Chapter 3
She waited for him to get back up. After a few minutes he moaned into his pillow, which he was clutching to his chest, and slowly rolled over. "What the heck happened...?" he slurred. She giggled softly. "You passed out." he jumped slightly, not used to anyone being in his room when he wakes up (except Sophie sometimes). Wait... this isn't his... he quickly sat up and looked around, freaking out. "What? Where am I?!" he asked her wildly. "My home." she replied. He looked around at the... cave? It was filled with furniture but he could have sworn the wolf had dragged him into a cav- Oh gosh. "y- You're that wolf!" Bill exclaimed, pulling the pillow in front of him like a shield. She started laughing, revealing her fangs, then smiled at him, snickering. "Like that would protect you. Also if I were going to kill you I would have already done so. I don't eat humans. Ever. And I don't bite...usually." she said smirking at him, playfully.
He relaxed when he heard her laugh, but still stared suspiciously at her. "So, why did you take me here and who are you?" he asked, lowering his extremely awesome pillow shield a bit. "To save you from the other wolves that do in fact tend to eat humans. Also, my name's Mystine." she replied. Bill shuddered "th- thanks...?" he said, uncertainly. She smirked. "welcome." she replied. "You can stay here as long as you need if you want." "O- okay." he replied, putting the pillow down completely. One morning Mystine was reading through her journal while Bill slept. Bill slept sprawled out on his stomach, one leg pulled up, one hanging down on the floor. She glanced up and smiled at him and then continued reading. As he slept he knocked his bag, which was hanging above him, on its perch and onto his stomach. He woke up gasping and flailed out in surprise. "Wha- what?" Mystine snickered, seeing this. He groggily got up, putting the bag beside him.
His hair was tangled and his eyes were half open. "Are you okay?" she asked not looking up from her book. "Y- yeah." he replied, running a hand through his hair. "Just startled." he looked at her and grinned. "So... what are you doing?" "reading." she replied. "cool." he said, yawning. He pulled his bag open, looking inside. "What are you up to?" "Hey, if you can read, I can too." he smirked at her and pulled out a faded red book. Her ears perked up in interest. She was by his side in seconds clutching her book. "Can I see?" he jumped back, still not used to her speed. "Um... sure?" he replied, handing her the red and gold book, reveling a gold hand with a 2 on it. "Just be careful, it seems pretty old." She looked through it. "So... you keep a diary?" she asked him. He instantly turned red. "Wha- what?!" he huffed, snatching the book back and clutching it to his chest. "It's not a diary!" he turned redder. "It- it's a- a very non diary, manly man journal. For men."
"ok." she replied with a straight face. "So...it is a diary." he glared at her, scarlet. "N- no. it's not a diary." "Yeah. Yeah it is." He bit his lip and decided to keep the many insults that he thought of to himself. She grinned. "I'm just playing with you." he huffed again and crossed his arms, but couldn't keep from smiling. "Do you wanna read it or not?" he asked, trying to act upset. "Yes. Please." she replied and held out hers. "You can read mine if you want." he instantly brightens, dropping all mopiness. "Thanks!" he exclaimed. "Welcome. Where'd you find this?" She asked as she took his and gave him hers. "It was somewhere in the forest." He replied as he took the offered book. He was startled as he saw the cover. "I- it's just like mine?" he mumbled. "What, did you know the author or something?" "Kind of." she replied with a small smile. "Well aren't you cryptic." he huffed, crossing his arms once more. She grinned at him. "If I remember correctly then he's my uncle." He stared at her blankly.
"Wut?" She smiled and nodded. "Yeah. My great uncle." she replied. "Seriously?" shock turned to excitement. She nodded. "Yep!" she replied. "That's so cool!" She nodded as she read through his. Bill read through hers, and they sat for what seemed like hours. Mystine found something about genies but didn't look at it much. Bill unintentionally snuggled up closer to her. She smiled slightly. It was a bit chilly in her cave since the fireplace went out. She wrapped her tail around him, trying to keep him warm. He looked up and smiled at her. Bill stretched his legs out, finally done reading through her journal. He shivered from the cold darkness of the cave. "Hey, I'm gonna go for a walk, Kay?" He told her, getting up. "When you're done with that, track me or something, ya bloodhound." He laughed and walked to the 'door'. She nodded not looking up. "Just be careful." Bill laughed "when am I ever not?" "All the time!" she replied as he left. Bill laughed again and walked into the woods. He simply wandered around for a while, enjoying the sunshine.
There was rustling in a nearby bush. Bill turned to look, curious. A growl was heard from it. Bill backed away, curiosity gone. "u- Um, who's there?!" he asked. The growl only grew louder. Bill turned to run. A wolf tackled him to the ground. He cried out, trying to get the large animal off him. The wolf kept him there. "Say hello to my sister for me." It growled. "Wha- what? Who's you sister? Please let me go!" he cried. He suddenly clawed at his face, hitting his eye. Bill screamed, still trying to claw his way out of the werewolf's reach. Mystine heard his scream and ran to find him. The wolf kept attacking him and heard Mystine coming and ran away. Bill sat limply on the ground, blood pooling around him. She found him and was terrified and quickly picked him up and brought him into town to the doctor.
Hours later, Bill woke up in a hospital bed, feeling absolutely crappy. He looked around, seeing no one else in the room. "Hello?" He called weakly. Mystine came over. "Hey, how do you feel?" "Not anything resembling good." She sighed and sat beside him. "So what exactly happened...?" he asked, pulling his knees up to give her more room. "I remember getting... attacked? But how'd I get here?" "I heard you scream and brought you here. You were bleeding really badly." He reached a shaky hand up, and felt the bandages covering his eye. He sighed. "My eye? I- is it...?" She looked down and nodded. Bill gripped his knees, putting his head down on them. He sighed. "If someone makes a single pirate joke, I'm going on a killing spree." "No, if they make a pirate joke, I'll send my family on them and may join in on devouring their flesh." she replied with a smirk. Bill remembered what the wolf had said, realizing what he had meant. "Y- You have a brother, right?" "yeah." she replied. Bill smiled grimly. "He says Hi."
She growled. "I'm going to kill him..." "Good. Claw his eyes out first." Bill told her jokingly. Well. He was only half joking. "I will." she replied. The doctor came in at that moment, holding a stack of papers. "Oh, you're awake." He sat the papers down, coming to the bed. "Your eye has stopped bleeding, so you're free to go, sir. Just change the bandages often, and come back if any signs of infections start." Bill looked at Mystine. She smiled softly at him. Bill pushed back the blankets, putting his feet on the ground. "Shall we go?" He asked Mystie, smiling back. "yeah." she replied, heading out. She stopped. "Wait, one more thing." she came over and brushed his hair over his eye. "There!" He smiled and walked out with her. She led him back towards her cave. As they walk through the town, they ran into a young couple. "Oh, sorry." she said. "Its okay." the boy replied. "Hey, you know where we can find the murder- sorry, I forgot he changed the name, the mystery shack? We're visiting my brother."
"Yeah, it's just through the woods to the west." she replied. "Thanks!" The boy called, leading his date towards where she directed. Bill walked with Mystie back to the cave. Mystine smiled at him as they walked. Bill turned to her and stopped. "Um. Mystie?" He asked, getting nervous "I was wondering if you would like to go on... A... Um..." He turned red. "To a social activity together?" She turned him and smiled. "You mean like a date?" she asked. Bill turned redder. "Y- Yeah. I heard there's this dance going on in a few days... you wanna go?" She blushed slightly. "I'd love too. I've never been to one." "Neither have I." "I can't wait then." she replied with a smile. Bill smiled back. They walked together for a while. "Hey, I have something to give you." she said as they entered the cave.
She handed him a present box. He stared at it, shocked, not used to getting presents. He opened it, and instantly brightened. It was a tall, thin top hat and a snazzy bow tie. "Thanks! Thank you so much!" He hugged her tightly. She hugged him back. "You're welcome." She replied. He put them on quickly. "Yep. Wearing these forever." She laughed. She brought a mirror over, showing him what he looked like. "You look snazzy." He smirked. "And emo." He added. She burst out laughing. "Okay, just a little bit. At least you're hair's not black." He laughed with her. "Well, it beats pirate any day." "Yeah. I would agree." She replied. Bill fixed the bowtie. It was still a bit crooked and so Mystine stepped over and fixed it for him. "Thanks. I'm gonna need some practice at that."
(Yes. Mystine is Dipper and Mable's older cousin.)