A collection of Billdip

Magic

Humanity was fascinating. Bill hated to admit it but it was. All those unimportant and extremely limited time little things made his thousands of years get interesting. But Bill had always watched them from far away. The most he sent a messenger but he never met and talked with a human in the flesh. That however changed.

He was small, on his teen years and Bill found him extraordinary. Brunette, stylish and with an adorable birthmark he insisted on hiding. After Bill met Dipper Pines he was determined to forget his no encounters vow and go for it. And so he did.

Bill saw Dipper returning home one day. He had just gotten out of the subway and was walking out of the station. It was time. Bill turned himself to the human form he had been working on for days and showed just a bit ahead of where Dipper was. He breathed in deeply. He had seen humans do this for decades. He was going to nail it.

"You there, guy!" Bill screamed as Dipper passed.

The first time the boy really turned and looked in Bill's face was as if the demon had learned a whole new feeling he had never witnessed before. In no one. Truly no one could possibly feel that way right now. There was just something about this guy.

Dipper smiled and walked closer to Bill.

"Want to see a magic trick?" Bill asked trying hard not to stutter.

"I don't see why not." Dipper answered calmly.

Bill then put his palm opened in front of Dipper and looked at the boy who was focused on his hand. Bill made a flower start growing from his hand. First it was just a little green thing, until it blossomed into a beautiful yellow rose.

Dipper looked up at him fascinated.

"How did you do that?" He asked incredulous.

"Isn't it a human saying that a magician never revels his secrets?" Bill said opening a smile. "The name's Bill Cipher."

"Dipper Pines. Well, it was a pleasure to meet you Bill. Oh here." Dipper said putting his hand on his bag and drawing out a ten-dollar bill.

Crap. Bill had forgotten about that. He made a top hat appear on the floor with a couple of crumpled notes on it. Dipper looked at it weirdly surely not remembering seeing that there before, but in the bill anyway and starting to leave.

"Wait!" Bill said as the boy was ready to leave.
Dipper turned back an looked at the strange and attractive magician.

Bill was cursing himself at the highest level. He hadn't thought of what to do next. So he would just improvise on the million of years he had of seeing this.

"Will you give me your number?" Bill said think he might faint. He didn't even know if that was possible.

Dipper turned with a suspicious smile. He looked contemplative. He then put his hand inside the bag once again and brought out a Sharpie. Dipper then moved back closer to Bill grabbed his arm and wrote down digits that made a phone number.

"So you can show me more magic tricks some other time." Dipper said as he finished writing the number and going away.

Dipper got into the fancy "ballroom". It was a huge room with a tall ceiling and large doors. It was clubhouse but it was extremely fancy and always had chique events. Tonight it was a masquerade ball with black tie.

"Mable we shouldn't have come. Dipper said turning to his sister stressed.

"Dipper I wasn't going to lose my hot date and I think it would be bad for you to lose yours too." Mable said turning to Dipper and pulling him inside the room.