Hi! I'm back from vacation and here with another chapter. I made this one almost 2000 words, and I am very pleased with that. Plus... It's incredibly full of fluff! :) This was really fun to write, so I hope it's just as fun to read.

Sorry if this story line feels a little rushed. I just had to get all of my built-up BillDip stuff out, you know?

Chapter 6 will be published by the end of the weekend.

Let's get on with it, shall we?

~ Three

Okay, you can do this, Bill. Just get in there and say it. Just get it over with.

Bill exhaled loudly and rested his chin in his hands. He looked down at the sleeping boy below him. The human child was in the middle of a dream that Bill wasn't really aware of; the demon's focus had been entirely consumed by his anxiety the whole time.

He couldn't believe he was stooping so low. He had never had any reason to apologize to any human flesh bag before... And now, here he was, being brought down to this pathetic level by a twelve-year-old.

Just do it.

No, no. He couldn't. Not tonight, anyway. Tomorrow he would face the music and apologize, but he couldn't tonight.

Bill slowly dropped down so he was hovering directly above Pine Tree. He laid himself out flat and looked at the boy's face. Without quite realizing it, he brushed Pine Tree's bangs aside to reveal his birthmark.

The demon smiled, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. He didn't know why Pine Tree bothered to hide the mark all the time. It was so adorable!

You have to tell him. You know the pain you've made him go through. Can you really take the guilt that knowing you drove him insane would bring?

There were a few problems with being able to see the future. The largest of these is that you knew what was coming, and knew it was rare when you could change it. Most of the time, Bill didn't need to change the course of history, or want to, but there were occasional events that he wanted to alter where there was only one possible outcome.

He knew that Pine Tree's life would come to an end. As much as it hurt to know this, and to know how, when, and where, he had never been too bothered by it. The kid was only mortal, after all.

But Bill had seen plenty of humans go insane, and it was never pleasant. The fact that he could see each and every alternate timeline in potential existence, including the one where Pine Tree lost his mind, filled him with dread.

But he just couldn't tell him.

Not tonight.

The demon smiled at the human boy, pulled his covers up over his shoulders, and left.

~~~TIME SKIP~~~

DO. IT. NOW.

He had put it off for far too long. Each night that passed by was filled with Bill arguing with himself and then deciding he'd do it the next day.

The next day would come. He'd say it would be the next day, for sure.

One more day... One more day can't hurt.

He knew he was procrastinating and being awfully childish, but he was too prideful to submit and admit defeat like this.

A week and a half after he had rummaged through Pine Tree's memories, he found himself floating above the boy once more.

It's time. You can't fight it anymore...

With a deep sigh, Bill pressed his fingertips to Pine Tree's temples, and was sucked into a dream.

"Pine Tree? Pine Tree? Hellooooooo?"

Dipper opened his eyes and blinked as a bright light filled them. As they adjusted to it, his surroundings registered in his brain.

He was sitting on a white park bench on the top of a hill. It overlooked the valley that contained Gravity Falls. It appeared to be sunset, and the sky was a brilliant orange. A twisted willow tree extended out over the bench, shading it.

Suddenly, Bill appeared next to Dipper, still in his human form. His golden tuxedo and blond hair shone brightly, and his pale skin seemed to glow, despite the shade.

"Hey, kid. How are ya doin'?"

The dream demon had an uncomfortable, nervous expression on his face. He kept playing with his collar and straightening his bow tie. His fingers were visibly shaking.

"Um... Are you okay?"

"YES! I'm fine, perfectly fine, never been better..." Bill trailed off. His one eye darted around, refusing to settle on Dipper.

"So... What's up?" Dipper felt equally uncomfortable. This was not like Bill. He had never seen him anxious before, and it made him worried.

"I, uh... There's something that I've been meaning to tell you..." Without warning, Bill reached out and took Dipper's hands in his own, shifting so that they were facing each other. "Pine Tree, you know you mean the world to me, right?"

A blush crept onto both of their faces as that statement sunk in.

"W-w-what are you t-talking about...?" The younger stammered.

"I just... I... Oh, never mind." The demon released his hands and turned away. Dipper was surprisingly disappointed. His gloves had been so warm, so soft...

He was overtaken by a fierce desire to know what was going on. "No. I'm tired of you keeping secrets from me, Bill. Tell me now."

The demon looked over his shoulder at the boy. He slowly brought himself back around to look him in the eyes again. He took a deep breath, and then let it all out.

"Piney, I came to apologize to you for everything I've done... Please, please forgive me... For all the hurt that I've caused you-" Bill started to choke on his words, and a tear formed in the corner of his eye.

Dipper didn't know what to say. This was one side of the dream demon that he had certainly never expected to see.

Bill looked down, his face still a vibrant red. The tears were now flowing freely.

"I know what I've done. I know what I almost made you suffer through. And I'm sorry. God, Dipper, I am so, so sorry."

"You... You called me by my name."

Finally, the demon returned his gaze to the younger. "Yeah, I guess I did."

"Bill, I... I forgive you. Of course I forgive you." The boy wiped a tear out of the corner of the demon's eye and didn't remove his hand from the side of his face.

A wide grin spread across Bill's face, and he pulled Dipper into a crushing hug.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! Pine Tree, my dear, you've made me the happiest little demon in the universe!"

Dipper found himself unable to escape from Bill's death grip. The demon dug his gloved fingertips into the boy's hair and shirt, refusing to let go. Eventually, the boy gave up trying and wrapped his arms around Bill's torso, letting himself be swept away from the world.

After what seemed like multiple eternities, the two finally released each other. Both were now smiling broadly, faces flushed.

"Hey, what do you say we just forget about that little meltdown of mine, hm?"

"Yeah, okay. Sounds fine."

Bill continued to beam down at the human boy, the red color finally receding from his cheeks. His single blue eye sparkled beautifully.

After a few minutes passed in silence, Dipper decided to ask Bill a question that had been on his mind a lot lately.

"Hey, Bill? If you can shapeshift into a human form, why can't you make yourself have two eyes?"

The demon thought it over, then simply shrugged and said, "Some things, even I can't change."

After another brief moment of contemplation, Bill took hold of Dipper's wrist and brought his hand up to the hair that swept down over his left eye. He made the boy's hand move it aside.

Where there should have been a second eye was instead a black, triangular patch with a golden pyramid on it. It appeared to be stitched on.

"Huh," Dipper said, not quite sure what to think.

"It didn't take that long to make this thing, but it sure did take a lot of planning. Sure, I was able to look like your friend when we were in Stan's mind, but this required me to actually create my own design, since I didn't have to mimic another's. You meat bags are surprisingly complicated, even in the mindscape."

Bill let go of Dipper's wrist and returned the lock of hair to its rightful place.

More silence ensued. With every minute that ticked by, the sun dropped in the sky, until the landscape was illuminated by silver moonlight.

An alarm snapped the two out of their wordless peace. Bill removed a pocket watch from within his suit jacket and groaned.

"Unfortunately, my time here is up for the night. Adieu, my little Pine Tree. 'Til next time."

The demon got to his feet and conjured his cane, then began to walk off. Dipper bit his lip, then jumped up and followed.

"Wait, Bill!" The boy grabbed the back of his suit, stopping him.

"Yes?"

"Are you going to come back tomorrow?"

"I don't know. Most likely. Why?"

"Because I don't want to wait. Promise?"

The demon smiled and ignited a blue flame in his hand. "Promise," he said, offering it to the boy.

For the first time, Dipper did not hesitate in taking it.

And yet again, Bill held tight.

Bill's other hand found the boy's waist, and he lifted him off the ground.

"What are you-" He tried to interject, but was silenced by a finger pressed to his lips.

"Not another word..."

The gloved finger was suddenly replaced by Bill's own lips. He kept Dipper held close to him as he deepened the kiss, tilting his head to the side.

Dipper's brain short-circuited, leaving him with nothing but static for thoughts as he felt the demon's mouth work against his. His eyes fluttered shut, and he leaned into it, fading out into a sweet bliss.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end.

The demon vanished, leaving Dipper suspended in a void and never wanting to leave it.

~~~TIME SKIP~~~

Dipper was practically prancing around the Mystery Shack gift shop the next morning. His mind was running around in frantic little circles, his stomach had butterflies, and he felt light inside.

Mabel picked up on this almost instantly. She followed him around all day, and practically attacked him when they got to their lunch break.

"Well, well, someone's looking well-rested!" She shouted, popping up from behind the chair Dipper was sitting in. He didn't even respond.

"Hey, brosif, what's up?"

She walked around and sat at the chair across from him. He had his chin resting in his hand and was staring out the window, a romantic, dreamy look on his face.

Mabel giggled excitedly. She knew exactly what that look meant.

"Uh-oh... Somebody's in loooooooooove!"

This comment brought Dipper back to the world.

"What? What are you taking about, Mabel? I'm not in love with anyone!"

"Uh-huh," she said, smirking. "So who is she? What's her name? Is she pretty? What does she like? Where did you meet her? What's her-"

"Mabel, please!" Dipper hissed, cutting her off. "I don't like anybody. I've just been sleeping better, that's all."

"DIPPER, YOU HAVE TO TELL ME! I can't believe this! You've found someone new! You're finally getting over Wendy!"

Okay, so she had been wrong about Bill Cipher. Maybe he wasn't the reason Dipper was going crazy, or at least not the only reason.

"It's not just some girl, Mabel. It's nothing. Trust me."

Her brother got up and left the kitchen, leaving her alone at the table.

Despite his denial, he had given her all the information she had needed. Now, it was just up to her to figure out who his new crush was...

YEP, I DID THAT! Please let me know what you all think. Happy holidays again.

~ Three