I was standing on our balcony and angrily glaring out on the endless seeming sea. This was just what I needed now, really. Well done Bill, excellent. If you intended to ruin this vacation for good, you succeeded. Congratulations.

After I refused to give him the necklace a second time he basically dragged me out of the water and to the party, embarrassing me in front of everyone by loudly stating I had lied about my stomach.

Mabel threw a huge tantrum, as expected. She yelled at me I was a terrible friend who did not deserve her help and in their favour, it was better for me to stay away from boys my entire life. Dipper tried to calm her down while we were in public but he too was throwing me disappointed and hurt looks.

And here I was now, hair still wet from the pool and behind me the room with the Pines twins. Luckily the grunckles were already asleep so that they didn't get to know about what I had done just yet.

A single tear ran out of my eye and dropped into the sea that moved beneath the huge ship. I hated fighting of any kind and fighting with my best friends because of something so stupid as a damn karaoke event was even more depressing.

I wasn't even blaming it all on Bill anymore. I mean, of course he could've kept my secret or at least busted me in a more subtle and private way but what was I supposed to expect from a bratty demonic sadist who lived off the suffering he caused among humans? Bill was just Bill. It was me who had acted the wrong way today and this was apparently the prize.

"(Y/N)?" I suddenly heard a quiet voice at the balcony door and spun around. I was very surprised when I found it was Dipper who was carefully sticking his head through the not fully open door.

"Dipper... what are you doing here? I thought you were mad at me?" I asked, trying to wipe away the tears as discreetly as possible.

He finally stepped outside, his hair was messy and he was already wearing his sleepwear: A way too big tank top that was reaching down almost to his knees and baggy pants that used to belong to his dad and were too big as well. "I just wanted to check on you... You've been standing here for a whole hour and it's almost 1 am... Don't you want to come in already?"

He glanced behind him for a second. The room was dark. "Mabel is asleep already, in case you're worried about her..."

A wave of affection for him suddenly hit me. What he was doing right now was so sweet, he seemed to be honestly worried for me and I had almost forgotten how it felt to be treated this caringly. Sure, my parents both loved me, but they had little time and we didn't see each other that often. I was used to taking care of myself, and lately I found I had gotten used to Bill treating me like his favourite play toy either. But to hear and see someone honestly caring about me in this sweet way hit me harder than I thought it would. Especially now, when he was supposed to be angry at me.

"Aren't you mad anymore?" I carefully asked, taking the risk I might ruin this moment of peace we were having.

His face turned serious. "I am... actually." Dipper sighed. "Just what were you... I mean, why did you...?"

And then it all just spurted out of me. How much I hated singing in public and that Mabel would probably force me to sing because she wanted to set me up with Will – whom I was NOT interested in at all – and how I had panicked and lied, without any ill intention towards anyone. At the end of my little monologue I ended up crying again and Dipper looked completely contented. He was even more worried now since I was crying.

"I am so, so, so incredibly sorry... I wasn't thinking and I know that it was wrong, you have to forgive me, please!" I sounded more desperate than I wanted to.

When I felt Dipper hugging me I was pretty surprised but that was all the reply he gave me and somehow it was enough.

When I had finally stopped crying I dared to go inside. Dipper had stayed with me and we talked a little. He even told me he would've probably done the same in my situation.

Carefully, in order not to wake Mabel – or at this late hour invoke any possibly sleeping dream demons – I brushed my teeth and changed into my sleepwear. When I couldn't find my pyjama pants anywhere I shrugged it away and went to sleep in my panties. It's not like anyone would be seeing me anyway.

And because I had grabbed a random fresh one in the dark I ended up wearing that one pair I never wanted anyone to see me in. I don't even know how those pink, at least 10 years old worn out underpants with the ducky pattern had ended up in my suitcase but I was too tired to care.

I fell into my bed, that someone had generously extended for me – my guess was Dipper – and didn't even bother to cover myself with the blanket. It was smouldering hot anyway, who needed a blanket in the Caribbean? I felt myself drifting away to the land of dreams at last when a little voice only a few inches away from my ear made me almost scream out of shock: "That's some quality underpants you're wearing there, Moonstone! Why didn't you tell me you owned a pair like that earlier?"

I flipped around ready to shove my hand into his face and hit him so hard he'd never want to sleep in my bed again, which was his legal right as I remembered suddenly, but Bill was stronger than me. He literally pinned me to the bed with all his weight, his smug grin revealed his sharp teeth.

A-a-ah-ah, we're being a bad girl today, aren't we? First you lie to your friends, then you try to murder the very innocent demon who is rightfully entitled to sleep in your bed, in case you have forgotten!

Innocent? Pah! It's your damn fault Mabel is mad at me and now GET OFF OF ME YOU BASTARD OR I'M REALLY GOING TO TRY TO MURDER YOU!

It was pretty hard to not scream at him for real but waking Mabel was not worth it. Surprisingly Bill actually got off me and I quickly turned away only to find him hugging me from behind while resting his head in my neck.

My face flushed red and I tried to get away from him but he just giggled and held me even closer. I expected the usual heatwave that always followed a hug at temperatures like these but his body was surprisingly cool and even felt somewhat refreshing.

You're cold. I stated.

He laughed. Just admit it feels nice.

I was too tired to contradict. After a while I was on the brink of falling asleep again. Seems like Pine Tree isn't the only one who's getting to hug you tonight were the last words I heard before drifting away.