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Dipper screamed shrilly when he saw another beast with... waist length red hair? "Wendy?"

"We'll talk about this later, Dipper," Wendy said, her fangs growing longer along with her nails. "Right now I need to kill this son of a bitch." She lunged at the creature, biting its throat, only to have her pushed off of it. The thing let out a monotone 'hum', but then growled. It glowed yellow, however not as bright as the sun, as if it absorbed the pain. The color cut short, revealing that it had healed itself.

Wendy's hair had grown down to her ankles by now, and brown fur covered her body. Dipper knew what she was now and why Bill had been so suspicious of her. Wendy glanced at Dipper. "Oh, quit staring. I'm a werewolf, I know, but it's not like I'm not still human as well," she said, her green eyes turning orange.

Wendy took another lunge at the being, digging her nails into its fur until she reached the skin, her nails like knives cutting into it like butter. It hissed in pain, then knocked Wendy down, sneering down on at her. "Nunc tibi sum inveni," it spoke, grin still intact, "scritis emortuo tamquam facio."

"What the hell-" Wendy questioned, but was interrupted by an immense paw covering her mouth.

"Puer mues oppidum mues est tuus est corpus meum. Nihil es in me. Tu es vilior. Quae quoniam non sunt passiones." It turned to the boy. "Et vos eritis mihi. Bill non possum me. An ego daemonium omnipotens, ei dissimiles. Quod si aliter cogitat, bene videamus eum adiuvet. O expectare, reliquit, quid non? Suus 'satis ignominiam. Putabam equidem manere."

"Tam male falleris," another voice spoke, and both Dipper and the creature turned heads to see Bill standing there in his human form, flames in hand. "Scis enim, ubi mihi non committitur stercore, vetus inimicissimus."

"Puer meus Bill. Villa mea est, et est de viribus tuis. Volo servare actionum deponito, diligentiamque adhibeto. Hic puer est et ineffabilis possessurus sim eam." It responded, its teeth seemingly sharper as it spoke.

Bill turned to the boy, smiling softly. "Hold on, this one's possessive." The demon, used his magic to fling the creature at a sturdy tree, repeating this until it was a bloody pulp and no longer alive. He laughed at the death of the bear-like creature, then turned to the boy again, grinning. "You should be happy that I'm always watching."

Dipper just smiled, grabbing the other's collar and kissing him, earning a happy giggle from the demon.

Bill stood up straight, looking down at the boy. He was glad that the boy wasn't hurt, but he was still mad that he had ran away. Wait - he was mad at Dipper. He had completely forgotten he was mad! "I can't believe you ran away like that after I told you not to! I can't protect everyone at all times! You should be happy Red over here has the guts to protect you! You should be happy she still has guts at all!"

Dipper frowned, crossing his arms. "Well, maybe I'd like more support on my decisions instead of everyone looking at me like I did something wrong!"

Bill took out a watch from his pocket. "I have places to be, kid. I'll see you around," he lied, trying to go away from the boy as he'd asked before.

Dipper's eyes watered, and he held back a sob. "Why do you hate me? I just wanted you to love me, and that's why I made the stinking deal in the first place! I wanted you to be around me so I wouldn't feel so alone!" He burst into tears, earning a frown from Bill.

Bill sighed. This tugging feeling was killing him, like he needed the kid to stop crying. It hurt - it hurt so bad to the point that pain wasn't hilarious. "I do love you, Pine Tree. Just... calm down, please," Bill said, scooping the boy into his arms. "I'll take you home, and we'll watch one of those movies you like, and then I'll lie with you until you fall asleep, and stay there until morning. How's that sound?"