Illusion [bill cipher x reader]

Chapter 7

"Wow, that nightmare is now fresh in my head." I stood up as I rubbed my head.

"Dipper, Y/n, it's the third day! We've only got seven hours to earn back our profits, or I've got to wear that loser shirt all summer!"

"Hey guys! Am I nuts, or does this place look different?" Wendy looked confused.

"Wendy, Soos! Am I glad to see you. We've got a lot of work to do but if we hurry, we can still beat Stan!" Mabel said.

"Uh, yeah. I've got a little headache, so maybe I should like, not work today." Wendy replied.

"And I actually just met this pack of wolves, and I think they're gonna like, raise me as one of their own, so I should really be at the den right now." Soos reasoned.

"But-but..."

"But hey, see ya on Monday." Wendy remarked. I was about to comfort Mabel when she twitched angrily, breaking the pen in her hand.

"ENOUGH! I have HAD IT! I fought a monster to save this business, and this is how you repay me?! I'm gonna get an ulcer from your lollygagging!" Mabel shouted. I looked at her in a surprised look.

"Lollygagging?" Wendy said confusedly.

"Ulcer? You're acting different." Soos said.

"You shut your yaps! I've been doing everyone's job while you bums been bleeding me dry!"

"But I-" Wendy was interrupted by Mabel.

"No buts except yours on the floor cleaning! Now quit loafing and get to work!" Wow, I never seen Mabel so mad.

"Yes, Mabel." Wendy said.

"That's yes, BOSS!" Mabel interjected as she slammed her hand on the counter and Mr. Stan's fez fell and landed on Mabel.

"What have I become?" Mabel gasped as she looked at the mirror.

"What you had to, Mabel. What you had to." Dipper said.

"We've got seven hours to turn this around! Let's go people!" Mabel commanded.

Soos fixed all the damage inside the Shack. I fixed all the items in the Gift Shop. Wendy's the cashier while I assist and try to persuade everyone to buy many items in Gift Shop. The tourists started coming.

"You want this mystery cup? You have to buy first this box of mystery for only $20. No, $200." The tourists cheered and grabbed all the items. I horribly raised all the item prices yet the tourists are still ecstastic about it and shoving us their money. Moments later, they left happy.

"We filled the whole jar!" We cheered.

"Minus the money to replace all the furniture. And supplies to fix the shack, that leaves us..."

"One dollar."

"Shhhh, guys, but I'll just add-"

"Tick-tock! Time's up, kids!" Mr. Stan suddenly showed up. I looked at Mabel in a worried look.

"Oh no!"

"Nice to see you learned how to dress while I was gone." Mr. Stan said to Dipper.

"How much did you beat us buy?" Mabel asked in defeat tone.

"I won $300,000!" We all gasped.

"And then... I lost everything when I answered the P-word wrong." Mr. Stan said.

"Please?" I said.

"Apparently that word can make you money." He said.

"You won the bet, Mabel!" I gasped happily.

"We did it!" We cheered.

"Wait. What did we win again?" Soos asked.

"Well, according to our bet, I guess Mabel's the new boss?" Stan said.

"Oh, no, no! Don't do that!" We all said.

"Huh? What?"

"Grunkle Stan, I had no idea how hard it was being boss. This place was cuckoo bananas until I started barking orders at people like you." Mabel said.

"Yeah, well, I got to admit, it's kind of nice to be back, ya know? Okay, okay, that's enough, get offa me! And Soos, Wendy, and Y/n get to work! Ahem. Please. Uhh! Still hurts " Mr. Stan said.

"Mabel, didn't your agreement say something about Stan having to do some kind of apology dance if he lost?" Dipper reminded Mabel, making me grin.

"N-No. No, it didn't." Mr. Stan said.

"Actually, yeah, I think I have it in my notes here." Mabel said.

"No! That never happened!" Soos said.

"Haha! I'll get the camera!" Wendy said.

"All right, let me just..." Mr. Stan ran away.

"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel shouted.

"Don't worry I'll get him." I started chasing him.

"You can't catch me, sucker!" I grabbed a rock and throw it ahead of where he's running, making him trip.

"Is he okay?" I asked Mabel.

"Yeah, he'll be fine." Mabel answered.

"You can't escape from the consequences, Mr. Stan." I chuckled.

We started filming Mr. Stan, dressed in a sparkling orange suit. Plenty takes are taken because he kept forgetting the lyrics or it looks unappealing.

"I'm Stan, and I was wrong
I'm singing the Stan Wrong Song,
I shouldn't have taken that chance,
Now here's my remorseful dance."

"Do the kicks! Jazzier!" Mr. Stan's fez fell out as he kicked. Now, he's tugging his fez out of the goat's mouth.

"What do you think?" Mabel asked me and Waddles.

"Oink!"

"That's a no no." Mr. Stan glared at me.

"Take Thirty!" Mr. Stan sobs very loud, wanting this to end. I laughed as I'm low-key enjoying him suffer, lol.

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Soos was standing in front of the singing salmon and pressed the button.

"I'm the singin' salmon spendin' all day jam-" Y/n hurled the metal pen at the singing salmon, making it jammed. She's breathing heavily like she felt some rage within her. Everyone's staring her including Mr. Stan. Y/n breathed deeply, cleared her throat and spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll replace it."

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I always imagine every chapters of the story are like Gravity Falls episodes. Thank you for supporting and reading this crappy fanfic. I'm not a great author, help ಥ‿ಥ.