AN: Summerweeeennnnnnnnn (rated T? Like a nice solid T+)

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"I don't know, this year I think I'm gonna stay home Mabes."

She pouted, sighed and nodded. "Fiiine..."

I winced and chuckled softly, patting her head. "Sorry. I'll try to make it to Pacifica's before midnight though. I'll probably stay two or three hours."

She giggled before turning back in her chair, focusing back on her sewing machine. "It's a costume party as usual. Please, don't just tape a hanger on yourself and go as just... Clothes again."

I rolled my eyes and leaned on her chair. "But that's my thing Mabes, it's a trademark of my individuality. Plus, I wouldn't want to outshine you with any of my awesome costume ideas."

She laughed and nearly sewed her hand to the dress. "I sincerely doubt you could do anything awesome for summerween dipdop. I mean, besides giving out the good candy."

She gave me this look and I knew what that comment was for, that she was goading me on. I still fell for it though. I narrowed my eyes and grinned at her. "Wanna bet?"

"You're on dude. Tell me the stakes."

"Since it's a costume party, I guess I have to make a very intricate costume. Time limit?"

"The night of the party duh. You don't need to show me, I'll give you points if you show up in style too."

"Hmm... Does it have to be better than yours?"

"Isn't that what this bet is about?" She quirked an eyebrow, carefully taking out her sequin box. That thing spilled over one time. Never again...

I crossed my arms and hummed. "Alright. And what's at stake?"

"I'll give you my summerween bounty."

I gasped dramatically before grabbing her face and smashing her cheeks. "Are you alright, do you have a fever? Did I just hear the sugar-holic Mabel Pines say she would give up all her summerween candy?"

She swatted my hands away and pouted, face flushing. "Alright, so maybe a little less than half..."

I grinned. "Deal."

"Is that..."

Mabel turned and watched as I walked in. "No freaking way."

I grinned when I saw Mabel and her girlfriend, jaws dropped as staring.

I had cats ears and a tail, I was shirtless as per Bill's request, and he draped my upper body in gold he magically conjured up. I did some eye makeup (after countless failed attempts in front of a mirror, but god dammit I was going to wing my eyeliner and make it fucking match!) and the last accessory was the gold collar and leash around my neck.

That we use on a regular basis, although no one needed to know that.

I made Bill dress up in all black, his blond hair messy and he already knew how to do makeup (fuck his omnipotence, I had to work hard for this look) so he looked incredible.

Before I could steer us towards Mabel and Pacifica, Bill grabbed my chin and turned my head towards him. He grinned and pressed a kiss to my nose before whispering, "You make such a pretty kitty, Dipper. I almost feel jealous so many people are seeing you look so wonderful like this." He grinned and hugged me close. We weren't even in the main hall yet, just loitering around in our amazing costumes.

I blushed and pushed his chest so I could look up at him. He just laughed and nuzzled his nose to mine.

"Stop it, my sister is right there. And we're in public."

"Not for long. I plan on taking you home immediately after you win your bet."

I grinned and gave him a kiss. "Well, let me go and get my prize then."

I got about a pound of candy and kinky sex that night.

Pretty great in my book.

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AN: Whoops, it's been a month. Ah, don't worry, I hate me too. This is what I thought of for summerween... I wanted to just write kinky sex on the couch after they finished giving out candy but. But that would have taken me much longer. XD

maybe another day I shall write kinky Dom/Sub sex, maybe.