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Whiskers and whiskey

( summary: when Neko! Dipper and Bill get into pacifica's wine cabinet things get a bit messy)

Dipper was never one for the idea of messing around without Pacifica or Mabel around. When they left the house he would always patiently wait or lounge around. That is, until they got him. As soon as Bill had entered the picture things started to go crazy. Dipper stressed himself out trying to keep the golden tabby from throwing things or climbing things he shouldn't be. Today was no picnic either.
"Alright boys! Paz and i will be back in a couple hours! Be good!" Mabel called earning an affirmative nod from Dipper and a bored flick of the tail from Bill. Satisfied they wouldn't destroy anything while she was gone she proceeded to drag Pacifica out of the house, closing and locking the door after her. Bill's ears perked up at the tell tale sound of the lock clicking into place and he immediately made his way to the kitchen. Dipper turned his head and followed after him. "Bill!" He hissed, "dont mess anything up! You'll get us in trouble!" The tabby only smirked, "you worry too much Pine Tree. It'll be fine." He hummed, jumping onto the counter and keeping his balance. His eye focused on the wine cabinet atop the counter, his tail flicking. He reached for the cabinet and opened it, pulling out a bottle of red whine and jumping off the counter. Dipper squeaked and prepared to catch him but was met with the mischievous yellow eye of his companion. "Aw Dip you do care~" the taller purred. "Sh-shut up! And put that back where you found it!" The tabby tilted his head as if thinking and chuckled "hm... Nah!" He sprinted back into the living room, Dipper on his trail.
Once he situated himself on his favorite spot he worked his claws into the cork and popped it off the bottle, tentatively he licked the top of the bottle and cringed slightly at the taste before putting the bottle to his lips and drinking. Meanwhile, Dipper onto sat on the floor and watched, he has seen his owners share a glass of those dark liquids before, but never had one himself. Bill licked his lips and handed the bottle to Dipper. "Do you want some?" He hummed, Dipper looked down at the bottle his tail twitched with nervousness as he took it and pressed it to his lips.
It tasted odd at first, but he got used to it and took another sip before handing it back to Bill who downed more. Halfway through the night Bill was absolutely buzzed. He purred and stretched against the spotted Siberian, nuzzling into his chest. "Im starting to think this was a bad idea." Dipper hissed, finding himself curling against the older. Bill only mewled and pressed soft kissed against his ear. Dipper's frustrated grumbles turned to soft purrs as he relaxed almost instantly.
When the girls came home the first thing they noticed was an empty liquor bottle. The second, was the sight of two sleeping males with intertwined tails and happy smiling faces and thats when they decided they'd yell at them tomorrow