"Bill," Mabel began, approaching the demon that was seated at the kitchen table. She wrung her fingers together and took a seat across from him. "I have a question."

"Shoot, star." he replied, and she couldn't help but giggle, offering a warm smile at his smirk

"I was just curious..." she hesitated for a brief moment, "Um... If you got bit by the werewolf... Will you turn into one?"

His eyes widened in surprise, but he forced his expression into one of reassurance

"No, Mabel," he shook his head "No, I'll be okay. I'm a demon. I'm immune to that kind of stuff, I think. Besides, I don't think it was really much of a bite." he shrugged his shoulders "It mostly tore my shoulder out. But I don't feel any different, and its been a few days, so I'm sure I would've noticed if something was wrong."

She was visibly relieved, and let out a soft sigh

"Okay, good" she nodded in approval "So did you enjoy your dinner last night?"

He nodded and couldn't help but smile, fondly remembering his night with the male Pines twin. He chuckled softly and she leaned forward eagerly, eyes sparkling, clearly eager for details.

"We watched some bad horror movies, and he wound up falling asleep on me. He's only upstairs in bed because I carried him up there" he snickered. Mabel giggled, and he raised a brow "So, Shooting Star, what's going on with you and Pacifica?"

Her face instantly lit up red and she hopped up and made her way to the counter

"So, do you want some pancakes? I want some pancakes. I wonder if anyone else wants pancakes-" she abruptly broke off when his hand covered her mouth

She shot a wary look at the triangle now seated on her shoulder, and he sighed

"I'm not here to judge. I hardly have the right, considering my relationship with Pine Tree. I just want to know, since I can't seem to figure it out"

She sighed heavily when he removed his hand and she grabbed the pancake mix from the cupboard, beginning her work while she thought about her answer. Eventually she decided on honesty- she tried to tell herself it was reluctantly, even though she knew she was going to tell the truth one way or another.

"We're... Not together?" she replied, huffing when the end sounded more like a question "I'm in love with Pacifica, and she's in love with me. But we're not a couple"

Bill hopped off her shoulder onto the counter and took over mixing the batter while she fished out a frying pan and grabbed a spatula and a scoop for the mix.

"Why?" he eventually prompted when it seemed she wasn't going to continue.

"Because..." she hesitated and heaved a sigh, turning to face him, and he felt guilty when he spotted tears slipping down her cheeks "Because her dad isn't okay with that." she finally admitted "And neither is my mom." she looked away as he stared miserably up at her "And I guess she just doesn't want to risk it."

"Do you?" he asked, voice barely a whisper

"I love her." was her soft response

"Shooting Star-" he tried, breaking off when Stanford entered the room and took a seat on the table.

Mabel kept her back to him, and Bill was impressed when she managed to call out a cheerful good morning to him despite her misery. When the pan was hot enough and he was finished mixing he carried the bowl over to her and set it down, taking a seat on the edge of the counter and kicking his feet back and forth as he watched her work. She laid her hand on the counter beside him as she watched them cook, and he gently placed his own over it, feeling slightly relieved when she offered him a tired but thankful smile.

"So, Cipher, what did you and Dipper do last night?" Stanford asked, raising a brow

Bill rolled his eye and snapped his fingers, and a mug of coffee filled itself from the coffee pot and floated over to Stanford. The man blinked at the mug in front of him before grunting and offering a small, grateful smile, and taking a sip of it.

"The usual," Bill eventually replied "Watched some movies, ate dinner, had sex on every surface in this house."

Stanford choked and spat out his coffee, and Dipper screeched in alarm in the doorway

"Bill!"

Bill hopped off the counter and transformed back into his human form, offering both men a delighted smirk

"Pine Tree!" he greeted "I was just telling Stanford about our many... sexcapades" his smirk widened

Dipper's blush darkened and he hurriedly rushed to assure his uncle that the demon was lying. To his relief, Stanford believed him. At the stove, Mabel was laughing like a hyena.

"It's true, Grunkle Stan! If they had, Dipper wouldn't be able to walk right now!"

Dipper's face turned as red as a cherry and he let out a chastised screech, and Bill let out a delighted howl of laughter, high-fiving the female Pines twin. Stanford's head fell to hit the table

"Can we stop talking about this?"

Mabel giggled and skipped over with a plate of pancakes for her Grunkle

"I'm sorry, Grunkle Stan" she apologized, pressing a kiss to the top of his head

Bill snapped and the syrup and butter appeared on the table in front of him. Stanford glared at the demon for a moment before turning his attention upon the pancakes and eagerly digging in. Dipper took a seat beside the older man at the table, and Bill took the seat beside him. Within ten minutes they both had a plate of pancakes in front of them.

"These are great, Mabel!" Dipper praised through a mouthful of the cake, and Bill let out a grunt of agreement, mouth to full for him to speak

Pacifica and Wendy entered a moment later, and Soos was right behind them, and everyone felt suddenly warmer at the obvious delight wafting off Mabel.

"A family breakfast" she breathed, emotions sparkling in her eyes as she set to work making more pancakes

"Hi, 'Bel" Pacifica greeted, walking over and leaning over her friends shoulder to watch her cook "Need any help?"

"No thank you. You can sit down, I'll only be a minute."

Dipper turned and raised an eyebrow at Bill. Sensing what he was going to ask, Bill rapidly shook his head. Dipper raised a brow, and Bill swallowed his mouthful and leaned closer

"I'll explain later." he whispered

Dipper nodded in understanding, and allowed himself to bask in the joy that was radiating from everyone in the room, every single person overjoyed to be spending the morning with their mismatched family. Stanford was the first to finish and excuse himself, heading to his room to get dressed so he could open the gift shop.

"So, how have things been, dudes?"

"Oh, Soos, you weren't here!" Mabel suddenly cried, slamming her hands down on the table "Bill killed a werewolf!"

"What!?" Soos and Wendy gasped in shock

"Sure did." Bill winked, leaning back in his chair now that he was finished eating

"That is so awesome, dude." Soos praised, holding out his fist for a fist-bump, which Bill was pleased to return

"That's hardcore. Can't say I've done that before" Wendy chuckled softly "That's pretty intense. How'd you wind up doing that?"

"It was going to kill Dipper." Mabel piped up around her mouthful of pancake

"Dude."

Wendy's gaze locked on Bill, and she raised a brow. After a moment, she chuckled

"Damn, Dipper. A demon is in love with you. Only you could pull that off, squirt."

She got up and left before he could respond, Stanford calling her for the start of her shift. Soos was quick to follow, both calling thank-you's to Mabel for breakfast as they left. Mabel turned to the boys, whom were both refusing to look at each other, and she sighed

"Alright . Paz and I are going shopping today. We'll be back later," she stood and gathered everyone's dishes and brought them to the sink "Do either of you need anything?"

Both shook their heads

"No," Dipper replied after a moment "I'm okay. Have fun, you two."

"We will. Thanks Dip." she smiled warmly and her and Pacifica quickly left the room

The duo at the table fell into a heavy silence, neither quite sure what to say.

"Um... Pine Tree, I-"

"Want to go on a walk?" he blurted

Bill's eyes widened in shock, but after a moment he shrugged and nodded

"Sure. We can't be too long though, our shift starts at 2."

"I remember. Let me go get dressed." he hopped out of his seat and took off, and Bill sighed heavily.

"Hey." he looked up and raised a brow at Stanford. "I see how you look at him." Bill's eyes widened in surprise and Stanford sighed heavily, taking a few steps closer "And I see how he looks at you. I know you two are dancing around each other because you're both idiots, but I just wanted to tell you I know. And while part of me isn't happy about it, what with you being a demon, and everything you've done, part of me -the part that can acknowledge that you've changed-, is glad that it's you. I can see that you genuinely care about him, and I know you can protect him, and take care of him."

"I..." he blinked in surprise, before offering a small smile. "Thank you, Stanford."

Stan nodded and turned to leave, pausing in the doorway

"Take care of my grandson, Bill." he murmured, before leaving the room