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”Sorry I couldn’t steal your heart. But at least I tried, right?”
The demon smiled as he walked around the boy, who was tied up with blue chains. The blonde lifted the brunet’s head by his chin. He grinned wide and leaned forward, planting his lips on the brunet’s. That’s when everything turned black.
Dipper shot up, suddenly awake, sweaty, flustered and panting from the dream that had haunted him for months. He sat back, resting on his one elbow, and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. It had been a while since Bill left. The yellow demon dorito… Actually, when Dipper thought about it, it had been seven years.
The birds outside were singing in the dawn of the summer sun. The warmth from the open window felt nice against Dipper’s hot skin, as the light came through the curtains and made a pattern on Dipper’s bed. He sighed and fell back into the bed, relaxing completely as he began thinking. He knew the man in the dream was Bill, no doubt. There was so many facial features that he somehow recognized. But…it was a human. A human body, at least. It didn’t feel right. Dipper sat up and shook it off of him. He didn’t need to think about Bill all of a sudden. The brunet got up from his bed and pulled on a t-shirt. He slowly dragged his tired self, down the stairs and smiled to Mabel, who was making pancakes. Stan, who was sitting with his coffee, looked up a second and grunted a “hi.”
“So? How have my favorite twin slept?” Mabel grinned to Dipper as he sat down.
“Fine…But I need to talk to you. I had a weird dream.”
“Oh, do tell, bro-bro!” Mabel beamed. He rarely told her anything anymore, but they were still close as can be. Just less often.
“…Not here.” Dipper said, as he glanced at Stan, who just grunted something and took another sip of his coffee. Mabel just nodded.
“Okay…You see, I’ve been having a weird dream lately. About Bill.” Dipper sighed. The twins were sitting in their pajamas’ on the roof in the warm morning sun. Mabel was listening carefully to Dipper, and widened her eyes when he mentioned Bill. Dipper continued and swung his legs over the edge of the roof.
“It’s weird. He’s…like, y’know, a human in the dream.” Mabel leant closer to Dipper with a surprised gasp.
“Maybe he is trying to contact you to say sorry!”
“I don’t think so. You know Bill. He is not like that.”
Mabel frowned and crossed her arms. “Well, you never know. Don’t be so suspicious, bro-bro.” Dipper rolled his eyes.
“Right. It’s my dreams, I know what I see.” He didn’t tell Mabel about the kiss. That would be weird…right?