The life of a pet | 3

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Dipper struggles to open his eyes. "Pine tree~" Bill's voice whispers out as he pokes Dipper's cheek. "Pine tree wake up!" His voice nags. Dipper finally gives in to his pestering master. "Whaaaaaaaat?" Dipper complains. "You have to come with me to the top deck!!" Bill cheers. Dipper groans and flops over in the barrel. Then Bill snacthes his Pine tree and bolts up the decks. Bill YEETS Dipper into his second barrel. Bill hums in pride and then goes to talk to his crew. 

Dipper sits in the barrel nicely. "And this is Pine Tree!" Bills voice cuts through the silence. Dipper rolls his eyes over to Bill. Bill stands with his crew of, like 12 to 20 people. "hello!" Dipper says happily. "My name is Dipper!" he continues. Bill walks over and lifts Dipper's head with his finger. Then he scratches Dipper's chin. Dipper purrs and Bill cracks a smile. One of the crew members gets the wrong idea, he goes to pet Dipper's head. Dipper gets sharp teeth and a blue tinted eyes. Dipper then bites the man's hand clean off. Bill's eyes go wide as the man screams. The rest of the crew backs up and helps the man. Dipper laps up the blood. Bill coos sweet nothings as Dipper regains his senses. Dipper really doesn't feel any pity. "Don't you feel bad?" "I've just gotten used to killing people" Dipper explains sadly. 

Bill nods, knowing Dipper does feel a bit bad. 

"Alrighty then Pine Tree!~"

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