You're Mine: A Monster Falls Fanfic

ChApTeR fIvE

Dipper's POV

"Dipper?"

My ears flicked up slightly. Everything was pitch black. Was I dead?

"Dipper, how long are you going to sleep?" I recognized the voice. It was Bill's. So I wasn't dead?

I opened my eyes and looked around the bright room. I squinted, and looked towards Bill, who was hovering over me.

"Finally you're awake. I was beginning to think you had died." I could hear the sarcasm in his voice.

I raised my head and looked around. We were in his cabin. How had I gotten here?

"I brought you here after your little escape attempt went awry."

I tilted my head slightly. Confused I looked at him for an answer. Oh no. He thought I'd tried to escape. Had he hurt Mabel or Stan?!

"Bill I wasn't trying to escape! I was trying to come back here, honest!"

"Sure Pinetree," he mocked his eyes growing red.

"I swear! I wasn't trying to run! On my way here I got caught in the snow and I guess I just collapsed."

His eyes turned back to their usual strange state, and his gaze softened.

"Did you say snow? Is that what the marvelous substance is falling from the sky?!"

"Uhmm I guess," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"It's absolutely fantastic! I've never seen anything like it before!"

"You mean you've never seen snow before?" I asked shocked. I mean even a dream demon had to have seen snow before.

"No, I haven't," he stated cruelly, "there is not such thing as snow in the nightmare realm."

"The nightmare realm? Isn't that where you're from?"

"Not originally. I came from a 2D realm. Flat minds in a flat world with flat dreams. I liberated my dimension, and now I rule over the nightmare realm."

"But if you rule over that world then why come here?" I asked curious to know more about my keeper.

"That's for me to know and you to well... never find out." He chuckled deeply.

I shivered and looked toward the dying fire. Bill noticed this, and motioned for me to follow him. Standing I picked up the blanket, and followed Bill.

He lead me to the kitchen where two cups of hot cocoa were waiting patiently. I took the hand of the cup, and raised it to my nose. The sweet aroma smelled wonderful.

Opening my mouth I took a large sip of the hot drink. It burned my tongue, and while I swallowed half, the other ended up all over Bill's face.

Oh no. Oh no no no. Shit.

Bill's eyes grew red quicker than you could say 'triangle'. He slammed his cup onto the table which shattered into a million tiny splinters, a few falling to the floor and others scattering across the table top.