"Hey. Hey, wake up. Pine Tree, wake up. I wanna play."

Dipper found himself awakened in the middle of the night, his eyes opening only to meet one eye staring into his. Dipper rolled over, tucking himself into his bundle of blankets.

"Go away, Bill," he grumbled, yawning. "It's too early for games."

"Aw, come on, Pine Tree! Even Shooting Star's in on it!" Bill whined, pushing against his side.

"Yeah! C'mon, Dip, let's play a game!" Mabel agreed excitedly, laying on top of her brother.

Dipper looked at his watch, moving sluggishly and staring at it darkly.

"It's three o'clock in the morning," he groaned, struggling to bundle himself deeper into his blankets.

"Three thirty," Bill specified.

"I have the perfect game to play!" Mabel whined. "Please, Dipper?"

Dipper grunted, sitting up. Mabel cheered, and even Bill zipped around.

"Let's play Princess, Dragon, and Knight!" Mabel ordered, giggling. "I'll be the dragon! Raaaaawr!"

She tackled Dipper, play roaring in his face. He pushed her off, brushing himself off.

"What are you doing?" he questioned.

"I'll slay the feared beast for you, Princess!" Bill joined in, holding an invisible sword. "Prepare to meet thy maker, foul beast!"

"When did I agree to be the princess?" Dipper asked.

"No! He's my Princess," Mabel roared, wrapping her brother in blankets.

"Well, 'rawr' to you too," Bill muttered.

"Raaaaaawr!"

Bill pushed at her, the small triangle lifting her off Dipper's bed and dropping her off the edge of the bed.

"Ah! Oh, no!" Mabel exclaimed, clutching her chest. "I've fallen! I'm dead! The knight has slain me! Bleh."

"Can I get out now?" Dipper muttered, struggling slightly.

Bill sat beside his head, his glow flickering in laughter.

"As the brave knight, I deserve a kiss, Princess," he stated.

"What? No! I was tricked into this!"

Mabel giggled, peeking over the bed.

"Aw, Dipper," she giggled, trying to keep a straight face. "The knight did kill me. See? I'm dead! Bleh."

She fell backwards dramatically, clutching her chest. Dipper struggled in his cocoon of blankets, glaring at the expectant demon.

"Fine," he sighed, a light blush dusting his cheeks. "I'll give you a kiss on the cheek, young knight."

The dragon cheered from beyond the dead, making Dipper glare at her darkly. She zipped her lips, sinking back down as he rolled his eyes.

Bill rolled him out of his blanket, nearly sending him over the bed. Dipper sat up, gesturing for the demon to come closer.

"Do I have to?" he murmured, brows furrowed.

"Yes," the knight and dragon replied in sync.

"Do you want me to become a human so it's less awkward?" Bill asked.

"No, ew, that would make it more awkward."

Bill looked expectant, as did Mabel. Dipper sighed, leaning forward and pecking just above the demon's eye. Bill and Mabel both immediately "aww'd" in sync, Dipper hurriedly wiping his mouth.

"Thank you, Princess," Bill teased.

"You're both dead to me," Dipper squeaked, voice cracking as his blush darkened.

"You're like a kitten," Mabel giggled.

"You're supposed to be dead, dragon!"

"Does that mean I get another kiss?" Bill asked, grinning suggestively.

Dipper stared at him, Mabel slowly sinking back down by the bed.

"Please," she murmured. "Continue."

Dipper blushed darkly, and they nearly woke up Stan with his squeaked shouting as the knight and the dragon laughed out loud.