Stuck in a Vampire's Palace

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Vampire! Bill, this is gonna be fun~

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Dark clouds showered the ground with big drops of rain. 18 year old journalist, Dipper Pines, was soaking wet. While exploring the forest for more creatures to write about, this storm came without any warning. Dipper doesn't know where he is in the forest, considering it was night and the rain isn't making it any easier. As the young man made his way through the thick forest, he came upon a large palace.

'I wonder if they can let me stay...' Dipper thought.

As he came out of the forest, a shadow zoomed past him from the corner of his eyes.

"Huh?" Dipper looked around, but the rain prevented him to see clearly.

"Sleep~"

Dipper's world then went black, seeing a blur of gold before eyes went completely shut.

[Time skip]

Dipper woke up with a mild headache and slight nausea. He looked around at his surroundings. The room was huge, having a golden chandelier as the main light with some candles on the walls. The decor was a bit interesting. There were lots of triangles and pyramids, either glass or pure solid gold. The carpet was golden yellow with a triangle with an eye in the center. The bed Dipper had slept in was extremely soft to the touch with yellow bed-sheets and black pillows.

"Where am I?" Dipper asked to nobody in particular. "I should have listened to Mable..."

"Ah, you're finally awake~. I'm glad, really", a voice said.

Dipper sat up frantically, looking for the source of the voice.

"Up here, Pine Tree." Dipper looked up and a man appeared.

The man had a big grin on his face, showing two sharp fangs on the top row. There was a bit of a hungry look in his eye.

"W-who are you!?" The young journalist asked, going against the head of the bed.

"Name's Bill Cipher, and I'm guessing you're just a small pine tree that hasn't mature yet! Haha! I'm just kidding, I know who you are!" Bill said with enthusiasm. "Now what's a young man like you doing in the middle of the forest during a lightning storm?"

Just as Bill finished his question, a flash of lightning strikes down from the pouring sky. Dipper jumped at the loud noise, but quickly became calm again.

"Guess I'm stuck here then," said Dipper, sitting up on the right side of the bed.

"Pretty much!"

In less than a second, Bill was inches from Dipper's face, causing the journalist to jump back on the bed. Bill wasted no time to grab both of the young man's wrists and pin them above Dipper's head with one hand. The blond man sat on the other's waist, making Dipper's struggling futile.

"Wh-what are you doing!?" Dipper began to blush madly. Bill lowered his head to the crook of Dipper's neck, licking his lips.

"You smell delicious~. I can't wait anymore!"

Bill began to lick Dipper's neck, already finding his sweet spot. The more blood rise to the young man's face, the more hungry the other becomes.

"What-ah! Are you!?"

"Oh, Pine Tree... I thought the fangs would give it away~."

Dipper's eyes widen. Before he can say anything else, he felt a sharp pain on his neck. Bill began suck the blood right out of the wound he had created.

A few moments later, Dipper moaned from feeling lightheaded. Bill had stopped and pulled away, seeing how pale the human had become.

"Oops! Guess I went a little overboard! Right, Pine Tree?" Bill got no response. "Pine Tree?"

Dipper was deathly pale and his chest was barely moving. His eyes were opened, but just barely, as if he was about to give up.

"Pine Tree!? Pine Tree, you better stay with me!" Bill yelled. He released Dipper's wrists and carried him out of the room bridal-style, noting how heavy the body became.

'Shit, shit, shit! I went too far!' Bill yelled in his head.

The vampire had arrived in the main living room and set the almost dead male on the couch. Bill teleported to the kitchen to get a pint of blood from the fridge and to his room to get a tube with a needle.

'I really hope this works...'

[Time Skip]

Dipper woke up with a spitting headache. He looked around and noticed that he's in his and sister's bedroom.

"You're awake!"

Dipper's head pounded with pain from the loud voice. He forced himself to wake up fully. He turned to his left and saw his twin, Mable. She was a fashion designer.

"Mable? What happened?" Dipper asked.

"Our Great uncles and I have no idea! We stayed up because we were mad at you for staying away so late, but then there was a knock on the door. We opened it, thinking it was you, which was you. Great uncle Ford was about to yell until he noticed you on the porch unconscious. When he tried to check your pulse, it was extremely faint. You would've died from blood loss."

The memories from last night came flooding back to Dipper. Getting lost, the storm, the large palace, the fancy bedroom, Bill. The bite.

"Mable, give me a mirror." Dipper said firmly. Mable handed him a hand-held mirror.

Dipper inspected his neck, spotting to puncture holes on his sweet spot. His eyes showed fear and nervousness, along with Mable's.

"I'm getting uncle Ford!" Mable said as she left the room.

As Dipper looked at the bite, he felt something in his jeans pocket. He took it out. A note.

Dipper,

Terribly sorry for what I did last night. The blood lust was taking over and your blood was just so divine! I gave you enough blood so that you can stay alive. I'm sure you're upset and think that I'm the biggest jerk you've ever met, but just give me a chance! Tonight, go out and follow the eyes carved on the trees. Those can guide you to my palace. It's okay if you bail on me, I'm used to being alone. It's your choice.
I'm sorry.

~Bill Cipher

That night, Dipper sneaked out and followed the eyes.

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