Chapter Twelve ➳

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It was about eight in the morning when Bill woke up, only somewhat well rested. He spent almost half an hour forcing Dipper to sleep on the floor, far away from him. But it was time to wake up and face what he had brought into reality. Bill sat up, yawning, and looked over at the floor where the brunette was supposed to be. Thankfully, he was still on the wooden boards. But he wasn't sleeping.

Dipper had his shirt lifted up and he was examining his stomach in amazement and confusion. He continuously poked the skin, eyebrows furrowed like he couldn't process why he had a stomach.

"What are you doing?" Bill asked, slightly amused since Dipper seemed so young and mindless at the moment.

The teen snapped his head in Bill's direction, eyes wide. His face lightly turned red before he yanked his shirt down. "Nothing," he answered quickly, averting his gaze.

Bill was pretty shocked to see Dipper get so easily embarrassed. Wasn't he supposed to be an all powerful demon and not a blushy teen? "What's so interesting about your stomach?"

Dipper turned back to Bill, his face regaining its stone cold appearance. "I didn't have one before, remember?" he growled.

The blonde dropped his gaze. "Oh, right." There was a long awkward silence before he spoke again. "Does it feel weird to have one?"

The brunette blinked a couple times as if he were registering the question. "Yes."

"What about being human?" he continued to ask questions.

Dipper's eyes sparked with momentary anger. "It's strange as well."

Bill slid off his bed, dropping onto the floor and Dipper looked the other boy up and down questioningly. "How does it feel to be magic-less or whatever?"

Dipper narrowed his gaze. "It's annoying," he muttered. "But, it's necessary."

The blonde didn't bother asking Dipper about his intentions so he just nodded and stood up and went to Will's bed. "Hey," Bill whispered, "time to wake up."

Will stirred and stretched out his skinny arms. "Already?"

Bill nodded and handed Will a glass of water and the pills silently.

The shy twin took them after a moment of glaring at them and swallowed the pills. "So, are y-you going to t-tell me about th-this Dipper guy?" he asked immediately and looked around Bill to catch sight of the boy.

Bill silently cursed Will. "There's nothing to tell," he growled.

Will shot a glare at Dipper. "Y-you said we're going t-to the p-park today. Is h-he coming too, o-or something?"

Crap, Bill thought. He had completely forgotten. "Um... Yes we're going and-"

"Of course I'm coming," Dipper said, smiling.

Both Will and Bill sighed heavily.

"Ok," Will pouted, getting out of bed.

"Do not screw this up," Bill spat quietly to Dipper.

Dipper chuckled and responded, "Now, why would I do that?"

Bill shot Dipper a warning glare and turned to Will. "Hurry up, we need to get out before Grunkle Stan forces us to clean the gift shop or shoplift sugar cubes or something."

Will chuckled, slipping on his shoes and racing out after the other two boys.

"Are you going to ask Will about his secret?" Dipper asked sneakily, obviously digging for some conflict.

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