Gravity Falls : Anything To Stay With You (Billdip)

9 : Afraid Of Death

Mabel's PoV

"Dipper? But, why would..." Stan seemed puzzled by my theory, yet seemed to fully understand what I was enquiring.
"When I asked him about Dipper, he went silent. Once he finally spoke, he stuttered. Stuttered."
They both knew what I was talking about.

"Even if it's not him, Bill owns something he won't even let his own recruits see. He either loves it to bits or is feeling extremely protective over it." I winced at my own words. As if Bill loved Dipper... My mind went silent. As if Dipper loved Bill...

"Well, at least we have an idea of what to threaten him with." Stan cheerfully said.
"If we get the chance..." Ford mumbled.
"Don't be so negative, Grunkle Ford!" I exclaimed, nudging him a little. "We might actually have a chance at beating Bill!"

Ford sighed, forcing a smile. "Always an optimist, aren't you?"
I giggled a little, hugging him to his surprise. "I forever will be..."

Dipper's PoV

"Ugh... Dipper?!" I heard Bill shout from the new kitchen that he'd made for us.
I exhaled, letting go of the breath I'd been holding from waiting for him to call me over again. I smelt the burning more than a few minutes ago. Now I understand why he always uses magic...

I walked through, greeted by a large cloud of smoke and the now extremely strong aroma of fire.
"How do you turn off the hob?!" Bill was panicking, twisting every knob and pushing every button. This, of course, only made the situation worse. Giant flames rose over the whole counter.

"Ack! Just use magic!" I shouted, pulling him away so he wouldn't burn himself.
With a snap of his fingers, the fire disappeared, and nothing was burnt.
"I don't understand why you are so obsessed with trying to learn to cook. You can just make some appear." I argued, waving my arms about.
"I thought I'd enjoy it! Maybe not... I'll get rid of this kitchen now. It's a waste of space."

Bill waved his hand, and my room was back to how it originally was. Well, our room, technically.
"Phew!" He wiped his forehead. "Not doing that again."
"You better not!" We both laughed, leaning on each other to hold ourselves up.

We finally stopped and went over to the bed.
"You wanna watch anything?" Bill asked me, making the remote appear in his hand.
"Put something random on in the background." I replied with a devilish grin.
"The background of wh-"

I didn't give him a chance to finish as I pulled him into a snog. I heard the static grow louder until I heard the mumbles of the people on the television. I ignored it, pushing him flat on his back on the bed. I heard him yelp slightly through the kiss, so I pulled away for a second to get my giggles out.

"What's so funny, huh?" He asked, fiddling with my curls.
"You." I smiled, pulling him back into our kiss.
Once we got tired out, we just cuddled up to each other, watching the telly.

Bill's PoV

We just sat, watching the TV. It was nice. Although, I couldn't help but feel that Dipper was on edge. He seemed like he really wanted to say something, but was too scared to. Instead of doing the right thing and asking him about it, I just decided to read his thoughts.

No, I can't... he probably won't let me. But shouldn't I still give it a go, at least? He might not like it... Then again, if he does, then it would be a dream come true...

"Oh, just tell me!" I blurted out, causing Dipper to jump and look at me with a frightened expression.
I winced with embarrassment. "S-Sorry... I couldn't help it... you looked worried about something." I twiddled with my fingers.

Dipper just looked down, stalling with an occasional 'uh'. I thought back to his words... 'he probably won't let me'. My mind clicked and I felt my heart break as I thought of it.
"You... do you want to go back there?"

He threw his head up, looking confused. "What? No. No, no, no..." He shook his head.
"Then what? You know you can tell me." I held his hands in mine, squeezing them a little.
He sighed. "I just... you've lived for thousands of years, and you'll likely live for thousands more..."

"Yeah...? What about it?" I got nervous, for no real reason.
"Well, I'm just a human, and humans only live for about a maximum of 100 years..."
Oh... I know where this is going...
"And, I want to... well, I-I mean, it would be nice if you could, well..."

I know exactly where this is going.

"Turn me into a demon, so I can be with you forever..."

I stared, not knowing how to respond. I knew he would say that, but it still came as a shock to me. He... was really serious about this.
"I knew you wouldn't like it..." Dipper let go of my hands and stood up quickly.
"I... I didn't say anything." I argued, standing up too.

"Well, will you then?" He glanced at me hopefully, tugging at his shirt. "I don't mean to be selfish or anything... I just want to stay with you for longer..." He began crying. I jogged round the bed to him, holding his shoulders.

"I-I'm... so a-afraid of d-dying... l-leaving you... growing o-old..." He swung his arms around me, sobbing into my chest. I couldn't help but read his thoughts, now...
I don't want to guilt-trip him... but I can't keep this from him. I don't want to die without him!

Dipper was just sharing his thoughts with me. He didn't mean to pressure me — he literally just wanted to be open... I'm such a bad boyfriend...
"Sh, sh. Don't cry. Listen. I... I'll do it. I'll turn you. Just... there are certain things you gotta do, ok?" I stroked his head, receiving a squeeze and a quiet 'thank you'.

I rested my head atop of his, thinking about all the necessary precautions I'd need to take beforehand. Thinking hard about it now, I'd love it if Dipper and I could be with each other, forever... and then he could survive in the Nightmare Realm with me! We could leave this crummy, old town in this stupid room and actually live together!

Everything I'd ever wanted...

We'd ever wanted...

Each other...

- End of Chapter 9 -

Ok. So I have decided to do something that I hate. There will no longer be schedules for chapters. They will be posted when I write them. If I'm not happy with the way I've written it after I've published it, I will delete it and/or rewrite it. I'm sorry if this annoys you as much as it does me.

This also means I will be posting other fanfics I've made, so (and I know this sounds like a cringy YouTuber, but) be sure to check those out. A little heads up too — a lot of my stories have either gay or Billdip in them, so yeah.

Sorry again.