Hold On To Me (WillDip)

Chapter 42: Wedding Planning

"No, Mabel, I am not wearing a dress!" Will grumbled, sitting at the dining room table now covered in pictures and ideas Mabel had collected while he drank a glass of wine.

Yes, wine, he had been allowed it by his Master, and was quite enjoying it, thank you very much.

Bill smirked, sipping contentedly at his lemonade, he had had enough Time Punch (Demon alcohol) in his years to last a lifetime.

"But you always did look so good in one" he said, giving his twin a bat of his eyes. "I told you never to bring that up again! That was 550 years ago you prat!" Will spat, ready to throw the damn glass at him. Bill giggled evilly and poked his cheek. "So cute," he said. Will calmly set his glass down and then leapt at his brother with war cry. Tickling him in all the ticklish places he could find as the yellowed-haired demon shrieked from underneath him.

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Bill sat back down at the table, grumbling as he re-adjusted his shirt which had twisted around as Will had 'attacked' him, his twin smirked and took a sip of his wine "Enough with the sexual comments brother, I'm getting married and I'm sure Mason doesn't appreciate you flirting with me, even for fun"

"I wasn't!" Bill grumbled, cheeks tinged pink and Will chuckled.

Sure, brother, suuuureeee.

Taco nudged Will's ankle, meowing up at him as he weaved around his legs, his white fur was in desperate need of a good clean again. Will chuckled and picked him up, rubbing his ears. "I bet you're hungry, huh? You fat bastard" he cooed. Taco purred happily in his arms as he went to go feed him. Mabel smiled and leaned over to kiss Bill's cheek as he frowned.

The yellow-haired demon melted and blushed a beet red as he hid his face "I can never tell what mood you're in, I guess today is timid" she said,

"No, I'm a dominant person, but you, you always make me feel like a submissive type..." Bill said quietly.

"That's why everyone wants me," Mabel said, putting a picture of a cake idea over to Will's side for him to judge later.

"But you're mine," Bill said.

Mabel smiled. "Exactly."

Mason rolled his eyes at the two.

"No one's ever made me feel submissive before, its odd" he said, picking up the glass of wine Will had left and sniffing it.

"I'm sick of being the innocent one. Trust me. I think it's your turn to be the shy one."

Bill snorted and set the glass back down pushing a suit design to his side that he liked, "You? Innocent? Pfft~ you killed a human because he touched you, that's not innocent"

Mabel frowned. "Actually that was before, but it doesn't matter anymore, he was sick and got what he deserved."

Bill stood up and kissed her cheek as he grabbed another suit design for himself "I'm sure he's screaming in the fiery pits of Hell as we speak. I swear this entire family only changed because of Will, you should be proud, look how far you've come"

Mabel sat down and pulled him into her lap, running her hands through his hair with a smile "I know it's a cliche, but if someone had told past me about all this, I wouldn't of believed them for a moment"

Bill closed his eyes and purred softly at the affection, Mabel smiled "Even human you still purr?" she asked, kissing his temple softly.

"It's hard getting the Flatlander out. Trust me, I know," Bill answered.

Mabel picked up a flower picture, offering it to Bill for examination. Bill poked it and surveyed the flowers printed upon the paper.

"I thought purring was a Demon thing" she asked.

Bill took it and smiled, putting it in the 'maybe' pile. "No, it's a Flatlander thing" he answered,

"Thank god I'm not Mason, because I can pet you longer"

Bill curled up in her lap. "I don't understand."

"Mason can only pet Will, for like a minute, but I can pet you however long I want, because I know you're not a wet blanket."

Bill snorted "Will's not a Flatlander anymore. Mason can pet him however long he wants. Flatlanders had a delayed pleasure sense, so you could touch someone and not turn them on. Our kind needed to feel our way around as we were 2Dimensional beings and there was no light," Bill explained.

Mabel smiled "Wow, that is weird," she said.

Mason stood up from his chair and went to go check on Will.

Will, had just finished feeding Taco and was opening the fridge for a snack. The ex-demon shoved a soft-wrapped taco into his mouth as he grabbed a can of soda from the side door. Mason smirked from the doorway. "Hungry much?"

Will jumped a mile and closed the door, turning to him and looking very much like a deer caught in the headlights "fkoofdvmhh?"

Mason snorted "Yes, this is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, perfect" he said. Will took a bite of his chosen food and smiled "Aww, aren't you just sugary sweet, my darling" he replied in his best southern accent he could muster. Mason snorted "Better, have you been practicing it?"

Will looked down "No"

"Liar"

Taco meowed, ignoring his biscuits in favor of whatever Will was eating. Mason smirked. "Give Taco a taco, that'll confuse the hell out of Ford."

Will choked on the mouthful he was chewing and laughed. Mason chortled "No, really, if Ford was here, he'd start writing it down, trying to find the equation for 'how Is this possible?'" he said, mimicking his Great Uncle as best he could.

Will coughed and Mason had to pat him on the back as his husband choked "Please don't die, at least wait until your sixty" he said.

Will smiled through watery eyes "Sorry"

"You're adorable" Mason said, kissing his cheek.

Will blushed and gave Taco the rest of his taco "Here you go you spoilt thing" he muttered. Taco ate some of it before he dragged it to Ford's study to show him the rest.

Ford smiled as he felt the kit rub up against his leg, purring softly. The man reached down and picked him up, grimacing at the half-eaten taco on the floor. Ford grabbed it and set it down on the desk.

"Taco eating a taco, how strange, oooo, I wonder what the plausibility of that is!" he said, rubbing Taco's ears as the cat ate the rest of his meal happily.

After the cat had eaten and was licking himself clean, Ford decided to draw him out of boredom, trying to get the lines just right as he stuck out his tongue in concentration. Taco sniffed it once he was done, and the man chuckled "It's you."

Taco meowed and Ford smiled "You like it? Thank you" he said, happily babbling away to the furry creature as Mason and Will snuck up behind him with Mason's phone, recording it without his knowledge and smothering their laughter. Will let out a snort and Ford whirled around "H-Hey! Why are you watching me!? Don't sneak up on me like that!" he cried, but the two ran from the study before he could stop them.

Ford grumbled, "Damn kids" he muttered, Taco meowed in agreement.