((So, this is super dooper late. Why? I just got another pup. I have a chihuahua named Piglet, and now I have a Pomeranian puppy named Winnie. So, bear with me if things get slow.))
Dipper held in his questionings, and did his best to cover his right eye. Just here to make sure his great uncle didn't have the same problem. "Uh, Grunkle Stan?"
Not only did his great uncle turn around, but so did the other man. "Dipper? Why're you up so late? It's three in the morning! Go back to bed!"
Dipper looked up to see that Stan had the same problem as everyone else. His eye had the same blue and everything. "Grunkle Stan... I... I think I can help."
Stanford turned to him. "Uh... Dipper, right? You know about Cipher?"
Dipper nodded his head. I think I know a bit more about Bill than I should. "I've had my run-ins with him..."
"Then, tell us everything you know."
Dipper's heart raced. I can't just say things like 'he's a great cuddler'! I don't know that much! But... I'm not going to betray him... maybe this is a good thing... "I don't know that much, though. I'm sorry for bothering you guys."
Stanley waved him off. "Yeah, it's fine kid. Just go get some sleep."
Dipper smiled internally as he walked back to his room, screaming into his pillow. He hated lying to family. Hated it. But there was no way he was going back to sleep now. Oh, no, he was way too confused for that. Luckily for him, the world started to turn black and white, everything else slowing down. He could ask Bill all about this drama.
Bill appeared in front of him, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hey, Pine Tree."
"What did you do?" Dipper asked, running his hands down his face. "Please don't tell me you're the one behind this."
Bill just blinked at him.
"Why are you just sitting there?!"
"Well, you told me not to tell you. So I'm not."
Dipper shoved him off the bed, earning a round of laughter from Bill. "Be serious."
Bill rolled his eyes. "Fine. I did it to protect those on my wheel. Okay? I need you alive for a reason. That's why that day was all a dream. You needed a shared dream so I could do that."
"But why?"
Bill climbed up back on the bed, grabbing Dipper by the chin. "Because I have plans, kiddo. And I need you for them." He leaned in and kissed Dipper lightly, earning a small smirk from the other. "Okay?"
Dipper sighed. "Fine, fine, I believe you. But don't expect me to act friendly around you when Grunkle Stan or that guy shows up."
"You got it, Pine Tree," Bill replied, wrapping his arms around Dipper's waist. "For now, though, I think you should be friendly."
Dipper laughed. "Yeah, okay, friendly it is," he said, leaning down and kissing Bill. "Friendly for now."
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