Dipper
I woke up the next morning to find I was being spooned by non other than Bill Cipher. I was just fucked by him to. What will my Grunkles think?! Eh who cares. I loved every second of it.
I could feel Bill breathing on me and I knew he was smirking.
I know he likes being in my mind when I sleep and when I'm awake. But he mainly gets his ideas from my dreams.
Then breaking the silence of our breathing, I sneezed. Bill shot up looking at me worried that I was sick.
I shitting sneezed like a kitten.
What Bill said next was either to piss me off or just give me a cute nickname.
"Are you okay, Kitten?"