LE TITLE BASICALLY MEANS 'THE DAY OF HEARTS' SPECIAL'

BECAUSE I'M A GIGANTIC DORK

I REGRET NOTHING

(Actually, I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to write this because...uhhh...religion, but I don't think it's that bad to do so)

Okai, it's not entirely related to the story

But it is???

Meh whatevs

Bill: HEY! I NEVER AGREED TO YOU POSTING THIS!

Me: Hehe, you forgot to mention that in our deal *clears throat* You read nothing

Anyway, I don't own the characters, just the story

Soooo...ONWARDS AOSHIMAAAAAA!!!!!

*fistbumps Mabel*

     "WHAT DID YOU PLAN FOR (Y/N)!!!"

     Bill flinched away from the phone. Though summer was over and the twins were back in California, they still connected with Team Mystery Shack (hehe) when they could. And right now, the once-always triangular dapper dream demon was talking with his previous enemy.

     "Sheesh, Shooting Star. Can you be any louder?" he said in a sarcastic tone. Though he no longer actually used his self-made nicknames for the twins, he used it from time to time for fun or joking.

     "ACTUALLY YES I CAAAAANNN!!!" Mabel answered, shouting louder this time, making Bill nearly drop the phone. He could even hear Dipper's voice in the background, yelling at Mabel to lower the volume.

     "Okay back on the topic, Bill. Did you get (Y/N) anything? Plan something?" she asked, a bit more serious--you can never really tell with Mabel--this time.

     "Why? What's the occasion?" Bill asked, and he could almost see Mabel roll her eyes and slap her hand on her face when he heard a smack.

     "It's flippin' VALENTINE'S DAY TOMORROW!!!" Bill froze. Oh. "You damned demon, you say you know lots of things but you can't even remember Valentine's?!"

     "What do you think I can do for her? These stuff were never in my line of business," he spoke in a hushed voice, checking around for (Y/N).

     "With (Y/N), honestly, I ain't that sure. She seems like one who'll appreciate a day together."

     "Yeah, I can agree with you on that."

     "Oh my gosh, this is embarrassing. I actually don't know, for once, what to do for someone on Valentine's." If Bill could see her right now, he was sure she'd be red from shame.

     "Oh, dear gold, I gotta go. (N/N)'s right around the corner. Thanks, Mabel," Bill said, hurriedly putting the phone down as his princess arrived at the room.

     "Hiya Bill! Who was that?" she asked with a smile. Bill quickly put on one too.

     "Just Mabel." He knew he needed to consult a friend. And soon.

*****

     The Author was just lounging around, reading stuff when a loud and obnoxious noise interrupted her tranquility. She grunted, but answered the screaming phone, nonetheless.

     "Bonjour! Who's this?"

     "You know." Her slight grimace immediately turned into a wide smile when she recognized the voice.

     "To what do I owe the honour, Sir William," she said in a cheerful tone, clearly mocking her caller.

     "I need your help. And quick."

     "(Y/N) doesn't know about this call, doesn't she?" she hummed. She was met with silence and she took that as a yes. "You're calling me with your...'demonic bezzazle,' aren't y'a?" she pressed on, making small gestures with her hands as her phone floated near her, on speaker.

     "You caught me. But I need to meet you, and reeeaal quick. How does 3 p.m. at Greasy's Diner sound?" the sort-of embarrassed (but never going to admit it) demon asked.

     The Author whined. "You're making me waste an utterly good vacation at Paris right now, but anyway, anything for a good friend. See y'a!" she said then hung up. Standing up, she grabbed her ponytail and tied her hair in a messy bun. She changed from her pj's to a black tee with this written on it;

SAR - CASM

NOUN

Your body's natural defense against stupid since murder is illegal.

-and a pair of dark jeans. She put on her favorite pair of combat boots and threw on her plaid shirt, leaving the buttons unbuttoned. Satisfied with her outfit, she entered her TARDIS and went to their meeting place, 'parking' it just a bit behind the trees. Seating on one of the booths and finding out she was thirty minutes early, she waited for her companion to arrive. (OH MY GLOB SO MUCH DETAIL AHHAHAHHA)

*****

     "Late."

     "Hey! I said T-H-R-E-E P.M."

     "Whatever, Ciphy Cup," Author stated, laughing at her own pun. Bill just grunted as he sat down.

     "Still addicted to Melanie Martinez, I see." Bill said. Soon enough, a large stack of pancakes arrived, along with two slices of cherry pie. Two glasses of water were also included. The Author thanked Lazy Susan as she set down the order.

     "Hey, you gonna eat all that?"

     "Pancakes are yours, silly. So, down to business, what is it?"

     "Before we talk, can I call you by a name? 'Author' is annoying."

     "Demanding. Whatevs, call me Marinet-no wait, just call me Mari (please catch that reference, please catch it XD). And nope, that ain't my name," 'Mari' said, taking a bite out of her pie.

     "That was unfair. We held up our bargain," Bill said with a pout before taking a bite out of his own food. (You'll understand this in the future.) "Anyway, it ain't important now. Straight to the point: what do you think can I get (Y/N)-or do for her anyway-for tomorrow?"

     Mari nearly choked on her food. She didn't know if she was to be annoyed or laugh. "You, *cough cough* the great Bill Cipher, is asking me what to do for a girl on Valentine's?! HILARIOUS!" she said, followed by a series of laughter and banging of her fist on the table. 

     "Oi, keep it down, will you? People are looking," Bill said, nervously glancing around with a blush on his face that could rival Wendy's hair (sorry not sorry...I could have put Ladybug's outfit but WHATEVS). He took a sip of his water.

     "Get laid." Bill spurt out the water from his mouth to the face of his companion. Said companion wiped her face nonchalantly with a handkerchief. "Gross, William, gross."

     "HOW WOULD YOU EXPECT ME TO REACT?!" Bill shouted, standing up before immediately plopping back down on his chair when people turned to look at him.

     "Let's finish our food and take a walk in the woods, eh?"

*****

     "So, now that we can actually talk, what did you have in mind?" Mari asked Bill, purposely smirking while saying 'have in mind.' Bill just groaned at his friend's antics.

     "To be honest, I don't know," said the demon, hanging his head in shame. 

     "Wait, do you know that space resto that overlooks the Veil Nebula? The one near Darillium?" Mari asked. (DOO WEE DOOOOO, DOO WEE DOOOOO)

     "The one I met you at years ago?"

     "Oh! ABOOOUT thaat. We never actually met. False memory~ But yeah, there," she said, doing a gesture that strongly resembled jazz hands. Bill stared at her in bewilderment. He never knew the limit of her abilities, let along she could do that to a dream demon, for gold's sake.

     "Hey, what do you know. I could take her there for dinner, then do some stargazing at Darillium," Bill stated with a smile. "Thanks!" he said, squishing Mari in a hug.

     "Yo-you're fudging choking me!" she exclaimed and he let go with a smirk. 

*****

     It was that day. 'Finally!' Bill thought with a smile. (Y/N) quickly noticed his good mood and asked him if something was up.

     "We're going out for dinner later," he announced with a smile. (Y/N) was quite surprised. She didn't think Bill would be interested in celebrating the day Eros wreaked havoc upon the Earth. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, grinning.

     Stanford got up from the couch, muttering something along the lines of 'I think I'm gonna be sick,' but his small smile said otherwise.

     "Love you, Bill," (Y/N) muttered, resting her head on his shoulder.

     "Love you too, (N/N)."

*****

     The dress and the note were staring the demigod in the face. 'Put it on and I dunno, do magic stuff?' Bill's scribbling on the note said, and (Y/N) stared at the midnight blue gown in front of her. It was the first thing she saw when she got out of the shower. (See external link for da dress XD change the color if you want) The daughter of Hecaté sighed, but started to get dressed, nonetheless.

*****

     "Hey (N/- woah, don't you look nice, kiddo," her dad said proudly with a smile. She responded with a bitch face, however, her lips were slightly upturned at the edges.

     "Well, this is Bill's fault. Speak of the demon, where is he?" she asked with a smile.

     "Gonna go get him now, you go wait in the couch, sweetie."

     "Thanks, Dad," she replied with another smile.

     Soon enough, Bill came striding into the room, sporting a tailcoat over a white dress shirt under a yellow vest. He donned his ever-famous bowtie. He held a bouquet of deep blue unnamed flowers in one hand, which he handed over to his darlin' (pardon my fangirling).

     "Why thank you," (Y/N) said with a small curtsy and a laugh. Bill beamed at her.

     "Shall we, My Lady?" Bill gestured at her, holding his arm out. (Y/N) linked her arm in his.

     "We shall~"

*****

     (Y/N) gasped in awe at her surroundings. It was all so beautiful.

     "Oh Hades's underpants, this is fantastic! Bill, you didn't have to," she said, smiling brightly at him and giving him a playful slap on the arm. The couple were seated at a table outside the restaurant's main building.

     "Of course I had to," he stated, smiling back at her as he took a hand of her in his. No matter how long they had been together, she would still blush at some of his actions. After they ate dinner, they took a stroll in the space garden of the resto. Continuing to gaze at the nebula and stars around them, the demigod was oblivious to Bill taking out a small box.

     "Hey, (Y/N)?"

     "Yesh, Bill?" she asked, diverting her gaze from the cosmos to the demon she grew to love.

     "Marry me?" 

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A/N: okay just kidding it's not yet done

     "Marry me?" Bill proposed, kneeling down on one knee, holding up the ring. By now, (Y/N) was sure she would have fainted already. "I-I know it's not much of a proposal statement, but anyway, I was trying to come up with something nice, probably even a speech, but it just didn't seem to work for me, then I just blur-" his rambling was cut off by a kiss.

     "Oui, you damned demon," (Y/N) replied, tears of joy brimming her eyes as she kneeled down in front of him, latching herself unto him. Bill felt himself laugh breathlessly, finally glad to have a weight off his shoulder. The love of his ultra mega long life had said yes to him.

     "I love you, Bill Cipher."

     "And I love you too, (Y/N) Pines-Cipher."

EPILOGUE

    "Wait...I HEARD THAT!"