Bill's POV:
Today's the day! After four long years I can finally come back. Now all I need is to design a meatsack. Hmm... How should I look? Hot of course, but what is the human standards of hotness? Eh, how should I know, I'm a triangle. Let's see, how about I look in that special person's brain for their opinion on hotness. They won't know I'm there of course but they will see their "dream guy" so to say. This should be interesting, but this could count as my thank you. Yeah, seeing their dream guy should be amazing for them. What if their a guy and their straight? Then I'll just see what hotness is like in their perspective. Good a plan and a back up plan, perfect.
Time to get a body. I start to feel for their aura, I can track people by their aura, and locate them. I make a replica of the Gravity Falls forest and go to where I feel them. I see a teenager under a pine tree, and walk up to them to get a better look. He is fairly good looking and skinny, but he has a small bit of muscle. He has brown, slightly curly hair and freckles so faint you can't see them unless you are nose to nose or he blushes (we were not nose to nose, demons have enhanced senses). Upon further inspection I see something surprising. He has a birthmark of the Ursa Major constellation (the big dipper), something no on else but a certain twelve year old has. But my, my has he grown up. I decide that this will definitely be interesting. I raise my stringy arm and put my index finger on Ursa Major. Well, my arm won't be stringy for long.
Dipper's POV:
I found my favorite spot and sat down. I was sitting under a pine tree, and yes, the irony was not lost on me. I tried to get the thing that was always on my mind out of it. That would be Bill Cipher. I didn't think it would work, I mean it hasn't for four years so why would it now? I was pleasantly proven wrong as a spot on my forehead grew slightly cold. I saw pictures of a... really handsome guy go threw my train of thought. He was definitely hot and I admit that with no shame. No one will ever know I'm gay because I don't talk so I can't ever slip up. I decided to head home early because of my triumph of finally getting that demon out of my head.
When I arrived home, Mable tackle-hugged me. She screeched "OMG Dippy, your back early! Why are you back so early?" I chuckled and gently pushed her off of me so I could sign to her, "I'm happy because I finally stopped thinking about it." She knew what I meant by "it" and was even happier, if that was remotely possible. She said "Wow! That's great Dip n' Dots!" and added seriously, "You know you can talk to me about anything, right Dipper." I knew she meant it when she didn't use her creative nicknames for me. I thought about it and signed, "Maybe soon Mable, but not at this moment." She was definitely disappointed, but happy because I said maybe instead of my usual "I don't think I will ever be able to talk about it". She smiled somewhat sadly and said a simple "okay," then she went back to what she was doing before I came home.
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Wow, Dippy's making progress. But is he really? Will he get the hot guy stuck in his head right after Bill got out? Let's see in the next chapter!
Peace and Love, Author-Chan Faye
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How Silent Love Can Be
FanfictionDISCONTINUED Dipper has changed over the years. Not for the better. No one knows why. He likes to spend most of his days in the forest, alone. Bill thought he was dead. He wakes up and finds himself, thankfully, not-dead. He decides to pay his fav...
