*disclaimer, none of the events in this chapter happen in the actual story and will not be mentioned in said story.*
Dipper's POV:
We were just peacefully watching Ducktective's Christmas special, I was leaning my head on Bill's chest while he was tucked into the couch corner. We didn't know until it was too late...
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While we were watching our show, we didn't know Mabel was hovering above us. She was there for only a quick second, and that's why we didn't see her, but she did what she needed to do. When she was finished I had the urge to check on her, so I turned my head to see a grinning Mabel. I immediately asked, "What are you smiling about?" but not in a rude way. She simply pointed upwards, which made me furrow my brows, but I looked up anyways.
Suspended above us, by what looked like tape, was mistletoe. I immediately blushed a cherry red, "Wanting to match the color scheme of the holiday, I see." was what Bill had said when he saw me. "N-No, theres j-just mistletoe above us." I said in an attempt to explain my red cheeks. "What does that mean?" Bill innocently (*dies of laughter*) asked. "W-Well when t-there is m-mistletoe above t-two people, it i-is tradition f-for the two to k-kiss." I explained to him, my aura turning a purple that was getting redder by the second.
Bill's face dusted a light shade of pink when I said that. "O-oh." was all he said after a minute or two. I could see Mabel had moved to behind Bill and she was mouthing 'KISS KISS KISS!!!'. Me and Bill were both frozen in place until I started leaning in, so slowly it looked like I wasn't moving at all. Bill is the only one who could possibly see the difference, for he started to lean in at the same pace. Our faces neared, we picked up the pace, I could feel when he exhaled.
Only a small bit of space remained.
Closer.
Our noses touched.
Closer.
Our lips brushed.
Closer.
We kissed.
Our lips connected, it was sweet and passionate. I reached my hands around his neck and he put his arms around my waist. We pressed closer, forgetting where we were. He licked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth the slightest bit to let him in. His tongue roamed my mouth, leaving nothing untouched by him, I swirled my tongue with his. This seemed to last forever, but was only a few minutes. When we pulled away, there was a string of saliva connecting us still.
During the kiss, Mabel had managed to get some photos for her scrapbook. I swear that right before we kissed I heard a whisper of 'scrapbookertunity'. I so desperately wanted to delete those photos, but then I thought of my present to Bill and decided there could be worse pictures. I buried my head into the crook of his neck, and just stayed there for a long time.
Bill's POV:
I knew what this tradition was before Pinetree explained it, but it was worth it to see his blushing face and his reddening aura. It was the best kiss we've ever shared, and I could feel the love flowing through it. I savored every second of it, like we'd never kiss again (I'm gonna love you, like I'm gonna lose you). I never wanted it to end, but stupid body needs air to continue.
Pinetree put his face in my neck and stayed there for awhile. It wasn't long after that I had heard snoring and knew he fell asleep. I lied down as softly as I could to keep from waking him, and made us a blanket and a pillow for me. I played with his hair and felt him rise and fall on my chest, until I too drifted away.
I woke up to see the tree had more presents than last night underneath it. I was shocked, I didn't think they were telling the truth. I mean, a chubby fellow dressed in red with a big beard and a love for cookies, coming down a narrow chimney to just give away presents that were made by tiny people and then fly away in a big sleigh driven by special deer? You must be joking or a real good story teller. But no, I knew he came.
Dipper and Mabel may have magic, but I was one of the Original Creators and I could tell if a being with magic has been somewhere and what they looked like. I could feel the happy magic and a red and white aura still lingered in the air that faintly smelled like peppermint. I could see that a man that looked as described by the Pines had been here, and I knew this was no phoney.
I know I never created a being like that, so I assume that the Red Jacket Man (Markimoo, anyone?) was my brother's creation. I must say, this was one of his best works. Even if the people didn't believe in this man, they still traded presents and had a happy vibe to them. Everyone's spirits seemed to pick up a little this time of year. It made me sad to think that this is all because of my brother, but he would never get the credit he deserves because of his magic and those two godforsaken Gleeful twins (both Gleeful twins).
I roused Pinetree to tell him the good news. "Pinetree~ Wake up, the Red Jacket Man broke into the shack and left us presents." (see how it sounds now, childhood destroyed.) "Bill, we learned a few years ago that Santa doesn't actually exist. It was just Ford and Stan." I was giddy to tell him, his childhood dreams will be restored! "Actually Angelum meum, he is real. I can sense his magic presence and see his leftover aura from when he was here. Comes with being an Original Creator!" I told him in a calm manner but my face said otherwise.
He looked at me and smiled from ear to ear. He jumped up off of me and rushed up the stairs, yelling at Mabel to get up. "MABEL, BILL SAID SANTA IS REAL AND HE LEFT US PRESENTS!!!" I heard Pinetree yell. Then before I knew it, the twins were back downstairs and the other twins were awake and present in the room. We then began to grab the presents addressed to us and open them.
The Pine's family all loved their gifts from me, and I liked what they got me. We all opened our presents from the Red Jacket Man, and were pleasantly surprised to find an item we moderately liked inside. There was one thing though, I never saw Pinetree's present to me. Pinetree then walked up to me and said, "Sorry Bill, you need to wait until tonight to get your present. It's at your cabin, and we need to spend most of Christmas here with my family." I was sad that I couldn't have it now, but I waited in anticipation for it to be night time.
*Time skip to tonight*
Dipper's POV:
It was finally time for Bill's present! I told Mabel where we were going and that we wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon. "Okay Bill, time for your present!" I chirped to him. He looked supper happy and excited, but not as much as me. I hugged him and felt the odd sensation of teleporting, I opened my eyes when it passed. "Okay Pinetree, where is my present?!" Bill asked.
"Right here." I said.
I walked up to Bill and kissed him passionately. He was taken by surprise, but quickly catched on and kissed back. I deepened the kiss while guiding him to the bedroom. I already had everything prepared, the door was open and the *too embarrassed to say what* was on top of the night stand. We had discarded our tops when I stumbled and fell backwards on the bed.
The kissing got more intense, Bill tugged and sucked on my tongue. It was amazing and I couldn't help but moan into the kiss. I could tell that turned Bill on, when I felt it on my thigh. We got rid of our pants and boxers. It was fast and slow, everything and nothing had passed by in the blink of an eye or the wait for a new update on (this story) a tv show. It was the best night of my life, I finally bonded with my love in the fullest way.
'I think Bill LOVED his present' I thought as I cuddled up with him, both of us trying to catch our breath.
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HAHA, YOU ACTUALLY THOUGHT!!!! NO, the description clearly states there will be no smut in this book. I have NOTHING against smut (less than nothing actually), but I don't think I can write that yet. Anyone is free to use Christmas Special Part 1 and 2 as a prompt or base for the smut scene. Just be sure to comment and tell me so that I can tell the readers where to go find it so they(and I) can go read it. Once more, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!
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FanficDISCONTINUED 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...
