Will Cipher x Dipper Pines One-Shots Collection [Requests Allowed]

Cannibal! Will AU

"This is patient 357. You must proceed with caution. Cannibals don't usually like to pass up their one chance at a meal." Dipper gulped and stepped through the door into the dark room. Blinding, white lights turned on, and Dipper could clearly see the chair sitting in the middle of the room. It was empty. He looked around. No sign of the cannibal. He took another step forward. He looked up at the ceiling. Nothing could possibly be up there. There was nothing to climb into or anything. He looked back towards the chair and was surprised to see an albino sitting there, shielding his eyes and cowering. Dipper stepped back, never taking his eyes off of the albino. "Dim the lights!," he shouted to the people outside of the room.

  It was dark enough for the albino to stand now. He looked up at Dipper and slowly got into a normal sitting position. Dipper jumped at any sudden move he made. The albino glared each time he did. Dipper shuffled his feet and nervously glanced around the room, letting his guard down for just a moment. "Umm... So... Can you talk? Well, can you speak English?" The albino glared again. "Just because I have different ways of life doesn't make me something other than a human being. Yes, I can speak," he spat, "And my name is Will." Dipper jumped then rubbed his arm. "Sorry, Will. I guess society just raised me to be rude." Will's gaze softened for a moment. He looked to the side and sighed. "Society is made up of lies. They manipulate you into believing things that aren't true, saying that it keeps you safe. If anything, it just puts you in even more danger." Dipper nodded in agreement. He's been tricked by society before. Never again.

    The observers were shocked by the behavior the cannibal was displaying. They immediately saw it as a trick and got ready to shock the patient. Dipper slowly inched closer to Will. Will started to notice this but didn't show that he did. He didn't want anyone to think that's he was luring in another victim. Oh, no. This person was very different.

   Come on. Just a few inches closer and... Bam! Gotcha! Will pulled Dipper down by the waist and set him in his lap. Dipper seemed to struggle before calming down. The observers were just outside the door, almost breaking down the door already. Will waited a few seconds to make sure they weren't going to barge in without a warning before starting to pet Dipper's hair. Dipper felt awkward but soon got over it. Will rested his chin on Dipper's shoulder and hugged his waist. Dipper rested a hand on the two of Will's that were laying in his stomach, the other one rubbing Will's knee. The observers were somewhat shocked and angry. Maybe even a little bit confused. They began to think of Dipper the same way they thought of the cannibalistic albino. It was unnatural to them. They didn't understand that these two were equals, no matter their lifestyles or the ways they looked. All they ever thought was that this person was a monster, and anyone who ever loved him was one too. They decided that the volunteer for their experiment would never leave that room for as long as he lived. That would never seem to bother the two, probably because they were happy together, in the same room, sharing the same moments together.

   They would die in that room, but they would also die happy and content.

I honestly did not expect myself to write that, but, hey, I have a thing for people with mental disorders. I believe they should be treated equally. Even if they're cannibals.