My head lays still on Bill's lap as I eye the dessert in front of me.

Why couldn't he have just gotten me a blanket? Or a bed? Or a shower for goodness sakes... Why this?

I sat up and winced slightly from the bed sore slowly throbbing on my tailbone. I decided to wait in silence, still staring at the pink cupcake.

This is the best food I've had in months... Just eat it Dipper!!

Dipper don't be stupid, it's BILL that's giving us a cupcake, God knows what could happen if you eat this thing...

I mean you want to die don't you? Maybe this is Bill hearing your thoughts and finally ending it all!

I shake my head at that last thought, why the hell would I think of something so, messed up like that...

My head turns to face Bill

"Why are you doing this?"

He gives me a smile, the warmest smile I've seen in weeks. His eyes light up in excitement, he's seems happy I asked him.

"Pinetree, you aren't a demon, correct?"

I feel myself sink back in shock, why is he asking this?

"No."

"Then how can you try and figure out how my mind works? What makes you know more than other humans?"

I open my mouth to reply, but shut it quickly.

This is another game, he wants me to answer so he can humiliate me again. I'm keeping my smart mouth shut.

"You're funny kid, your thought process amuses me! But fess up before I get frustrated and take this treat back from you, what makes you feel smarter than most humans? How do you think you know more about demons than, hm I don't know, let's say Shooting Star!"

I notice his eyes are locked on me, he's waiting for me to answer, I need to think of something that won't get me in trouble...

"Well, I assume that I might know a little more than... More than most people-"

"More than Mable."

Bill interrupts me with a strange look on his face, bringing up Mable again.

"...More than Mable... BUT, only because I've been around you more than she has... I've read more of the book and-"

I'm interrupted once more by a chuckle escaping from Bill, he's covering his mouth

"Sorry kid, keep going..." He waves me to continue, his whole body focused on everything I'm saying and doing.

I give a pause before I start again... What is this psycho up to?

"and... and I've been trapped here with a demon, you, and I've even had one switch bodies with me... That's you again... So maybe I uh, I might know more than... than..."

"More than Shooting Star?"

He got close to my face without warning, the phrase was said lowly...

"Yeah... Mable.." My eyes drift to the cupcake again, it looks so good...

I've been eating shit for the past weeks:

4 pieces of bread, 1 apple, 2 water bottles, and a granola bar.

That little food I was given was supposed to last me two days. Apparently Bill doesn't know how eating works, he'd always give me a fork along with it for some reason...

I'm so fucking hungry.

I look at Bill, giving him a suspicious look, he knows what I'm thinking, so why not answer my question?

Why is a piece of shit like me getting a treat?

I feel a finger under my chin slowly turn me to face Bill.

"Dipper Pines..." He starts, giving me a serious glance, "eat it. Now."

I guess I have no choice.

The pointer finger that guided my head flicks off my chin and moves towards the plate. He grabs it and puts it on my lap carefully. I feel his eyes burning into the side of my head, the floor under me grows hotter.

Well Dip, I guess this is it. You got yourself in this mess, get ready for ultimate agony..

I lift up the cupcake and inspect it, it's chocolate... Mable's favorite is chocolate, she used to make cupcakes all the time, but they were always filled with glitter or plastic dinosaurs.

I give Bill one last look, making sure he really wants me to do this. A smirk plays at the corner of his mouth. That's my answer.

I close my eyes and take a slow bite...

God that taste amazing... there's something a little weird about it, but I...

I take another big bite involuntarily. I need something sweet and savory, other than apples and bread. Before I know it I only have one bite left, but before I can eat it Bill's hand grabs my wrist.

I'm whipped around to face Bill, so hard that my plate and dessert hit the ground.

"Did you like it kid?"

I nod my head in response.

A smile, a warm smile, stretches across his face. He doesn't look sadistic and twisted, he genuinely looks happy.

Relief went over my heart when I saw that smile, he really did want to treat me...

His hand lets go of my wrist and tugs at one of my curls playfully. He stands up and turns on his heel away from me.

I was watching him walk away, whilst feeling around my body, making sure I hadn't grown an extra leg or wings or something...

Nope, still Dipper.

Bill turns his head to the side, giving me a glance over his shoulder.

"I'll be sure to give the chef your review."

And he was gone in an instant.

In that moment I felt a surge of energy, a chocolate cupcake is the best luxury I've had in weeks! I can't help but have my spirits lifted, what if I keep getting more rewards?

But that brings on another question, what did I do to deserve this?

If I think through my own mindset, I obviously deserve a treat. I've been kidnapped and tortured for the past few weeks... But thinking through Bill's mindset would mean that there was some sort of action I've must've done right, he wants to encourage a sort of behavior from me? All I've done is wish I was dead for the past few days, how would that get me a reward?

Well maybe it really wasn't a treat... But it tastes so good, and I feel perfectly fine right now, I guess I'll have an answer later when I start puking slugs or something.

I'm feeling my forehead crease as I try to figure out the demon's motivation for giving me the dessert. As long as I have known Bill, and given how many stories Uncle Ford has told me, I think I have a good idea of his motives. But something is still so off.

When Ford told me about the time when he met Bill, he said he was nice to him... He played games with him and answered all of his questions...

But only because he wanted something from him!!

He's just trying to get something from me!! My mind, my body, my soul, god knows what!

I sit back satisfied with myself, cracking the code. I guess Bill underestimated me once again!

I pick up the cupcake, inspecting it before I pop the last bite into my mouth.

I drop it instantly.

The cupcake is filled with glitter.