Chapter 1: Pine Tree and Shooting Star · 2:56pm Oct 30th, 2016
Mason "Dipper" Pines waited for his ride. Pacing back and forth.
Mason "Dipper" Pines waited for his ride. Pacing back and forth.
This... This couldn't be happening.
As the blue flames licked around him, as he nursed his injured hand, he was slowly coming to realize the reality of the situation. After trillions of years of manipulations. After a thirty year plan. After all of that planning and time. He had lost. It was over. He stared at his two thin, black, now wholly powerless arms, unable to mentally accept it.
That's... That's something.
A becomes Z, B becomes Y, and so on from there. Have fun!
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Bill laid on his new back. Incredibly proud of himself and feeling a little safer around his partners.
His partners were not happy.
Okay. Doctor Whooves Comes out on Monday.
Angles updates a week after that.
I also hope to start some new fics on AO3, details still to come.
Sorry for the delay, the election hurt my soul to the point of me thinking of giving up writing. But neither the panicking left, nor Donald Trump is worth that.