"Pine Tree?" Dipper stared up at the man, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Why would you call me that?" Dippers eyes widened as he noticed the man's fancy clothing. He was wearing a white button down shirt with a golden vest over it. He had black pants and shoes. The man wore a neatly tied bow tie and a top hat that seemed to float an inch above his golden curly locks. Dipper tried not to blush as this man was so godly hot. He was sure this man would have girls all over him.

"Well, it seems to fit you, don't ya think?" The man grinned. The young boy noticed the unusual color of his eyes. They were bright gold. And very pretty.

"I-I guess. Who are you?" Dipper's voice wavered. The golden godly man in front of him was weird. He had never seen anybody like this man before.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out!" Came the sing-song reply from the man. It was clear to Dipper he wanted to keep his identity a secret. That just made the boy frown and stare at him with curious brown eyes.

"Whatever you say." The boy shrugged, as he turned and started to walk away. Dipper didn't get very far before the he felt a warm and strong grip on his wrist. He was pulled closer to the tall man behind him. "W-what..?"

"Shh...stay quiet." The man whispered, a finger on his lips, telling the boy to shut up. Dipper was quiet and he listened carefully to the sounds of the woods. Birds chirping, the light buzzing of he bugs, and he could hear the soft breathing of the man behind him. Nothing that was out of the ordinary.

Dipper felt a warm hand grip his jaw and turn his head to face the stream. Standing not more than 5 feet away from them, was a deer, male by the big antlers on his head. The deer was staring straight into Dipper's eyes, and the boy was staring right back. The boy didn't move, frozen by the captivating creature in from of him.

The man moved however, he walked over to the deer. Dipper was about to warn the man that he was going to spoke the deer, but the animal didn't move. It simply let the golden man walk up to it. Dipper watched as the stranger snapped his fingers behind his back and pulled a carrot out of nowhere. He held it up to the deer, who took the food and ate it. When the animal was done eating it nodded it's head to the man and ran off.

Dipper stood there in complete shock. This man was strange. He had magic, and the deer seemed to understand him. "W-what? How..? Who are you?" That seemed to be the only thing that the boy could say.

The man walked back to Dipper and chuckled. "I told you. You'll find out who I am eventually, but for now, you should get back to the wall. I think your sister is worried about you."

Dipper frowned. This man knew that he had a sister? He was so confused. Who the hell was this man? "Yeah.." he nodded to the man, his thoughts racing.

The golden man ushered for Dipper to follow him. Within a matter of a few minutes, the boy found himself walking to same spot he had entered the forest earlier. He turned around to thank the man, but the mysterious stranger was nowhere to be seen. His eyes scanned the trees and shadows, but it seemed the man had vanished.

"Um...whoever you were, thanks." He muttered out, feeling weird that he was talking to somebody who wasn't even there. Dipper walked through he wall, and the sounds of the village could be heard instead of the forest. The kid took off running, he knew the route back to Grunkle Stan's tavern by heart.

He burst into the door of The Mystery Tavern and was greeted by and huge hug. "Dipper!" Mabel had rushed to him. The boy could hardly breathe with her holding him so tight. "M-mabel...c-can't breathe..." He wheezed out.

"Oops, sorry bro-bro." His twin giggled and let him go. "Grunkle Stan, Dipper's home." She called out to an old man who had walked into the room.

Stan looked at Dipper. "I can see that. Kid, we need to talk." He pulled the boy into his office behind the bar. "Where the hell did you go? I was so worried when the guards came back and told me you were missing. Not only that, but you disappear every day. After disrespecting the pastor at church in the morning, you disappear."

Dipper flinched, he was expecting this kind of reaction from Stan. He knew the old man loved him, so every time he went missing, Stan would be worried. "If I told you where I went...you wouldn't believe me."

"That's what you say every time I ask!" Stan yelled. "Why don't you just tell me, I might just believe you."

"You won't! Even Mabel doesn't believe me!" Dipper yelled back and ran out of the office and upstairs to his room. The boy flopped down on his bed and started to cry. He muffled his sobs into the pillow case. He just wished that church didn't exist and he didn't have to ever go again.

-Earlier that morning-

Dipper sat down on the cold wooden benches. "Another day in this stupid place," he muttered under his breath.

The only thing he like was the beautiful decorations of the church. It was a huge building with a golden dome above their heads. A stained glass window at the front was shaped like a triangle with one eye; it was the God they worshipped, Cipher. It was carefully and beautifully carved by the best craftsmen of the kingdom. The pews were wooden but spray painted gold. The pastors stand was pure gold. Cipher was well known for being Golden. They said he was shaped like a triangle.

Every morning the people would share their dreams while the pastor used his chosen "powers" from Cipher to interpret dreams and nightmares. He would claim that Cipher appeared in his dreams and would tell him how they needed to run the kingdom in order to be successful. Everyone worshipped the God of dreams and nightmares.

It was rumored Cipher was supposed to give people dreams or nightmares depending on their behavior that day. Dipper thought that was a bunch of phooey to keep the crimes low in the kingdom and to get little kids to be nice.

Dipper never had anything to share. Why? He didn't have dreams. At all. Every night it was the same. Blackness and then morning. No dreams, no nightmares, nothing. For that reason, he doubted Cipher even existed in the first place. What was weird was that he was the only person in whole kingdom who never had dreams. Everyone else dreamed. Even his own twin sister had dreams.

So Dipper totally ignored all of the talk about dreams and such. He zoned out, thinking about the forest and Wendy. When it was his turn he shook his head at the pastor.

"I don't have dreams and all of you know that. I don't know why you ask me everyday if I've suddenly had a dream." Dipper told him, rolling his eyes.

"Well, it's always worth asking. Cipher is our Lord and Savior, maybe you don't have dreams because you don't worship him, Dipper Pines."

"What if I don't care? What if he doesn't exist? What if all of you are insane and are wasting your time?" Dipper countered. He always won this battle, he always said things like this and that's why he wanted by the church leaders. They wanted to throw him in prison, but he always got away. Dipper smirked. "Go ahead, try to catch me!" he laughed and ran out the door, the guards hot on his tail.