Zigzag Logic (Bill Cipher X Reader)

Legend

"(Y/N)!" Dipper yelled, running over to you and waving a hand in front of your face. "(Y/N)! Are you okay?!"

You slowly sat up, still holding the journal to your chest. You looked around the circular room, finding yourself back in the cave. You groaned a little and leaned against Dipper, whose thin legs wavered under the sudden change of weight.

"Are you okay, (Y/N)?" Ford asked, walking over to you and righting you back to your feet. Dipper let out a long sigh of relief.

"Y-yeah... Physically, I guess...." you mumbled. Your vision blurred in and out like a terrible camera that lost its ability to focus. "Mentally... not really..."

"What do you mean? Did that book have something to do with Bill?" Ford continued to question, as if trying to squeeze the juice out of a dried up orange.

"No... maybe... not... directly?" you answered. "I mean... the hawk said there was a prophecy about Bill that the Native Americans knew about..."

Dipper and Ford seemed to be instantly relieved. Their shoulders slumped and their facial expressions relaxed unanimously. Stan and Mabel stood confused to their sudden relaxation.

"We already dealt with that prophecy," Dipper explained. "It was Weirdmaggedon. The Native Americans of the Gravity Falls area carved the Cipher Wheel and an inscription about what was to happen in a cave behind a waterfall."

"I should have wondered why Bill was being more tame. He knows he can't do anything," Ford continued.

You shook your head and muttered, "No, no, no, no, no... you have it all wrong... The hawk wasn't slow on the news..."

Almost as if you had set off an atomic bomb right on the floor in front of you, all four of their expressions froze in horror and fixated their gaze on you. Ford took a step back, his heavy boots slamming on the floor and echoing throughout the room as Stan gripped his brass knuckles and Mabel held onto Stan's arm for shock support. You had explaining to do. And fast.

"The hawk knew about Weirdmaggedon. He said the "Symbols" stopped it before he and the other Native American spirits from the Oracle dimension could intervene."

"The Symbols?" Dipper asked. He took off his hat and looked at it for a moment. "Maybe... it had something to do with the Cipher Wheel?"

Ford, however, paid no attention to Dipper and instead focused his next line of questioning to your mention of the Oracle dimension, "That bird was from another dimension? How could that be possible? Bill's the only thing I know that's powerful enough to enter the mindscape, his dimension between the between!"

You shook your head again, "There's other powerful ones. Well, they can at least project themselves and- to an extent- their powers to our world but they can't really physically touch it? Well, I don't think other than the hawk. I think this book was like a miniature portal..." You held the book out in front of you and examined it for a moment. Considering there was a sealing spell on it that only you could break, that seemed like a very plausible option. The moment Bill told you he was a dream demon from another dimension and made a deal with you was the moment you threw everything you knew about possible dimensions and parallel universes out the window.

Ford asked to see the book. You told him no. If the hawk disappeared like that and the book's sealing spell didn't return, you were certain whatever portal within the book's pages was gone.

"How do you know about other dimensions in the first place?" Ford sneered, rather butt hurt that you would not give him the journal. It reminded you of Bill whenever you withheld something from him- especially food after he almost ate himself to death.