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-Fly

Mabel wasn't sure how to talk to him. She couldn't look at him the same way- He told her that he knew Will could be a creep. He knew he might die any day now. And yet... He never stopped visiting him. Every day, Mabel would fall asleep alone. In the dark.

Loneliness found it's way into her. It crept up like a spider before nestling in her heart. Candy and Grenda visited almost every day, but she never told them why she was so lonely. Despite her frustration with the boy, she'd never rat him out.

Loneliness trailed off into sadness, and sadness evolved into depression. Stan tried to get her to work, but his relentless attempts only ended in tears.

Of course, he said sorry.

And, of course, this meant nothing to Mabel.

She was too far gone- A deep sadness had corrupted her soul, filling her with emotion. Candy stopped visiting first- She was afraid, afraid that Mabel's mood would rub off on her. A week later, Grenda was gone too. They hadn't made much of a difference, but the thought of her only two friends leaving her...

That only made it worse.

Much, much worse.

Stan had to carry her to the kitchen table.

He had to carry her back to bed.

All she did was lay in bed, either staring off into space or intensely arguing with herself.

Always crying.

"Why did he go?"

"What did I do?"

"Maybe I wasn't good enough?"

"Maybe he needed more than a sister?"

"Why am I not happy for him?"

"Why can't I just move on?"

"Why... Can't I trust him?"

Of course, Dipper never wanted to hurt her. He did what he had to do.

A week passed.

Dipper finally decided to stay for a day, and Mabel finally managed to pull herself out of bed. He looked happier, but a crazed look dominated his sleepless eyes. She forced herself to look at him, to look at who he'd become.

His voice was slightly lower, louder and cracked. "Long time no see, sister!"

"Yeah." She agreed, forcing a smile. "A long, long, long time. A week, Dipper." Tears formed in her eyes again, and Stan turned away. Soos, who was fixing a window, quickly finished the last bolt and ran into the staff room.

"Oh, come on, Mabel! It's only been a week!" Dipper said happily, pulling her into a hug. She pushed him off.

"No. No, we've never done this king of thing." She backed away from him before he could try to hug her again. "Ever."

"Well, you never visited, hmm?" He said, unimpressed. "If you really cared about us, I'd think you'd visit, am I wrong?"

Mabel was done being sad, however, and was downright furious with him. "NO. NO. YOU ARE WRONG." She pushed him over, sending him toppling to the wooden floor. "YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE MAN. YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL!"

Dipper's smile only widened, and a snicker snuck through his gritted teeth. "Wow. Are you that afraid of him?" He pulled himself up, brushing off his pants- Which were now black. And longer. "Like em'?" He asked, noticing her staring.

"NO! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" His shirt had also changed- a simple, long-sleeved shirt was now in place of his orange tee. It was an intensely bright shade of yellow, and a bowtie was nestled under his chin.

"Why, William happened!" He beamed, striking an arrogant pose. "What, is yellow not my color? I agree, but Will says otherwise." Dipper said, a hint of lovey-doveyness in his voice.

Mabel stood there in shock. "Y-you're not Dipper, are you?" The boy's face went a bright red.

"How DARE you? Of course I'm-" He stopped abruptly, noticing the blue fire in his hands.

"Oh my god."

No.

NO.

NO!

"Yes."

-=[TIME SKIP]=-

Dipper was lying on the forest floor.

That's all he remembered- He had left the shack as soon as he could, then went back to Will's place.

"Will? William!" The boy called, confused and alone. Looking at the sun in the sky, he could tell that it was past noon. He was supposed to visit Mabel that day.

"Here, kiddo!" The man said, and he saw the all-too familiar shade of yellow coming towards him. He had a worried look on his face, but there was a grim vibe to it. The smell of trouble infected the woods, and they remained silent. Dipper looked down at his shoes.

"Why am I wearing yellow shoes?" Will swore under his breath, and whispered something DIpper couldn't quite make out. He bent down to help take them off, and slipped on the boy's old shoes.

"Why?" Dipper asked again, not letting his friend off the hook.

He said it again.

"Why?"

Will bit his lip. Looked up at the boy. A feeble smile formed.

"Long story, Dip. I'll tell you one day, but for now, just wait." Dipper groaned in frustration, but...

"Fine."

"That's my little Dipper." Both faces flushed at the realization of what he'd said.

"Your little Dipper?" Will seemed embarrassed, but tilted his head in thought.

"Yeah." He wrapped his arm around the boy's waist, and neither knew if it was friendly, creepy or...

"Mine." He pulled Dipper close, almost lifting him off the ground. Anyone else would say it was too close. Anyone else would call it creepy.

It looked wrong.

But felt right.

Heck, it was wrong.

But they thought otherwise.

Dipper was the first to talk. "Will, tell me."

His friend sighed. "If you insist!~" He dropped the boy to the ground, letting him land flat on his back. "Now, first off, I'm sorry to say that our little sherade will have to end after this story. I'm very sorry, but it had to end at some point, right? Anyway, a new one will start, so don't worry!"

"Wha-" Will shushed him, kicking him ever so lightly.

"Shush. Story time." Will sat beside him, a blank stare forming on his amused face. "So, I learned that I can actually control you when I get into those thoughts of yours! Cool, right?" Dipper's expression said otherwise. "No? Meh. What do you know. You've never done it! Anyway, I decided I'd let your sister down easy. I made you visit home, and that sister of yours threw a tantrum! I played cool, but it was still-"

"You what?" Dipper asked, more of a statement than a question.

"I told her off. Let her know you were having a great time hanging out with me! She was pretty mad, and some weird liquid came outta her eye..."

"Tears?" Dipper said, confused and angered.

"Yeah. Sorry, it was on the tip of my tongue-"

"What happened?" The boy prodded. Mabel was crying- and he'd- Will had caused it. Fury built up in his chest, and an intense dizziness made him want to throw up.

"She got mad. What else?" The man said, but there was still that split second of hesitation.

"No. No, stop lying to me. Will, what the hell happened?" Dipper tried to remain calm, but it wasn't working. His voice cracked in frustration. Nobody made Mabel cry- not on his watch.

"Wow, you're a pretty good truth detector! You should be a detective!" Will played with his collar, noticing that the boy wasn't messing around. "Alright, alright. Sheesh! I'm... I'm not... I'm not William, in all honesty. It's more my formal name."

"What."

Will's face was starting to turn a sickly shade of green. "Uh, well... I'm... I'm-" He trailed off into a quiet mumble, and Dipper couldn't make it out.

"Sorry, who?"

"I'm-" The man mumbled again, and Dipper stood up. He rested his foot on his friend's chest, pushing him to lay flat on the ground.

"WHO?"

"I'm-" Will sat up, knocking off the boy's foot and grabbing him by his shirt. "I'm-" He was now standing. An intense blush ran across his face, and it quickly spread to Dipper. "I'm... A demon. There."

Dipper's mouth went dry. His eyes glazed over, and his whole body tensed.

"What."

Will pulled him closer. "A demon. D-E-M-O-N. What, you need me to say it again?" The boy only hung there, suspended in the air. The grip on his shirt tightened. "I'm a DEMON. And those voices?"

Dipper's eyes widened. "No."

"Oh, yes. Those aren't some supernatural side effect of insanity. No, they're your inner demons. You're literally being haunted by your inner demons, and soon they will consume your soul, as did mine!" Will pulled him so close that Dipper's nose hit the man's chin.

The boy sputtered in shock. "Wh-what-" He rubbed his nose lightly, feeling blood run down his face. He looked back up at the man, who was staring at him with a warn smile. He'd planned this all along.

And his friend...

Well...

He wasn't William, that was for sure.

"Congratulations, kid! You've just befriended Bill Cipher."

Dipper felt sick to his stomach. He tried to turn away, but he was frozen in shock. The smile bore into him like a dagger, and, despite it's warmth, it stung like needles.

"What? Oh, as if you hate me. Dipper, we've been friends for almost two weeks now! You can act like you hate me, but I'm still William." Dipper turned away, but felt a velvet glove brush against his hand. He let the man's fingers intertwine in his, and sighed quietly. "Still William."

"Why would you do this?" Dipper caught the demon off guard.

"What."

He forced himself to look back into his friend's lying eyes. "Why did you even give me these demons? Why did you let them loose, and why did you..." He felt his face heat up, but didn't dare look away. "And why did you want to help me?" He asked simply, not wanting to know why he'd slept with him.

He was gently lowered to the ground, but he wasn't released. "Well, I like you! How complicated does my explanation have to be, anyway? I wanted to get to know you the... human way, and what a better time than now, right?" Will's smile turned into a teasing grin. "Oh, and it was fun to watch you fall in love. Heck even I didn't know you were bisexual!"

Dipper felt the color drain from his face. "You knew all along, and you never left?"

Will shook his head, laughing. "Seriously, kid? I don't judge. Heck, I am pretty hot, aren't I?" His whole body glowed a bright red, and Dipper felt an uncomfortable warmth by his neck.

Too close to his neck.

"Anyway, I'm not really set to any sexuality either. Nor gender- But I do feel like this one suits me more. Correct me if I'm wrong!~" He said singsong, but something told Dipper that correcting him on anything would end in pain, or worse, death.

Demons weren't to be messed with.

Will sighed. "Geez, kid. You know I can see your thoughts! Treat me like any other human- Hell, it's fun! Just enjoy this, and act like nothing happened. Keep crushing on me, please, because it's quite cute!" On that last word Dipper's hand was pulled up to the demon's face. A light kiss was planted on it, and the world went pitch black.

-=[AWAKEN]=-

"Hey kid!" The familiar voice rang in Dipper's ears, and he rubbed his head. He was laying in a hospital bed, and Will was floating above him.

"Nice to see you're awake, Pine Tree! I pray that you remembered that dream, because if not this must be quite the surprise!" Will's laugh bounced off the walls.

"Where am I, and why am I here?" Dipper asked blankly, looking around at his surroundings. It was a lot to take in- Everything that had happened in his dreams, and what must've happened when Will-

No, Bill-

Had taken over his body.

"Hospital. I- you fainted soon after... Uh, well, Mabel knows who I am too, okay? Let's just say that much." The airborne man straightened his tie and swooped down to sit on his bed.

His landing wasn't at exactly graceful.

He landed on top of the boy, his face barely missing Dipper's nose- Which was still bleeding from inside the dream.

"Well hello there!~" Will teased, and Dipper tried to push him away. "Oh, come on, you know you like it."

"No. You're a demon, and, as if that couldn't get worse-" His arms were pinned to his sides. "You're the demon who just so happened to infiltrate Stan's mind." The man snickered, pinning down his legs with his own.

"Mhmm. I'm a real asshole, alright!~" The carefree comment convinced him it was no use.

"You're impossible. In more ways than one, really."

"I know." He now had the boy completely helpless, unable to move.

Dipper shuddered, but tried to look brave. Bill could see his thoughts. "This isn't scaring me, Bill-"

"-And it isn't supposed to. What, you thought I was here to torture you? In case I haven't said it enough, I like you. You're an interesting kid, always were. You don't even need those inner demons to make you likable."

"Will... I mean Bill-"

"Nah, I like it much better when you call me by my real name. Use it." Will smirked, knowing that Dipper was likely to break free soon. He wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.

"Fine, William-"

"Oh, always so adorable!" Dipper's face flushed. "Say it again."

Dipper's eyes widened to the size of golf balls. "Wait- Wh-Wha?" The man rolled his eyes.

"I said-" He lowered his head so that Dipper could feel every breath on his face. His voice was set in a low growl. "Say it again."

"William." Dipper said, deadpan. "Is that what you wanted?" The man shook his head.

"Always so cute..." And with that last comment, he pressed his lips to Dipper's. At first it was one-sided, The boy below him still trying to process what was happening. But as the seconds passed, he started to lose himself to the kiss, trying his best to keep up. Warm shivers ran down his spine as a gloved hand moved to the back of his neck, holding his head as close as possible.

"Will-" The boy said breathlessly before being forced back into the was more of an impulse than anything, but it was enough for the demon. He smiled before pulling back, finally setting the boy free. Dipper gasped for air, his face pink with embarrassment and surprise.

"See? It wasn't that hard, was it?" Will teased, now sitting beside him. He wrapped and arm around him, trying to look casual. If it weren't for the dark blush on his face, Dipper would've thought it was just Bill's manipulation.

"No, I guess it wasn't." Dipper nodded, the taste of the man's lips still on his own.

"I guess I'm not any less in love than you are, Dip."

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I'll be posting two more chapters this week, most likely on the 27th and 29th. (Thursday and Saturday)

I think I'll start a new schedule soon, Idk.

If you read "There's Nowhere Else", my other fic, forgive me for the lack of updates!

The new schedule will fix everything! (Unless homework gets even worse...)

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-Fly