The Ciphers

16: Why Not?

Belle's P.O.V.

Will returned, so did Willow. They only had Tad Strange with them.

"Tad," I said, "NO! You're not helping now leave. Go bother someone else."

"Fine." Tad left. Yay!

"So, Willow, Will, why won't they come?"

"Simone h-has struck d-d-deals wi-with a-all of th-them."

"Okay!"

Dipper and Mabel trotted into the room, and Will and Willow both stiffened at the sight of them.

"M-master Dipper," Will asked, "Wh-why a-are you h-h-here?"

"Miss Mabel, wha-?"

I whispered to the twins, so the W's couldn't hear us. "Be really rude. Dip, act like you own Will. Mabes, look angry."

"M-m-master D-dipper? Wh-what a-are y-y-you wear-wearing?"

Dipper hesitated slightly, "I could ask you the same thing, William." Nice Dip!

"Why d-do y-you look l-l-like G-g-Gideon?"

"Why do you look like an idiot?" Dipper snapped.

At the same time, Mabel was acting like Paz. The Paz from dimension 46'/.

"Master M-Mabel, may, may I inquire to y-your a-att-attire?"

"No you may not." Mabel tried to look cruel.

"You're not Master Mabel."

"Nah! I'm Mabel Pines!"

At this point, Will was crying over Dipper's insult.

"Gosh, Will, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be so rude! Belle just needed help pranking you two! I'm so so so sorry."

"I-it's okay, M-master D-dipper."

"Don't call me that please. It's just Dipper. Dipper Pines."

"I-I-oh. Okay."

"We gotta go, Ciphers. Bye!" They left, and the world turned colorful again.

"Dip, Dip, go get your reverend costume on."

"Why?" He asked me.

"Well, you see, it might distract--" a loud BOOM! was heard in the distance.

"Simone." I finished my sentence.

"What now? She's free!" Dipper yelled.

Her physical form filled the blood sky. Red flaming fair, clothes of flame, blood eyes, eight arms.

"WHO MADE A DEAL WITH HER!"

We all ran into the shack.

"Fine. If she wants me, she can have me," I muttered to myself.

I ran outside again, towards the center of town. I see it, if I killed myself, the twins would have a chance of surviving.

I glanced up to see Bill with her. That's who made the deal!

"wAnt mE dEAd sImOnE?? bIll? hErE yOU gO!" I yelled. I conjured up a golden dagger encrusted with diamonds and placed it over my heart, not jabbing in yet.

"nO!" Simone screamed, "If yOU dO thAt I dOn't gEt pOwEr!"

An idea popped into my head. "Come and get me."

Dipper's P.O.V.

"Come and get me," Belle said calmly.

Simone flew down to her, a sword in hand and tried attacking her. I jumped out in front of her, but before the impact could hit me, I was pushed out of the way.

I knew it wasn't Belle, her hands were gloved. These hands were not.