How...How...H-How did we get ourselves so lost?

...And why did you start dating...

My sister?

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Dipper sat by the water, letting a storm hoard himself. A heavy downpour collided with his hat and clothes. With tears mixing with rain he wanted to feel some sort of affection keep him warm. Arms suddenly embraced him from behind as Dipper wiped his tears and waited for that recognizable voice.

    "...Hey," a groggy voice entered his ear. "...Why'd you leave me drowning in the flames of...hell?"

Dipper widened his eyes and fled away from his arms. "Y-You're back? But...you..."

Milo gently grabbed his chin and kissed him briefly. "I'm a demon, Dipper...You can't kill what is powerful..." He kissed him again, forcefully, but grunted in disapprovement. "Open your mouth," he mumbled against his skin.

Dipper began sweating and pursed his lips shut. He shoved him away and crawled to his feet. As he was about to leave Milo grabbed his arm. Dipper grunted and looked over his shoulder, seeing Milo's deformed skin. Hair on the back of his neck began standing straight as he saw the dripping blood from the peeled skin sew back together in a disgusting way. All of a sudden his hair dye changed to a brighter, neon blue. "From now you'll call me William. Because I'll be the newer Milo, not to mention Bill, for you..."

Dipper's heart skipped a beat for a moment while William held the back of his head and pushed him against a tree, kissing him lovingly. William...but why...why...why? Mournful tears trickled from the boy's face as he obliged into the kiss.

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The sunlight swept the clouds away. The sound of a belt being undone echoed through the empty plains.

    "Ah- Hng," Dipper grunted and gripped onto William's shoulders, bending his knees. "O-Out here?" he questioned.

William smiled and kissed his chin. "Nobody else is present except for me...and you..." He ran his hand under Dipper's shirt and sweater.

Dipper gulped and slapped him away. A stinging bruise was planted on Wil's cheek. The weak boy got to his feet and pushed past the demon, sifting past the forest. He snapped branches out of his way and winced while branches scratched his sweater.

He made it to the shack and busted through the window. He stood up wobbly and stared terrifyingly at Mabel and Bill. Both looked absolutely happy and felt love flow from one another.

Dipper nearly dropped to his knees and cried softly. "Bill!" he yelled angrily. "How...How did we get ourselves so lost? And why...did you start dating my sister?"

Bill gazed over at him with a friendly, non–flirtatious smile."Well, Dipper, I found love. And that's with Shooting Star."

   "But Bill!" Dipper sobbed out and cried more violently. "YOU'RE the one who nicknames me! YOU'RE the one who plays around with me! Y-YOU'RE, dare I say it...MINE!"

Bill tilted his head and shrugged. He snapped his fingers as what looked like a mind–controlled Soos came walking out from the kitchen. He picked Dipper up and started heading for the door.

    "SOOS YOU IDIOT, LET ME GO," demanded Dipper. Soos tossed Dipper out the shack and shut the door, beginning to repair the window. As soon as it was magically fixed in a clap Dipper rushed back to the door. As he touched the door knob he flinched away in pain. A violent–behavioured forcefield blocked his way.

Again Dipper attempted to stand but he fell to his knees once more.

    "But Bill..." Dipper shut his eyes tightly and felt huge gallons of tears flow down.

    "Be mine again..." He hugged himself and laid in the mud shamefully. What...What's this feeling? But no...i-it can't be...I can't recognize it...

    Is...Is this jealousy?

A/N: Sorry for a short chapter for such a long wait! I promise to make the next one longer!