Gravity Falls: The One That Has To Fix The Timeline

" Hey. I've been reading this for a while. Can anyone figure this quote out for me? " You already have, or play with a different color than you did before. And if you play for a while, your brain starts to hurt. But if there are no obstacles, the brain is able to work." I don't know who made it. But they really need to work on their authorism " - Dipper

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In an empty world, filled with bright beautiful colors. To the average human this world would be chaotic, horrifying, but to a floating yellow triangle, this world was known as home...Also it was-

" Boring. " 

Said Bill Cipher staring through a rift, which displayed the current situations of inhabitants in gravity falls. The rift shifted from situation to situation similar to a TV changing channels. And yet, Bill Cipher couldn't help but float there aimlessly, talking to himself, repeating the exact same words over and over again.

" Boring. "

" Boring.. "

" Boring... "

" Is nothing interesting happening in Gravity Falls?! "

Said Bill Cipher in an agitated voice, when Ford was sucked into The Interdimensional Portal. It had completely severed Bill Cipher's connection to Gravity Falls. Leaving even the omnipotent Bill Cipher trapped. Bill Cipher could only snap his fingers creating a chess board and a see-through copy of Ford traced with glowing bright blue lines.

Instantly, the fake Ford grabbed onto his pawn, sliding it across the floating chessboard. Bill Cipher quickly followed as the two initiated a chess match. At first each of their moves was fast paced, until Ford's eyes widened and he stopped with his hands mere inches away from his queen. His mind was racing until his finger slowly gripped onto the piece and he lifted it up off the table, but before he could place the piece on the board. Bill Cipher let out a loud sigh and waved his hands, erasing Ford and the chessboard from existence.

" The exact same set of moves over and over again. " Said Bill, as he glanced over at the rift still switching from channel to channel. " Well when you're being that can see all outcomes, chess really isn't fun. After all, I can predict everything...Everything? " Said Bill Cipher glancing at his rift puzzled. The channel had switched to Dale who was sleeping peacefully in a lodge. He was lying on a white bed with his hands behind his head.

The rift stopped switching, as Bill floated towards the rift, stopping mere inches from it. " Who are you? " Mumbled Bill. As a chair appeared under him, Bill sat down as he spoke. " I haven't seen you before? Well, I guess it isn't impossible for an outlier to appear. After all, the amount of timelines is infinite. "

" But still, this outlier can bring troubles to my plan...But that's how cowards think. No mere human could fully comprehend what I truly am. He's just someone I need to keep an eye on. Someone should summon me soon, and when that happens...Gravity Falls will be mine.▲ "...

Back in our world, the sound of snoring pierced through several walls, as Dale abruptly snapped his eyes open and sat up in his bed grabbing onto his face, staring through the gap in his fingers. " They sure are, thin aren't they? " Said Dale, as he stood up from his bed.

Approaching the door, grabbing onto the doorknob and twisting it. The door slowly creaked open as Dale walked through the pitch black hallway.

Dale had only rented a room in the lodge for the night, promising to pay the owner in the morning but without a way to pay him, Dale only had one way to pay...Leaving before the owner wakes up. Luckily for him, the owner was in a deep sleep. If it wasn't obvious from the loud snoring.

Dale quickly left the lodge, walking down a dark street. It was roughly 3 AM. A bright full moon illuminated the sky, making the edges of the street barely visible. Dale's goal for today was quite simple: find something that would prevent Bill Cipher from invading his mind. The idea of putting a metal plate on his skull was out of the question. Dale wasn't sure how he would do that without either seriously injuring himself or accidentally killing himself.

But Dale didn't have time to figure out a way to put the plate in his skull. He was sure that Bill Cipher had noticed him already. So, it would only be a matter of time before Bill entered his mind. And the only thing he could think of that would prevent Bill Cipher from entering his mind was unicorn hair.

Meaning Dale's goal for today... " Is getting unicorn hair " Mumbled Dale under his own breath...