Dipper Pines dragged everything into the circle. He had been preparing for weeks, even learning how to dance, all for this moment. Why had he learned to dance, you ask? Consulting the notes on this demon called Bill, previous summoners and witches expressed their confusion on the fact that they were immediately pulled into a waltz by him. It was odd, but Dipper had dealt with odd things before. He stood up, cracking his neck before he lit the bright yellow candle in the center of the circle.

Bill Cipher knew he was about to be summoned. He could always tell. He would feel a pulling sensation in the place where his heart would be, and could only sigh as he hoped it wouldn't go bad. He rose from his place by a tall pine tree, and no faster than you could blink, he vanished into thin air; leaving only a set of deer teeth that fell from his pocket.

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