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Title: Glitter

Alternate Universe: BillDip Husband AU / Twins Dipper and Mabel have become demons and now live with Bill Cipher and their adopted son, Toby, who became a demon the same way Dipper and Mabel did.

Pairing: Established BillDip

Rating: G+

Inspired By: Drabble Request: Toby, glitter, and happiness

Summary: Toby Pines learns the secret to happiness and sets out to make sure his family becomes as happy as possible! This might involve covering their prized possessions in glitter, but there's something to be said for dedication, right?

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"And just what are you doing, Stardust?" Freezing from where he had been trying to shuffle past the Mystery Shack cash register without being noticed, a young Toby Pines looked up hesitantly to see a grinning Bill Cipher. "You wouldn't be up to anything nefarious, would you?"

"That depends." Toby hugged his jars of glitter close, trying to keep them hidden under his hoodie. "What does nefarious mean?"

"That means you, my little Stardust, are up to no good." Walking out from behind the register, Bill leaned down and tapped Toby on the nose, the young boy unable to resist wrinkling it. There also might have been a laugh that slipped out. "What do you have hidden under that jacket of yours, hm?"

"Stuff. And things." Regretfully, he was still new enough with his magic that he couldn't do the things his dads were able to, like turn into shadows and teleport a hundred miles away in the blink of an eye. It would sure help now. "Secret stuff and things."

"Mhm. Should I be telling Pine Tree about your little foray into thievery?" Why did Bill have to use such big words? Toby may have been smart, but it wasn't like he understood everything. He was only ten, after all.

"Ye… Nn… I plead the fifth!" That always worked for his Grandpa Stan, right? It seemed to work for Toby well enough since Bill choked on a laugh, Toby quickly taking the opportunity to flee. "I'll pay it back don't worry!"

Right. That part of the mission was successful, but he still had a long way to go in order to be able to do what he needed to! Step two.

He needed to steal Dipper's hat.

Near two hours and multiple failed attempts and tries later, however, showed that it was far easier said than done. It seemed as if Dipper never took his hat off except for when he was showering - which was rare - or asleep - which was even rarer. Toby needed a way to get that hat.

Think, Pines. What was the best way to get Dipper to give up his hat for a short period of time- Oh. That would work. Taking his own hat off, Toby very carefully placed it under his bed, putting a spell on it to keep it from being found too quickly.

Heading down to the kitchen, Toby channeled as many sad memories and thoughts as possible, something he had a lot of practice in. "Da- Daddy?" Toby didn't get much further than that before Dipper was sweeping him into his arms and hugging him close.

"Toby? Hey, baby, what's wrong? Did you hurt yourself? Is it your magic?" Heh, this was too easy. The others would be harder, but Dipper had always been weak to him.

"I lost my hat." Toby felt a little bad, but the lying was for a good cause! "Do you think Papa will hate me?" Not that Bill ever would, but… Well, positive reinforcement never hurt.

"Oh, sweetie, of course not." Dipper brought Toby even closer, running a hand through his hair and oh. Oh, that felt nice. "We'll find it, okay? I'm sure it's around the Shack somewhere."

"Okay, Daddy." Toby sniffled, trying not to grin as he felt Dipper's own hat placed on top his head. It was even harder to not grin when he felt the burst of warm and affectionate magic that coated the hat and flowed into him.

"Here, why don't you wear mine until we can find yours. That sound good?" He hadn't even had to ask.

"Sounds great." Toby hugged Dipper close before kissing his cheek, snuggling in close. "Can I watch you make lunch?"

"I'll do you one better. You can be my taste tester." Okay, he could afford to spend a little time being a taste tester. He wouldn't want to hurt Dipper's feelings, after all!

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"Okay." Toby nodded to himself as he stared at his gathered items. He had a spare shirt from Soos he had taken out of the man's bag, a plaid shirt from Wendy that she had left behind the counter, a favorite stuffed animal of Rosy's he bought off with candy, Stan's favorite hat that he earned through gambling, the sweater that Mabel wore most often that he stole from the dryer, Dipper's hat, and Bill's wedding ring - that one had been a pain to get a hold of.

Gathering all the items together, Toby grabbed the three tubs of glitter he had borrowed from the shelves in the gift shop and unscrewed the lids. Using a bottle of spray glue - courtesy of Mabel - Toby coated all the items in it before dumping all three jars of glitter over all the items until they did nothing but sparkle even without light on them.

"Toby! Dinner is ready!" Perfect timing, too! Gathering all the items into his arms, and maybe using a bit of magic to make them balance better, Toby hopped down all of the steps and headed for the kitchen, dumping all of the items onto the kitchen table.

"I found my hat, Daddy. And some other stuff." Hm. Everyone was silent… That must have been a good sign!

"Toby, not that I'm against this in any way, but is there a reason this is all coated with glitter?" Mabel was inspecting her sweater with a critical eye as Rosy chewed on the arm of the glitterfied bear. It was probably okay for her to do that. Maybe.

"Yup! There's a reason." Sorting through the items, Toby grabbed Bill's wedding ring and crawled into his lap, holding it out for him. "I had to borrow it for a bit. Sorry."

"Oh, I knew you had it," Bill grinned, slipping it back on and seeming delighted at the sparkles. "Tracking spells." Darn it! He should have realized that sooner.

"You 'found' your hat, huh?" Dipper was looking at his own with a raised eyebrow, giving it a small shake. A poof of glitter exploding from it was the reaction. "Why?"

"Because I want you all to be happy!" Oh, hm. Maybe that would require a bit more of an explanation, judging by the looks he was seeing. "Aunt Mabel said that glitter is magic and has the ability to make someone happy. I figured if I used enough of it on all the things you use most, it'll make you really happy!

"She did, huh?" Dipper shot a look to his sister, Mabel only pulling the sweater on and causing another explosion of glitter. She looked very pleased with the results. "This is never going to come out, is it?"

"Nope! I used super-strength extra sticky spray on glue! That way you'll always be happy."

"You know what, Stardust?" Bill pulled him closer as Toby watched the other members of his family put on their glittered objects, all of them laughing or smiling. "I think your magic is already working."