--Mabel's POV--

"Grunkle Ford?! Grunkle Stan?! What's going on?!" I shouted from upstairs as the world began to change colors. I looked below the window and saw the redhead Acachalla, Spencer scooching away from what looked like Toast. By them was a broken jar, identical to the one the last rift was held in last year. "Oh no..." I ran downstairs, "GUYS ANOTHER RIFT JAR BROKE!"

"Wow. So this is what Weirdmaggedion is..." Maxwell smiled from a doorway. "I'm going to enjoy this. I hope I will at least..." Dipper ran out of the room through the door Maxwell was standing in front of, and Grunkle Ford followed shortly after.

Ghost was just standing blankly in the corner of the room as if he didn't know what to do. He rose his gun and shot Maxwell in the head, "I should've done that sooner... What the heck is going on?! What's Weirdmaggedion!?" He looked so confused. 

Dipper ran back in, "GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS."

"Good news first, please!" I said, dodging some flying objects.

"THE GOOD NEWS IS TOAST IS NO LONGER POSSESSED." Ghost fist pumped, "THE BAD NEWS IS BILL'S REACHED FULL FORM."

"Who's Bill?" Johnny asked from the corner, completely confused. I gave him a weird look, and Dipper decided to be more cautious.

"Uh... Bill Cypher? He's a triangle demon you accidently brought back from the dead?"

"I did WHAT?!" Ghost paled instantly, "Why would I... How would I... How do I know you're not lying?" He finished, pointing an accusing finger at Dipper.

"There's no time to argue! Bill's a rising threat, we need to warn the townsfolk!" Dipper said, grabbing my hand and running out to town, ignoring the shouted of protest from Johnny and Maxwell.

I looked behind me to see Bill floating into the shack, with Toast and Spencer on his tail. This is way worse than last year...

I hope we can stop it this time.

--Ghost's POV--

"I BROUGHT A DEMON BACK FROM THE DEAD?!" I yelled, completely confused. The last thing I remember was... I don't actually know... Where even am I? I know who these people are... But I don't remember meeting them. "WHERE'S TOAST?!"

"Right here, sir!" Toast said, jogging in, Spencer following him, "do you have any idea where we are?"

"No, I just woke up here, everyone said you were possessed, and then 'Weirdmaggedion' started, and then you weren't possessed... I'm so confused... I was hoping you'd clear things up for me."

He shook his head, "I remember something about smores, though..."

"He went Casket, you got memory wiped. That's why you don't remember anything, okay?" A triangle said from five feet above the ground. I instantly fished out a ghost tracking device. 

"Toast this thing is a level 39, and its power is still growing. Is THAT the thing I brought back to life?! WHAT WAS I THINKING!?" I shouted to my partner, ignoring Stanly and Suess' hasty escape.

The triangle shrugged and then full on zapped me with his finger.

"WHAT THE CRAP WAS THAT ABOUT!?" I shouted to him angrily.

"OOH, YES WHY DID YOU STABBING DO THAT TRIANGLE?!" A voice next to me hissed. He looked a lot like me, but still really didn't. Toast went white as a sheet.

"TOAST WHO THE HECK IS THIS?!" I shouted jumping up and running over to him, "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON."

"Me neither sir, but I suggest we run!" He shouted grabbing my hand and bolting out. Bill zapped us again, this time it hurt a lot more.

"There. Down to one life. Now if I kill you, you'll stay dead." He said, smiling as much as an eyeball could. Toast continued to drag me along. 

"TOAST THE WORLD WANTS TO EAT ME AM I GOING NUTS?!" I shouted as the totem pole in front of the shack we just ran out of began to follow us, mouth opened wide.

"NOT TODAY SIR, I SEE IT TOO!" He yelled back, sprinting faster.

"JOHNNY SLOW DOWN, I'M NOT THAT ATHLETIC!"

"DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD CALL SPOOKER AND TELL HIM TO GET OVER HERE?!"

"I CAN'T BELIVE I'M SAYING THIS, BUT YEAH, WE MIGHT NEED EVERYONE..." I agreed, almost tripping, "JOHNNY SLOW DOWN!!!"

We ran into a secluded part of the woods and called Spooker.

I hope I don't regret this.

--Colon's POV--

Spooker and I were hanging out in PIE headquarters, playing with some darts we found, when Spooker's phone began to ring.

"You get it," I said, barely looking up

"No, you get it! Remember the last time I picked up the phone?!" He hissed back, mocking picking up a phone, "Uhhh... HI, THIS IS THE TOASTED GHOST WHERE WE TOAST YOUR GHOSTS! I'M LEGOLAS!" Then he gave me a look.

"Alright, you just need practice, that's all. Go pick up the phone, I'll coach you through it." I smiled.

"Alright, fine..." He went over and picked up the phone, "Hello?" He paused. "DUDE IT'S TOAST! WHAT DO I SAY!?"

"IS HE CHECKING UP ON US? DID HE SEE THE NEWS ABOUT THE FIRE WE STARTED?!"

"Wait, what fire?" Toast asked from the phone.

"NOTHING!" Spooker and I shouted at once.

"Look, we just need you guys to get over here, now." There's a demon on the loose and we can't come back from the dead anymore." Toast said while Ghost kept asking about a fire in the background.

"Should we come by portal?" Spooker said, "Kitty's in the other room, and we stole a bus yesterday."

"Just hurry, and bring your own equipment." Toast said, ending the call.

We smiled at each other, "You get your cat, I'll get the gear!" I told him quickly, running into the other room. This was going to be awesome!

-- Mabel's POV-- 

Dipper and I were almost in town before Maxwell remembered he wanted to possess me.

Lucky me. (OBVIOUS SARCASM, BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE AUTHOR)

"Hurry Mabel! Maybe we won't get tased if we shout it before the cops notice we're here." Dipper yelled as we ran.

"I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying!" I said, tripping. Maxwell appeared and kept my face from hitting the ground. "Thanks, Maxwell..."

"Oh, don't thank me girly. Possession, remember?" Dipper spun around and tried to blast Maxwell with the memory gun. He teleported and I had to dodge a ray of light traveling faster than a speeding bullet. In other words, I fell on my face.

"Sorry, Mabel! We're almost there, though, hurry!" I stood back up and started following him again, keeping and eye out for Maxwell. Grunkle Ford drove by on a golf cart with Suess, Spencer, and Grunkle Stan.

"Hop on, kids!" Grunkle Stan yelled while Spencer reloaded a weird rifle that looked like it came out of a video game.

We both jumped in, squeezing into the already cramped cart. "Have you nerd'th seen the ghotht guyth? I have a feeling they're making a mithtake..."

"Where'd that feeling come from? Your gut?" Stan rolled his eyes

"... I AM A GOD, YOU MORTAL! YOU WIL BOW TO THE MIGHTY SPENTH!" Dipper and I pushed him off right before Ford started the cart. "OW! JERK!" 

"GO GO GO! MAXWELL WANTS TO POSSESS MABEL!" Dipper shouted to Grunkle Ford.

Suess paused to think, "wait what did happen to the Ghost guys?"

Suddenly a bus flew out of the trees and fell back into the forest. There was a lot of screaming despite it being the middle of the woods. "Found them," I said pointing to where the bus came from.

There was a swirling portal, identical to the one Ghost and Toast's partner made on the day they arrived.

--Billy's POV--

SUE ISN'T RESPAWNING AND HE'S NO LONGER GOT A PULSE!

When the sky went all funny, we went to check it out, but Freddio and Sally ran by and Freddio's tail whacked Sue in the face, which sent him into a tree and the tree grew a mouth and bit his head off! I thought it was fine at first, but he still hasn't respawned!

"MAMA! PAPA! SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH SUE!"

--Spooker's POV--

Kitty aimed wrong and we fell out of the sky! Colon hit his head on the roof of the bus and now he's not waking up! 

"COLON, BUDDY, SPEAK TO ME!" I shouted, shaking his body to try to snap him awake. Toast came in with Ghost to see what was wrong. They took Colon's pulse and it turns out he's dead... "Can't you come back from the dead, buddy? I've seen you do it, please, Colon!"

"The demon in charge here did something... We can't respawn anymore, Spooker. He must've done something to make it so that Colon couldn't either."

This can't be happening. Five seconds in and I've lost my beanie pal... 

"I'll avenge you, Colon." I promised to the corpse, "don't you worry."

--Bill's POV--

I've barely even started, and the place is already super chaotic... This year I will win.

No matter what the author tries.

Casualty count.

Sue Acachalla

Colon Ghostie