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A young man stood at the center of the woods happily. He was opening and closings his fists, his hands wearing black leather gloves, and there was an eyepatch on one of his eyes. He himself was wearing a yellow tuxedo shirt with black pants, and his hair was blonde. His eyes were even more captivating, though. They were bright yellow, with black slits for pupils, and not to mention he hand two sharp fangs hanging out of his grinning mouth, resting over his lower lip and making his eyes look a little more normal, but not less captivating.

"Bill..." Dipper whispered, just loud enough for the human Bill to hear.

"Oh. Dipper. You werent supposed to see me like this."

"You have a human form...?"

Bill walked over to Dipper slyly, cupping his face with one hand and stroking the boy's brown hair with the other.

"You've grown so much. You were only thirteen back then. How old are you now?"

Dipper, not sure how to react to Bill touching him the way he was, responded, "I'm turning eighteen next month."

"It hasn't even been that long, yet you've grown so handsome. Tell me, why were you visiting me each day while I stayed frozen into stone, sitting grey in the brown dirt?"

Bill pressed himself up against Dipper, and the brunette was terrified. The blonde stroked the boy's jawline, breathing slowly and heavily, waiting for his question to be answered.

"I...I dont know." Dipper gasped. He struggled to get away, but Bill somehow used his powers to immobilize the boy. He gasped again, his breathing becoming unsteady, and his heart racing with terror and something else...something Dipper couldnt recognize. "Let me go..." He cried quietly.

Dipper started to whimper again, but was cut off by a set of warm, soft lips gently pressing against his own. A feeling of excitement ran through his blood, mixed with  confusion, and love, and terror, and who knew what else. Bill pulled away, licking his lips and fangs, grinning from ear to ear.

"Keep our little secret. And meet me back here tomorrow, same time." Bill whispered.

He disappeared, and Dipper was left alone, vulnerable to a mental freak out at any second. He managed to walk a couple hundred feet away from the center of the forest, knowing that if he passed out right where it could be seen that Bill was gone, he would be doomed. He made sure he got away from the center of the woods, stopping only when he knew it could not be seen from where he was. Sure enough, his mind went blank and his vision blurred as he felt his body falling sideways, and it hit the ground. Then everything went black.

Dipper woke up in his bed, in the attic, in the Mystery Shack. He sat up and all of his memories came flooding back. How Bill had broken out of his stone trance, and how they had kissed, and how he had to keep it a secret.

"You're up! I was so worried!" A female voice declared. Dipper turned to the side and saw Mable sitting right by the bed, smiling at her woken brother. When you didnt come home after a while, we went to search for you and found you unconisous and delirious in the woods! What happened?!"

"I...got tired." Dipper lied. His head fell back onto his pillow and he rolled over to where his body was facing the wall and his back faced his sister. He touched his fingers to his lips, breathing heavily, and accepting that he enemies mouth had been against his. "I'm going to go back to sleep. Wake me in the morning." Dipper managed to say before he curled up into a ball, losing himself in the constantly repeating scene of what had happened with Bill. After what felt like an eternity, he managed to fall asleep, a single tear falling from his eye.

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