I'm In Love with a demon (Demon Reader x rev Dipper) *BOOK 1*

Poor kitty

This is just a funny short so just ignore it if you want :P

RD's point of view:

I was awaken from whimpers coming from the room next to us. I look at my alarm clock, 4:00 a.m? Are you kidding me?!

I hear giggling next to me, I turn the lamp next to me and look to see (y/n) trying to hold her laughter in while holding something behind her back.

"Did you hear that?" I ask her.

She calms down and nods. "You heard whimpers too?"

I nod, I lay down and turn the light off, "it's probably nothing...let's go back to back to bed-"

"AHHHH!!!"

(Y/n) was the first to jump out the bed and out the door with me close behind, once we were there we see Will knocking and banging on the door with a worried look on his face.

I gently push him away. "WHAT GOING ON IN THERE, PUNS?!"

"N-nothing! I-I-I'm f-fine!!! J-just d-d-don't-A-A-AHHHHH!!!"

Then there were crashing noises, I told Will and (y/n) to stand aside as I try to shoulder the door down, it didn't really work so I kicked the door down.

It immediately came down and we walked in to see a....weird sight.

Puns was panting like crazy with her tongue out and her buttoned shirt was unbuttoned showing her blue bra, her face had drops of sweat along with her red face, she was laying across the bed.

I look around to see the window open and the balcony door open....

What is this?

"Puns? Are you okay?" (Y/n) asks questionably as she pets her head, she immediately shakes her head. "I-I-I...n-never f-felt anything l-like th-this!!" She wailed.

..................I know who to call.

*Timeskip*

"Why is the reason you called me in 4:30 IN THE FUDGING MORNING!!!-....woah what's wrong with your face?

.......And yes I called Wirt....

"We need need your help." (Y/n) said in a worried voice.

"Forget this I'm out." He said as he left slamming the door behind him.

"It's Puns." I grunted enough for him to hear, I rolled my eyes as he rushed back in and act like nothing happened.

"Now we're talkin." He chuckled and charged upstairs, me and (y/n) look at eachother and shrugged, I held out my hand and she took it as we went upstairs.

Wirts point of view:

I check her temperature trying to avoid her chest... I may be on to something but I have to make sure before we jump into any conclusions.

"Okay Puns, does it hurt when I do this?" I ask as I put my hand on her stomach, she shakes her head.

I move my hand up a little. "Here?" She shakes her head, I move it up to the point where I was touching her breasts, she blushes and shakes her head again. "N-no.... I-It's...... it's j-just s-sensitive..." She whimpers.

Holy mother of moo moo she's in heat!

"GET OFF HER, PERVERT!" (Y/n) yells as she moved my hand, instead, I pick Puns up and throw her over my shoulder and ran out. "WIRT!!!"

"I'M HELPING HER PROBLEM! YOU'LL THANK ME LATER!!!!"

You guessed it...I have writers block -_-