ladynoirisback (thank you darling for your suggestion. I have now decided to make my first request a story. I thank you, I had a bit more excitement then usual while writing this and hope all you lovelies enjoy)

Snapping his fingers, the gun shot a bullet through the mans skull. His begging and pleading came to a stop. "Finally," Bill said, massaging his forehead. "*sigh* You see men? This is what happens when you don't follow orders," he said tiredly, gesturing his hand lazily at the corpse that once was a man. "Now," he stood up from his seat," I'm leaving, so clean up, and get lost," he said flatly as he kicked the dead man.

Waking to his room, he passed by his brother's, opening up the door," hey, I didn't- the fuck?" He said, staring at his brother ridding his best friend.

"Ah?! Bill!" Will screamed in embarrassment, covering up his body with shame." It's—" years started welling up in his eyes," it's not— I swear I—" he stuttered.

"What up Bill? Mind if I finish up here?" Tad asked calmly, gripping Will's hips firmly.

"Sure, take your time, I just wanted to know why you skipped, now I know. Continue," he said calmly as he closed the door— leaving them to their business.

"To think, my cry baby little brother was into that, hmm? I guess Tad is rubbing off on him," he chuckled to himself walking down thee abandoned halls of the old hotel.

Retching the masters sweet, aka, his bedroom, he flung open the door." Honey! I'm home~" he sang jumping onto his bed. His loving cat jumped onto his lap.

"Meow," she went. Looking up at the man that saved her.

"Aww, you hungry, Rosemary?" He asked gushing over his precious cat.

As he watched Rosemary eat, he flipped through the documents he had an on Stanford Pines," that noisy reporter has been a pain in my side for to long. I need to show him, how's boss. If he writes about one more thing–"

"Boss?" A young female spoke, opening a small crack in the door.

Bill, looking over annoyed," what is it now?" He demanded. The girl flinched, handing some papers over to Bill. He snatched them out of her hand. Glancing over them, he gritted his teeth, but once he flipped to the next page- a smile spread across his face. "What's your name again?" He asked the woman standing in the doorway.

She gulps," it's Julia," she said in a shaky voice p.

"Well, Julia. You just earned a vacation. 1 week, be dace here nested Sunday," he waved her out.

"Thank you, thank you sir," she said quietly, leaving him as fast as possible.

This is good, very good. Fordster is going to pay, pay with a life— one of his family members life. He was thinking about going for the girl- Mabel her name was it? Yeah, she looked like, she'd be fun to brake.

"She goes to my old high eh? Well that wasn't so hard, Gravity Falls High is very popular, even though he shot the place up a couple years back when he graduated. "Alright, looks like, I'm going to be visiting the school tomorrow, this will be fun.

Very fun...

--(Monday. 9:27 a.m At Gravity Falls High)--

The morning was quietly progressing other then the bat-shit-crazy students outside the classroom. Dipper glanced off, bored out of his mind. "Hey Dipper!" Mabel leaned over her brother from behind." I'm going out with some friends again today, cover for me?" She asked sweetly as she played with his soft, curly hair.

"Your going to get caught one day," Dipper said, still not showing any interest in what she was saying.

"Oh come on Mabel, let me talk to him," one of Mabel's friends said. It didn't matter what Mabel said, Dipper thought she was the biggest slut, and didn't want her hanging around Mabel. "So Dipper, will you please cover for us? We'll do anything," she asked, waving her tits in his face.

"Nice try, I'm not into that. I'll cover for Mabel, but not for you," he said coldly. There was a difference between asking for a haver, then returning in full, and braving your body off like its nothing. "*sigh* Mabel, I'll cover for you on one condition," he said, and she nodded. "Stop hanging around this bitch, ok?" He said with a smile on his face.

A hand swung at him, smacking his left cheek. The class watched in 'aw' at they were fighting in the middle of class. "You Bast—"

The alarm went off, it was a Red alert. The teacher turn off the lights," shut it!" She yelled, and everything went quite.

"Hello meat-sacks!" A man with purple hair yelled as he kicked open the door. A smaller guy, with blue hair stood behind him- he looked terrified.

"Don't be scared, we're just looking for Mabel pines. If she's her, please stand up, and leave with us, please," the guy with the blue hair asked quietly.

Dippers eyes widened," what the hell did you do?" He whispered to Mabel- she just shrugged her shoulders in fear. Before they could turn on the lights, Dipper, ripping Mabel's sweater off, leaving her in her tank-top., then he ripped off my shirt, handing it to her as he slipped on her blue forest sweater."I'll be fine," He told her with a sad smile. Clearing hi throat as the lights turned on, He stood up, his legs shaking with fear." It's me, I'm Mabel Pines," He said in his best Mabel impression. If Dipper's hair was longer, you wouldn't be able to tell them apart. Yes, she has tanner skin, but He has a more feminine face, unfortunately.

"Didn't he say, she had long hair?" One asked.

"I cut it," Dipper said quickly as He slip on my hat.

"Good, our boss wants to see you," the purple haired guy chuckled, pointing a gun at him. Walking out with them, Dipper kept his head down, and covered by his hat. This felt like the walk of shame, walking all the way through the 3ed floor all the way to the seconded.

Before shoving him into a car, they blind folded him. The drive was quiet. He made sure not to move unless asked. When He finds out who was threatening my sister- 'I'll kill them' he thought while he decided to ask who his captures' were. "Who is this? which Mafia? The blind Eye? The— hmmth!?" Something was shoved into his mouth as a gag, his hands were cuffed to behind his back as He was roughly pushed out of the vehicle.

"Stop talking," one said, pushing harder.

----(In Bill's office. 10: 46 a.m)----

Dipper keeled over, he could feel all the eyes on him, the stares and glares were all on him even though he couldn't see any of it. "So this is girl?" A demanding voice asked. "Ah? You idiots!" He yelled, pulling Dipper up by his hair." This is boy!" He yelled, slamming Dipper face first into the pavement.

"Humph!" His muffled screamed.

The man traded off the blindfold, his eyes met- the buff man, interested by the boys eyes, now understood way they thought he was a she.

"What the hell is going on here?" A tall lean man yelled. Dipper looked stunned at the man in fear and amazement. His back tanned skin, his gold hair and piercings. The man snapped his fingers, and everyone backed off as he stepped towards the boy.

"Sorry, please don't be mabe brother. He tricked us!" The guy with blue hair from earlier pleaded.

"Oh really? I can see why. Their twins— you grabbed the boy," he sighed, untying the cloth around Dippers mouth." But I'm surprised that you actually dressed up as her, in her place. That's noble," he chuckled.

"Please, my sister isn't a bad person, if it's money you want, then I can get you money— just don't hurt her!" The boy pleaded.

Bill looked down on him in amusement. This kid did all this because he thought his sister needed to give us money, he doesn't even realize his situation now does he.

"Boss, should we go get the girl?" One asked.

"No!" Dipper screamed, looking up at Bill with his big, helpless eyes. That's the face, That right there! The one that made Bills blood pump. Licking his lips, he smiled down at the boy.

"You know what? Forget the girl," he chuckled darkly," this one will do," he said, holding the boy up by his soft locks. "Listen kid, your know your sister's replacement, so be good, and do what I tell you," Bill said flatly, pulling him up- his feet dangling above the floor. "But don't blame your sister, oh no, blame your nosey investigating grate uncle Stanford," he laughed, dropping the boy to the ground.

Dipper gritted his teeth," your crazy!" He yelled. Bill looked down at the boy, kicking him in the gut. "Gahh!" The boy screamed out in pain.

Squatting down, Bill tilted his head innocently," are you ready to play nice?" He asked playfully; hoping he'd say 'no'.

Dipper looked up at the man, tears filled his eyes, along with hate. He spat in Bill's face," go to hell," Dipper said, spitting into Bills face.

Wiping away the spit from his face, he smiled darkly as he got back on his feet, "that's what I was hoping you'd say," he chuckled. He preceded to the exit, until he stopped at the door," Tad. Bring him up to my room, and bring the special equipment," he said with a smile,"and Will, you bring him up. I don't trust these bastreds with my new toy," he said, finally leaving.

'Will? That was his name?' Dipper thought as both Dipper and will walk over to the elevator. "So, Will? Your brother runs the place," Dipper asked flatly as he glared at Will.

Will flinched," I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Bill isn't a bad guy, he just has weird tastes," he laughed nervously. "Please don't hate him, he's just a,little grumpy to day," he said with a anxious smile.

"Yeah, he'll probably use that anger towards me latter," he huffed annoyed. Fear and anger kept rising up inside of him, and he was taking it out on this guy. Dipper was snacking, but he'd never let anyone know that.

Will patted his shoulder, "yeah, probably, but I swear if you just do what he says, then he'll ho easier on you," he smiled kindly– trying his best to sugar coat Dipper situation, but being kidnapped, and beaten was the lest of his problems; unfortunately, there's going to be more to come.

Walking out of the elevator, Dipper could see the room at the end of the hall. It was covered with spray paint that literally said, 'Bosses Room! Stay out or get Shot!' So inviting.

"Wow, that's inviting," Dipper said sarcastically as he walked to the door shaking.

Will opened the door, "oh, I see Tad brought the stuff up," he said cheerfully." Just sit on the bed. My brother will be up in a bit," he said walking out the door,"oh, and I don't suggest trying to escape through, the window it's to tall– you'll break your legs, and the halls are crawling with people, so that's dangerous. Please just sit still," he told Dipper, before closing, and locking the door.

Dipper sat on the bed, "well I'm royally screwed," he told himself as he looked over the room; it was cleaner then he had thought, no dead bodies anywhere so that's good. His arms were sore from being held behind his back the whole time, and he eyes felt heavy, sleep would be good, but—

"Hello kid, really for some fun?" Bill asked with a smirk on his face, and I whip in his hand.

"Go to hell," Dipper spat, which made his grin grow bigger.

"That's what I wanted to her," he laughed, locking the door behind him. He was ready to make this beauty scream.