Bill's "Ideas"

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Bill knew something Pinetree didn't. Well, he knew...lots of things. But this one thing in particular would happen to involve said Pinetree.

Dipper's POV

"No! I refuse!" I shouted, stomping away from Bill.

After that little apron incident in the kitchen, Bill seems to have gotten some perverted "ideas" in his head.

"C'mon. We can make a deal!" Bill said.

"NO!"

"Pretty please~? Pinetree~?" Bill asked, appearing in front of me.

The only issue with that was...

Well there were two issues. The deal he was trying to make and how perverted he was being.

Bill sat on his knees in front of me, leaning against my leg.

"Bill, no."

"Are you sure~?" Bill asked, putting his hand on my thigh. I blushed.

He moved his hand up a little bit.

"I'm sure, now get the hell away from me!" I yelled, escaping from his grasp and retreating to my room, my face beet red.

Only to find the subject of the deal laid out on my bed.

"Bill! Why are these in here?!" I screamed across the house.

Bill teleported once again. This time, he floated a little in front of me.

"Those? They're here for you, my love~!"

"I already said no. Nothing's going to change my mind."

"Fine fine, be that way," Bill pouted, but still snapped his fingers and teleported the offensive objects away.

"Let's just sleep, okay?"

"Okay, Pinetree!"

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"Did you do it, Shooting Star?"

"Yup! We're all set to go!"
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The next morning Dipper woke to find an absence of a certain perverted demon.

He was sleepy, but he still freaked out when he found what outfit he was in.

"BILL!" A shout could be heard throughout the neighborhood.

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"Looking fine~Pinetree~," Bill whistled at me.

My face heated up.

"WHY DID YOU CHANGE MY CLOTHES, PERVERT?!"

"Not me~It was Shooting Star! We made a bit of a deal, and it's time for me to fulfill my end..."

I calmed down a bit. "What was your end?"

"I suppose that can wait, since you can't take off that outfit until it is done!" Bill said cheerfully.

The damned maid's outfit.

I need to take this thing off. Now!

"Bill! Mabel! Augh!" I shouted, and stormed away.

Some invisible wall kept me in the room.

It was the fucking deal.

"Oh my Pinetree! Don't want to leave me yet~?"

"I just can't leave. Invisible wall."

"Oh. That."

"Looks like you're stuck with me~!" Bill said giddily.

He kneeled down in front of me, leaning his head on my stocking-covered legs.

My face must've been ready to explode.

"Ah~, if you're that annoyed I guess it's time to fulfill the deal."

Bill stood up suddenly, and backed me out of the room. He looked...intimidating.

I was...actually somewhat scared...?

He grabbed my hand and dragged me to my room.

"B-Bill?!"

Soon enough, I found myself under him, on my bed.

He leaned down and kissed me.

I was shocked at him, but I instinctually kissed back.

I heard a snap! from somewhere.

And one of Mabel's best comments in her mind...it embarrassed me to the point of no return.

"Remember to use protection!" Mabel had said, happily skipping out the door and closing it gently behind her.

Bill turned to me, an emotion I didn't know clouding his eyes.

"So Pinetree, wanna take her advice~?"
















Don't worry. I'm still innocent, and Bill didn't go any further than making out, since I didn't want to.

He's an amazingly annoying, adorable boyfriend.

Oh yeah...He still is making me wear the maid dress...Rest in pieces, life.

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