--Dipper POV--

The cowboy left a couple hours ago, but I feel like he's still in the Mystery Shack, and not just because Grunckle Ford's memory gun became a mustard dispenser instead of what he was actually building, but because the place keeps having some stuff break down and I this point, I think he's just messing with us for the sake of messing with us. 

Mabel and Waddles have kinda gave up trying to stop him, and just ignore the strange ghost shouts... Or are they moans? I really can't tell. He's just super annoying...

I borrowed a silver mirror from McGucket, and the guy just broke it without looking.  Seriously! Cowboy is the worst. Once I threatened to hit him with a, I quote 'ghost ray I made' (Total bluff) and he told me if I even touched a weapon in the next 48 hours, he'd shoot me in the hand. When I asked which one, he just looked at me at told me whichever one he didn't shoot then. I walked away, to avoid getting a bullet in the hand. I haven't tried direct contact since...

Mabel and I were hanging around our room, talking about Cowboy, considering we'd probably have to live with the guy in our house for a while. "So... What's your opinion on Cowboy anyways?" I asked her, staring at the ceiling

"He says his name is Maxwell." Mabel replied, messing with Waddles' pig hooves, "I asked. Plus he wrote it on the wall and he keeps repeating it." 

"He wrote it on a WALL? I call not cleaning it. At all." I said, glaring at at the roof, just to see a familiar face staring back at me, "Mabel, am I the only one seeing Cowboy in the roof?"

"MAXWELLL ACACHALLA!" He shouted at me, floating backwards, back into the roof.

Mabel and I looked to each other. "Did you know his last name?"

"I didn't know his first name!" I retaliated, flustered, "How was I supposed to know the crazies were related to them?"

"It does explain somethings though..." Mabel said.

"Like what?"

"Their both SUPER weird." Mabel said, looking back to the ceiling

"Well... I don't want to talk to the Acachallas about him... But he's a ghost from there so those PIE guys must know who he is!" 

"Yes! Let's go talk to Toast!"

"And Ghost."

"Right, him too..." She nodded, "Let's go!"

We ran outside and grabbed the golf cart, "BYE GRUNKLE STAN! BYE GRUNKLE FORD!" We shouted as we pulled away. We faintly heard Stan shouting at us to break some stuff, while Ford told us not to stay out too late. I love that they don't ask questions. Most of the time.

Within minutes we were at Ghost and Toast's campsite, and we almost crashed into them drinking tea or something. Toast jumped away and fell into their campfire hole(It was more like a bonfire pit...), but Ghost wasn't so lucky and dove into a rock.

"Ow ow ow..." Ghost mumbled, "Headacheeeee..."

"You alright over there sir?" Toast called while climbing out of the hole. It was pretty strange that a couple of kids drove into their campsite, interrupted 'tea time', and the first thing the do is check if each other's okay. And complain, in Ghost's case.

"Mmmmmmmgg Let's pick up some more Advil when we go out. Like, a lot more of it..." Ghost said from the rock, "this'd better be the last time I get such a headache here... Or I swear I'm gonna-"

"-OH, SIR LOOK IT'S MABEL AND DIPPER!" Toast shouted, jogging over to us. "Hullo!"

Mabel waved excitedly at them and I just glared a bit harder. "Ughh... Them again..." Ghost said squinting, "I think I have a concussion... I'm gonna need to see Billy later... Or Maddie..." He grumbled to himself while checking for blood. "What do you want?" He asked.

"Yeah, we're haunted by a 'Maxwell Acachalla?'" I told them. Ghost grumbled some more while getting up and Toast began to interrogate us.

"Maxwell? How tall is he, does he look like a cowboy, is he a poltergeist, does he use a gun and a lot of threats, has he mentioned killing off the Acachallas, Who has he mentioned?" He asked in rapid fire, leaping over to grab a notebook and prepared to start writing.

"About six foot or something, yes, I think so, yes, no, and Bill." Mabel shot off in rapid fire, considering she knows a bit more about him than I do, and Toast jotted down the stuff, nodding at every answer. Until she mentioned Bill. Then he just looked up and her and scrunched up his face.

Ghost on the other hand, seemed more effected by the headache, "Wait, he usually only brings up his victims... Do you think he killed Bill for us?"

"No, he was sending a message from Bill, and he hasn't left us alone since!"

"What was the message?" Toast asked us, surprisingly interested. 

"Pretty much to prepare for the worst summer of our lives and he was going to destroy everything and he was better prepared this time around..." I told the Johnnys, unenthusiastically, "You know, an edited version of a summery of what he said last year."

"Well, Maxwell's just annoying... Why don't you come into town with us, we're grabbing some marshmallows-"

"-And more medicine and Advil-" Ghost butted in while rummaging through his purse-thing.

"- yes, and that stuff too, but we were hoping to make s'mores tonight and we need s'more stuff." Toast finished, looking over to his partner who rolled his eyes at him. "He might show up and/or get threatened we're around you and leave you alone, either way it'll help."

"SURE!" Mabel yelled out before I could say anything, "we would LOVE to, wouldn't we Dipper?" I looked from her to Ghost, and she just pleadingly looked to Toast. I broke again.

"Fine. Let's go."

--Toast's POV--

We all clambered into the van, and despite Bill's... Whatever the heck he was doing, I kept a strait face. The... 'Listeners'... From before asked me some stuff. Multiple told me to tell sir how much I care for him, which I was about to do before a couple of kids came flying through the trees, and multiple told me to ask sir if he liked Jazz for some reason... Might as well..."Hey sir?"

"Yes, Johnny?" He said from next to me. There was a pretty bad lump on his head, but he seemed to feel a bit better, just grumpy about Mabel and Dipper being around.

"I can't decide a radio station... Do you like jazz, sir?"

He gave me a pained expression, "Johnny I'm going to kill you."

"So... No?"

"No. Just no radio." He said, "My head's killing me."

"Okay... Ms. Pines, do you any good songs?"

She energetically bounced up and down, "YES!" And she broke into the Campfire Song Song.

You can't win them all...

(Le time skip, brought to you by Bill Cypher)

After we browsed the grocery store for marshmallows with the Pines twins, (Or shooting star and Pine tree as Bill calls them) Sir and I went to pick up some medicine and stuff. Sir wanted Mabel and Dipper to wait outside, but I insisted they come, considering Maxwell could choose while we're shopping to bring about havoc.

"Oh, sir while we're here we can grab more of your medicine." I said while checking the shelves for some Advil and some bandages. "You are mostly out..."

"Do we have to? I hate that stuff." He scrunched up his face, "its the worst."

"I know you hate it, but the doctor said you had to take it, and I trust the advice of a medical professional." I said, going to the front, "do you think this perception will work here or should I call Spooker and tell him to send over some more of your pills instead?"

"He doesn't even know I take them." He said to me quietly, "I never told him..." 

"Oh, that's alright sir." I said, patting his back, "if he asks what it's for I'll say it's mine or something." He mumbled a bit of a thank you and I went to ask the Pines if they wanted anything. "Hey, sir?"

"Yeah?"

"Where'd the Pines go?"

"Their right over... Crap. I don't know." He shrugged, "at least I know they weren't listening..."

"Unless they're behind the shelves or something." I said, marching up the aisle. "Mabel? Dipper?"

"Johnny, this isn't a big deal, they can take care of themselves." Ghost said, taking some bandages off the shelves. "Their thirteen and apparently they've killed Bill once. I don't think they need watching."

"Yes, but right now they're being haunted by a ghost who had killed and evaded us a multitude of times, and really really REALLY loves revenge."

"How is that bad? I mean, we do die from him, but we've killed him a lot too."

"If they kill him, he'll come back and try to kill them more, and they can't come back from the dead." I explained quickly, double checking the nearby rows. "AND Maxwell's apparently working with the demon triangle."

"I have a name you know!" Bill protested inside my mind. I just ignored him and continued freaking out, "and RELAX! I told him not to kill or maim."

"How about mind tricks?" I asked him quickly.

He thought about it for a while, "Yeah,  he might do those..." 

"Well crap." I said back. "Sir... fire up one of the ghost finding machines."

"Alright..." He looked in his 'purse' or a second, "I left it in the van. I'll go pay for the stuff, I'll meet you in there."

"Okay sir. When we get back to the campsite, remind me to call Spooker." I said, he grudgingly nodded and I ran out of the shop.

--Dipper's POV (again)--

"Com'on! I think he took them here!" I shouted to Mabel as we followed the wispy version of Cowboy... Sorry, 'Maxwell'... Through the woods. Mabel was behind me, breathing heavily and using her grappling hook to pick herself up anytime she tripped. A couple minutes ago, Maxwell showed up and told us he kidnapped our Grunkles, and then threatened to kill them if we didn't follow him. We didn't want to take that chance. If he was lying we could protect ourselves.

Right?

--Billy's POV--

"Did Spencer say that the hiding place was over here or back at the house?" I asked Sue and we fumbled through the branches.

"I think... Over here..." He said, tripping on his face, "Ouch..."

"Did you just die on something?!" I asked as he went limp.

"Yeah... I think so. I'm going to re spawn now, is that okay?"

"Yeah I'll just go die on something, too! I'll see you in a bit, okay?"

"Ow." He said before his body disappeared.

"Bye!" I looked around the woods for something dangerous, but all I saw were a couple of kids following an orb of light. Wait... That was Mabel and Dipper! They'll know how to kill me! I began jogging toward them, stumbling a couple of times from the forest terrain. When I was about couple yards away I saw the orb clearly.

Maxwell.

He saw me too. I had a bullet in my head before I could turn and run.

Maxwell's here?! He must think Mabel and Dipper are Acachallas! I need to tell Mama and Papa!

Don't worry, Mabel and Dipper! The Acachallas will save you!

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