second. "So he could have BOTH ends of the bargain!" You stood up again, this time, full of anger. "CIPHER!" You yelled at the air. "THIS IS THE LAST STRAW! YOU ARE GOING DOWN, AND YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO GET ANYONE IN OUR FAMILIES EVER AGAIN!" Somewhere in Gravity Falls, Bill, who was currently stuffing his face with ice cream in the driver's body, looked around after hearing your yelling, became just the tiniest smallest miniature bit intimidated by this sudden burst of courage. Then he went back to eating. Dipper looked alarmed at your outburst. As you calmed down, he gave you some (favorite candy) that he found in the shack. You smiled at his offering. "Thanks for telling me the truth, Dipper. And how did you know that these are my favorite?" You asked, popping one into your mouth. Dipper just shrugged and smiled. "Lucky guess?" You laughed and hugged him. You knew he would always be here to cheer you up. Then, an evil smile grew on your face... "Hey DIIIIIpperrrrrrrr..." You said. "What?" He asked, unaware. You poked him in the nose. "TAG, YOU'RE IT!" You yelled, as you ran away, laughing. "No fair! You got a head start!" He whined as he started chasing you. Mabel came skipping out of the shack as you ran past her. Dipper followed close behind. "Mabel! *puff, puff* I require your assistance! Catch *puff* Y/N!" Dipper yelled. "Can do, General Sargent Dippingsauce!" She said as she started running after you as well. "They're NEVER gonna catch me!" You thought as you ran. Who says you can't play tag even though you're twelve? You're crazy, in a good way though.

A/N: PLOT TWIST! I was originally thinking of Dipper just cheering you up, but then I thought-HEYYYYY! And I typed it down, making the chapter longer! ^_^ Anyway, I know I said I would update REAL soon, but of course, like always, I lie. -_- You guys gotta guilt me into writing, I'm that lazy now. BUT! I have an idea for the next chap, and I hope you thought the ending was cute, and the part with Bill and his obsession with ice cream was hilarious! LLAMACORN OUT!