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"Vain koska pyysit, hauska nainen,"

A little girl's sobbing can be heard throughout the clearing covered in light that is surrounded by thousands of colorful flowers. "Why're you crying (y/n)," a man with an eye patch asks the crying little girl. His blonde hair sways with the wind like the leaves.

The little girl looks up to him with a tear filled face. "A-all the village children bullied me today," she hiccups. "T-they said I was a monster and that I shouldn't exist," The little girl flings her tiny arms around the man's neck then cries on his chest. "A-am I a monster, B-bill?" the little girl asks him in between crying.

The man smiles at the little girl then gently caresses her hair. "You are not a monster (y/n). Monsters are described to be ugly and frightening. And (y/n)-," The man raises the little girl's face, making her look at him in the eye. "You posses neither of those adjectives. You are beautiful like the roses that grow here and you're certainly not frightening," he says to the little girl, moving his hand to cup the her face. "Don't listen to those other kids (y/n), you are perfect the way you are. Plus-" he wipes the little girl's tears with his left hand. "Crying doesn't suit you very well,"

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[ You ]

"So, where to first?" you ask Dipper as you look around the carnival in complete awe. Dipper shrugs then grins at you. "Don't know, I was going to ask you what you wanted me to do," he says.

You tap your chin with you pointer finger and thought for a moment. "How about we try out some rides?"

Dipper nods then looks around for interesting rides for the two of you to ride on. "How about we try that one?" Dipper points to a ride you know all too well.

"T-the teacups?!" you exclaim without thinking. You despised that ride so much that you'd rather eat a whole bowl of escargot than go and ride it. Plus, getting dizzy and barfing all over the place isn't exactly in your to do list today. "H-how about we try that one," you said nervously as you point to a carousel for kids.

Dipper laughs at you then pats your back. "Oh (y/n), don't worry. I got your back," he says to you with a comforting smile. You were persuaded somehow by his words or was it his terribly handsome face when he said that? You didn't know nor did you care because right now, you're regretting your decision.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STAHHHHHPPPP!!!!!" you screamed at the top of your lungs as Dipper spins the teacup rapidly, laughing hysterically as he does so. This goes on for 30 minutes without end.

When the ride 'did' end, you immediately bolt out of the teacup and to a nearby bench where you sit quietly, resisting the urge to throw up. "Hey, you okay?" you hear Dipper ask with a slightly amused tone. For some reason, he reminds you extremely of Bill, but he couldn't be Bill.

"I'm-," you put your hands on your mouth and take a breath. "Fine,"

Dipper places a hand around your shoulders then rubs your back soothingly. "There, there (y/n). Breathe," he says to you with his calming voice. You were about to thank him for rubbing your back and for comforting you when Dipper suddenly slaps your back continuously as if you were a baby trying to burp. You clamp your mouth shut then press your hands on your lips, hard. You were going to vomit all over the ground if it wasn't for your quick reactions.

"Stop it or I'll puke on you!" you scolded as you pushed Dipper off of you with all the strength you could muster. You only manage to pry his arm around your shoulder though.

Dipper pouts at you then crosses his arms. "Fine, killjoy," he says as he taps his foot onto the ground irritatingly. You frown at him with the same irritation. 'Seriously?! What is his problem?!'

"Let's go eat something, (y/n). I'm hungry," Dipper says without even looking at you then walks away to go find some place to eat at. You sigh then begrudgingly stand up to follow him.

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"FORK CHOP!" Dipper exclaims as he slams his hand onto the end of a fork, making it fly onto a man's arm. The man gasps as the fork punctures his skin, blood spilling out a bit. Dipper snickers at the man, who seems to be searching for the culprit in the cafe we were in.

You two were currently in a cafe just beside the carnival, quietly waiting for your food to arrive. Well, at least you were. Dipper was far from being quiet. "Dipper, what the heck is happening with you?" you ask him in confusion, watching as he asks for a fork from a waiter.

"What do you mean? I've always been like this," he says to you with his usual gentle tone as the waiter returns with his new fork. He then readies the fork then sends it flying towards a woman. You wince as the woman screams in pain. The fork got stuck on her wrist.

"No, you weren't," you state with crossed arms. He asks for another fork from another waiter then faces you with a bright smile. "You weren't this, I don't know, trigger happy before,"

"Darlin, I was only pretending before to catch your attention. I'm showing you my true colors right now! I thought you would like that," Dipper says then jabs his new fork, the one he just got, onto his right arm. Blood trickles out of his new wound, like water from a fountain.

"Dipper!" you exclaim. You take the fork out of his arm then hurriedly grab some tissues. You then wipe the wound gently with the tissues, cleaning it. You weren't exactly a doctor or a med student so you didn't really know if what you were doing was the proper and right thing to do. "What the heck were you thinking? Stabbing yourself with a fork like that?!" you scold as you continue to wipe the wound with now bloodied tissues. Dipper snorts at you then pushes away your hand, the one that was cleaning his wound. "Don't be such a mom (y/n). I'm fine," he says to you with a slightly bored face.

His 'stubbornness will be the death of him,' you thought as you let out a sigh while staring at his bleeding wound. "You needn't to be so mean Dipper," you say to him as you bring a cup of water to your lips. Dipper scoffs at you then looks to the side in boredom. "Whatever,"

Your food arrives a few minutes after. You ordered Amatriciana, a Italian pasta sauce based on guanciale, pecorino cheese and tomato. Dipper only ordered a plate of hot wings, and a glass of soda. You began eating silently, looking at Dipper ever so often. He hasn't touched his food yet, despite telling you he was hungry. "Are you okay Dipper? Do you need anything?" You ask him as you take the napkin placed on the table and gently dab it on your lips. Dipper shakes his head then continues to stare at his food. You decided to leave him be and continue eating your food.

"(Y/n) I don't think this is going to work," Dipper suddenly says. You move your eyes away from your pasta and raise a brow at him. "What do you-?" "I don't like you (y/n)," Dipper cuts you off, staring at you blankly.

You stare back at him, wide eyed. "B-but I-" "Doesn't matter what you say (y/n). I seriously hate you,"

Silence suddenly fills the air as the two of you have an all out staring contest. You prevented yourself from crying since you didn't want anyone to see you do so. Instead you frown at Dipper and with a small voice, you ask, "Why?"

Dipper looks away from you with a completely bored look. "You're too dull. You have no outstanding features at all," he says to you, his eyes flickering a bit. "Honestly, I regret asking you out today. That's a mistake on my part I guess," He then picks up his fork then examines the piece of silverware. "Though I did try to ruin the date and make you leave me but I suppose that plan didn't work out too well either," he jabs the fork onto his wrist, not showing any signs of pain at all as blood starts to spurt out.

You clench your fists tightly. 'That's it? That's why he was acting all weird and crazy this morning? To try and ward me off so that he could finally get rid of me?' But for some reason you thought that there was more to this than just what he explained to you. Or you were being too hopeful.

You wanted to scream at him. Get angry and slap that stupid face of his. But instead of doing that, instead of beating the crap out of him for his stupid reasons to break your heart, you cry. It seems you could no longer hold back the tears.

Dipper jumps a bit as your wailing starts. He seems to be surprised by your reaction. "(y/n)..." he mutters out, face washed with guilt. You wanted to ask him why he looked so sad and guilty when you suddenly burst into tears but you didn't have the time to do so. Instead, you grabbed your bag and ran away from the cafe, not even sparing a glance at the man who just broke your heart.

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[ Bill ]

I watch as (y/n) runs away, crying as she does. I didn't expect this to happen. I thought that she would just angrily walk away while mumbling out a bunch of things under her breath or at least that's what I saw in the future. Now, the current of time changed. Instead of her doing what I foresaw she would do, she did something absolutely different.

"Hey, not cool man," a boy, I think his name was Thompson, says as he glares daggers at me. I ignored him and quietly stared at my spoon since my fork was missing. The people in the cafe, unlike the boy named Thompson, gave me no bother, and continued on their lives.

I let out a sigh then quietly play with my food. A waiter with dark hair and striking blue eyes comes over to my table, bringing a cup of Earl Grey. He had two piercings on his ear and a lip ring. He also had a bunch of tattoos on his arms, spirals and intricate designs that make me dizzy. (Make the hair darker and we have a Zarius :3)

I glare at the waiter as he walks over to my table. I know this boy all too well. "I didn't order an Earl Grey, Zarius," I grumble out, frustrated. Zarius winks at me then places the the cup on top of the table I occupied. He then sits on the chair where (y/n) used to sit, then magically changes his waiter attire into a more casual look. "I know that Cipher. The tea is for me," he says as he brings the cup to his lips and takes a sip.

"Why're you here anyways? Aren't you supposed to be on a mission," I ask him. Zarius gives me a pout then replies, "I'm done with the mission and have made contact with the others," he drains his cup and places it on top of the table. "Plus you looked rather lonely, Cipher. Thought I'd keep you company," he states as he gives me a wink.

I give him a disgusted look then raise my knife. I slice my hot wings into tiny pieces then stab one of them with a fork. "Well, I don't want you here, Zarius. Can't you see I'm currently trying to drown myself in this soda?" I take my glass and pour its contents into my open mouth. Since I wasn't drinking it properly, the soda spills from my mouth and wets my shirt. I let out a sigh and put the glass down. I snap my fingers and magically change my soda covered shirt with a new one. "Thanks for that mist spell Rocco," I tell him as I angrily continued to eat my chicken.

Zarius squints at me then presses his lips together. "Will you please stop calling me that? It's bad enough that the others do it,"

I roll my eyes. "Don't care Rocco," Zarius lets out a deep sigh then covers his eyes with a hand. "Ugh, if I had known you'd be this cranky and irritated after making that (y/n) girl cry I wouldn't have come over,"

I flash him a glare. "I'm not cranky nor am I irritated. Also, I did not make her cry," Zarius snorts. "Tell that to that (y/n) girl, who's probably wailing somewhere," I stopped eating, suddenly filled with guilt. He's right. I've too harsh with her. I should've thought of my plan thoroughly. I let out a frustrated groan. I absolutely hate this human body that I've conjured up and the pack of emotions and feelings it came with.

"You know you're rather stupid, you know? Your plan to ruin the date so that (y/n) would hate this Pinetree honestly was the dumbest thing you could ever think of," Zarius says as he picks at his nails.

I for one thought my plan was bloody brilliant but I do not protest with him. I would've loved my plan if I used it on someone who I didn't care for deeply. How surprising right? Only a few weeks have passed and I'm already infatuated with the girl who summoned me without a good enough reason. "I had to do it Zarius, even if I have to see her sad and depressed for a few years," I knew she would cry over this for more than that, I saw it in the future. She's fallen for Pinetree, even though the thought makes me cringe.

Zarius scoffs at me. "I never knew you were a hopeless romantic, Cipher. One of the flaws you try to hide I suppose," he says to me, filling his cup with more tea with the use of his magic. "How about you just enjoy this date for what it is, Cipher. Let yourself experience happiness again before we take over this universe,"

"You mean to say that I pretend to be Pinetree for the rest of the day and happily spend my day with (y/n)?" I asked him in disbelief. Zarius flashes me a grin. "Yeah why not enjoy the date! Maybe even get a kiss while you're at it!" I gape at him, thinking about his ridiculous plan. "But I'm in Pinetree's body,"

Zarius raises a dismissive hand. "Don't worry about that. You're still you after all," I knit my brows. "Are you forgetting the fact that I'm currently in this horrid entity? How am I supposed to-" before I could even notice, Zarius raises his hand into the air and brings it forcefully onto my right cheek. "For God's sake Cipher! Stop thinking about it too much! Just think about (y/n) and the smile you might bring upon her! Now stop being such a wuss and go and get your girl!" Zarius shouts. Thank the lord for that mist or everyone in the cafe might think I'm breaking another person's heart.

I bring a hand to my right cheek. As my fingers come in contact with it, I immediately wince at how much it stings. "Never thought you were one to injure your higher ups, Rocco," Zarius grimaces at the sound of his last name. "But I might as well follow your advice," I said to him, which immediately brightens him up. "Really?!" he exclaims as you slams his hands onto the table, eyes shining with delight. "You'll finally take advantage of your situation and continue your date with (y/n)?"

I nod to answer his question. "Thanks for the advice Zarius. I'll punish you later for slapping me," I tell him as I stand up from my seat and turn around. "You're wel-! Wait, what?!"

I walk away from him, a smile playing on my lips. "Oh, and your paying for the food Zarius," I tell him without looking back then continue on my journey with new found confidence chuckling slightly as I hear Rocco's frustrated groans from the background.

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I hate this chapter! >~< It's so long! Tell me if you guys want me to cut it or something 'cause I'm annoyed greatly by how much words and sentences I put in here! And writing these kinds of scenarios aren't exactly my cup of tea (love isn't usually the genre I prefer to be writing about xD how surprising) (I mostly like writing about sadness or adventures xD)

Anyways, my favorite pasta is Amatriciana xD Sorry that I didn't let you choose the food you ordered, I just really like the pasta (if it was a guy, I would probably marry it :3)

Now here's a bunch of gifs and pics I found on Tumblr xD

There's more but unfortunately this isn't a photo album xD