Bill's POV

  I walked back up to The Mystery Shack. Everything needed to seem as normal as possible. I flipped the gift shop sign to 'Open' and went behind the register. I couldn't help but smile as I thought. Soon, soon the town would be mine. I just needed enough power, which I would get once the other two journals were destroyed. Pinetree was in the back of 'our' mind listening. He still seeked revenge on his family. All of his sanity was pretty much gone. I let him take over sometimes, to think about his own plans. Together, we could do this.

  Business was quite slow. It seemed quiet. Not for long. No, I would have people bowing down to me. I could envision the flames and destruction yet to come. I smiled at no one. I decided that I would let Dipper have some fun for a bit so I let him take control.

Dipper's POV

  Bill let me take control. I knew what he was planning, and thought it was fabulous. I looked at the time and smoothed my classy suit I still wore. Time to feed the fam. After all, we needed them alive. I carried their food down to them. I liked this secluded bunker. How have I never known about this? Clever Grunkle Stan...clever. "Hey guys! Brought food." I said cheerfully. They were so quiet today.

  I delivered them each a plate in turn. As I passed Mabel I thought I saw here doing something but she couldn't have been... then my suspicions were confirmed. Mabel had taken her hairclip and was trying to pick the lock with the sharp end. Shame. I thought Stan would be the one to do that. He influenced her no doubt. I casually strolled in front of her. "Mabel, trying to leave so soon? I thought we were enjoying each other's company." I said sounding hurt. "You know I don't want to punish you."

  "Stay back!" Mabel tried to swipe at me with the clip end.

  "Oh dear sister, you wouldn't hurt your own brother would you?" I smiled.

  "Just let us out. Come on Dipper don't stoop to Bill's level." Mabel pleaded. I came closer to try to take the clip from her, and she swiped my arm, making a slight scratch. Hm, such bravery. Then I had an idea. Why not have some fun?

  "Oh Mabel," I laughed lightly.

  "Do it again. Harder this time." I came closer and put my arm forward. Her shocked face just added so much effect.

  "Dipper don't make her do this dude." Soos called from his cage.

  "No, no, I want her to. Go on sis. Cut me again, I wanna feel it." I said. Mabel avoided my gaze, and I stepped practically up against the cage. "Do it harder." I said sternly. The fight from her was gone, and she backed away. I took the clip from her hand.

  "Does any one else want to? Come on, don't be shy. Don't you want to be free?" I said to the others. No answers. Frustrated I said, "I don't understand what you all think is so hard about this." And without even thinking, I took the clip and drug it across my arm. I felt the sharp pricks of pain shoot up. The only noise was the little gasp from Mabel. I was taken aback myself but, I didn't think on it to long.

  "I want you all to stay here. So that way you can watch as we take over Gravity Falls. Big things are coming." Then I glanced down at my bleeding arm and muttered to no one in particular, "You did this to me." Then as I walked back up to the shack, I caught my reflection in a piece of glass. "No. YOU did this to me." I said pointing at myself.