I'm back! Now,Dipper meets bill cause he want to tell him that Fionna is the one.OH! this book took place after season 1! Now,let's go!
Update,season two just have 2 eipsode and in eipsode 2,{Warning! Spoilers ahead! I would asked you to watch the 2nd eipsode 1st then come back here.} Dipper tells Wendy about his feelings and Wendy understands him.So,Right after the last part where I left off that is where season 2 start.So,In the next part,SEASON 2! XD
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Dipper's pov
I felt into deep sumber.
(In his dream)
I felt onto some kind of soft grass and nice-looking trees.I open my eyes stood up.Just then,BILL COMES OUT FROM NOWHERE! "WHAT DO U WANT FROM ME,BILL???" I shouted."Woah kid! calm down! I'm not going to do like in season 1! That was all an act! But I'm nice on the outside." he said.I gave him 'wait...-so-u-nice-on-the-outside-but-in-season-1-was-an-act?'He nodded."WHAT I'M DOING!? That's not why i'm here for! What was I going to say..." He asked himslef.I just ketp still and looked at him."OH YEAH! I'm here to tell about Fionna!"
"What about her?...WAIT...HAVE U BEEN SPYING ON ME?!" I shouted."Well,yeah..I'm a demon,I haven to watch your EVEY MOVE." He said.I slapped my forhead.I almost foget that he was a demon.."Dipper would u like to take a walk with me?" I nodded and went ahead.
"Well,you see Dipper....When U felt haertborken about Wendy rejected you.....and" Before he could say it,I looked away from him and said "Pls...no more about her.She was a little female dog to me."I said to bill.He nodded.He understands me.Just then,we were infront of this house,it looked like the mystery shack."Come in Dipper
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Stopping here... guess what will happen next!?
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You will be mine forever.(Gravity fall meets Adventure time)
FanfictionDipper is an 12 year old boy who loves to go on adventures with his twin sister, Mabel pines who has a BF.When Dipper was on a walk, he saw the most beautiful girl that he will see in his life.And that girl is.......Fionna from Adventure time! But h...
