I don't own GF.

Northwest Annual Ball was as anyone could expect fancy as hell. Biggest party of the season, only big fish were invited. Meaning that if you weren't there- you were no one.

Leaving limousine Dipper repressed all fear and doubt. It was just another mission. After fixing his cowboy hat he helped Mabel in her princess Aurora dress. "So we're here, sister." he said with a smile. He was grateful for the hat hiding his forehead, slicked up hair wasn't his thing.

"Let's go" Mabel smiled a cold, ruthless smile worth Elise Gleeful, Pacificas distant cousin and friend.

"Let's." Dipper agreed offering her his arm.

Ballroom was grand and tastefully decorated. Many people were invited and all remembered to dress up in costumes. As soon as they entered Pacifica came up to them and not alone, with her was no one other but Bill Cipher. "Elise, Tyrone it's so nice to see you two. Bill, meet my cousins Elise and Tyrone Gleeful. Guys, meet Bill Cipher. I'll guess you heard of him." she introduced them not letting go of Mabels hand even for a second after grabbing it.

"The pleasure is all mine." Bill smiled, kissing Dippers' hand. Single eye not leaving him for a second as he greeted Mabel. "Say miss, would you mind if I borrow your brother for the night?" he asked finally looking at Mabel.

As she assured that she doesn't, still sounding like a snobby, stuck up girl. Dipper took a good look at the man. Photos did him no justice, in person he was even more handsome, something agent was starting to dread. It could be pirate costume other wore doing it but still, he felt really unprofessional blushing at every smile older man send him.

Before he noticed it girls left and he was alone with blonde. "Tyrone Gleeful, it has a nice sound to it. Care to dance with me?"

Dipper giggled at it. "Haven't you just borrowed me for a night?" he asked but accepted offered hand anyway.

Bill was taller than he expected and fact that Dipper wasn't very tall didn't help, like at all. All their way to the dance floor Bill was shamelessly flirting with him.

"You have really gorgeous eyes, darling." Bill talked on as they started a waltz. Dipper barely reached his upper torso. "And you dance really well." praises continued.

"You're not that bad yourself." Dipper smiled letting it sound a little more flirty. Bill laughed a little at this comment "Well, thank you." he said as they continued dancing.

Blondes hands were dangerously low on his hips but he ignored it. Their owner never shut up continuing to shower his partner with praises and flirting. They danced trough three songs when Dipper felt that he needs a break, he could handle waltz but not swing. And he honestly needed to drink, not to mention Bills hand really liked to wander…

"Need a break?" Bill asked tilting Dippers' chin up. Younger was panting heavily despite hard physical training he underwent to become an agent – not that Bill knew it…

"A little one won't hurt." brunette admitted.

Bill led him to side snatching two glasses of champagne. As they were drinking some men came to Bill. They talked in Italian. Something about parts being late and couriers being lazy. Bill was visibly annoyed. "You should know what to do in this situation, you useless morons".

As men left blonde smiled at Dipper who faked dumbfounded face. "Sorry about that, some business came up.

"It's fine, your Italian sounds really nice." Dipper confessed with a blush – he didn't even need to lie. Damn sexy blonde…

"Really?" Bill asked finishing his champagne.

"Not that I understood anything." Dipper laughed.

"Tu sei carino" Bill whispered leaning to his ear. 'You're cute' Dipper blushed even harder hearing it. "And it means?" he asked trying to sound relaxed.

"It's a secret." Bill smiled leaving a kiss on his cheek.

"How about another dance?" Dipper proposed finishing his glass.

"Con piacere." Bill said. 'With pleasure.'

"I guess you won't translate it." Dipper guessed following blonde who set their glasses aside for waiters to collect.

"Smart aren't you? I like it." Bill practically purred. Brunette giggled at it.

"Stop it." Bill only laughed hearing it.

After another couple of wild danced they were resting again, eating some snacks. More people came to talk with Bill annoying him. And it all in multitude of languages.

Dipper continued to play obvious but in truth he carefully listened to everything they were saying. What was interesting, was fact that they all were talking about parts and couriers.

He was almost certain that it was just a code in case someone was listening. But what did it mean? He had no idea.

"So, Tyrone. You're from Texas?" Bill asked as they danced again.

"Y-yeah. My father..."

"An oil-tycoon. I heard Blondie mention something" Bill cut him. "I just never went to Texas. I was wondering if you like it there." he simply explained.

Dipper laughed nervously. He was never in Texas… "Wouldn't it be better to ask how I like Miami? For me Texas is normal, everyday." he said leaning closer into Bills chest.

"I guess you're right. But still, do you like living there?" blonde asked welcoming younger man, hands still wandering around. He shamelessly ignored everyone looking at them.

Dipper giggled at his actions. "Is it really important? I like it but it's getting boring. Miami is different, more interesting." he said as music stopped.

"You really are interesting. Makes me want to take you back to Italy with me." Bill confessed, "But I think I have to return you to your sister." Bill said sadly.

Finding Mabel wasn't hard, she was laughing with Pacifica about some womans shoes. "Hello miss Gleeful, I regretfully have to return your brother." Bill announced dramatically.

Dipper laughed at this. Champagne might have gotten him a little drunk…

"Regretfully?" Mabel asked.

"I would very much prefer to keep him." Bill admitted.

"Oh, but I have a great idea, how about you two meet some time later this week." Mabel proposed with big beaming smile.

"Like tomorrow? How about tennis, Tyrone?" Bill turned to his partner.

"Okay. But I haven't played it in years." he agreed.

"Splendid." Bill smiled and kissed Dippers' cheek. "See you tomorrow at hmm… 11 then." and he was gone.

"Learned something interesting?" Mabel asked as they were driving off to Gleefuls apartment.

"Possibly. Something about parts and couriers being late. Has to be some code or something." Dipper admitted. "I'm not all that sure. He certainly has short patience but seems like a completely normal guy. Shameless and a little creepy but not like crime lord..."

"I don't know." Mabel muttered. "He seemed to like you a lot."

"Yeah. He even said that it's be great if he could take me to Italy." Dipper said with a shrug. "Let's leave it for now. I need to sleep and I'm certain I'll have a terrible hungover." he groaned.

I hope you liked it, comments/ reviews are welcome.

If at some weekend chapter won't appear it'll mean I was overwhelmed by university work and didn't manage to write some and run out of written ahead chapters.