Third persons POV

•Time Skip•1Week•
•Bills House•

Bill stroked his pet gently relishing the peacefulness of his home. He sat on a comfortable nest like chair on the porch , a small smile appearing in his face.

The past week has been wonderful , he and his Pinetree had multiple bonding times. Though they had small debates. Even in this form he still had his intelligent brain and defiant personality.

Of course he hasn't told his beloved that he knows who he truly is, but he's been planning on it since last night. Now he had to wait for that perfect time to tell him.

The only problem was does his little Pinetree remember? Based of his attitude towards Bill he most likely didn't and that dampened his mood a bit. Still he knows that he'll remember. Someday.

Still, why a cat? He knew his father was the one who reincarnated his beloved. His Father was powerful enough to reincarnate his beloved into human, Bill mentally sighed. Sometimes his father had a sadistic streak, I mean he is Death. He could practically see him in his mind saying that ' Let's see what your going to do in this situation.' for his own amusement, Mother really needs to put his Father on a leash sometimes, she is the sister of the King of Hell.

Well... ,Bills thoughts trailed of, I think it's time to give dear ol' mother and father a visit. Oh how he was dreading it. Though it was fun to make fun of his cousin, Tom Lucitor... But the dream demons trail of thought was cut off when his eyes drooped along with his head swishing up and down till he fell into the peacefully dark abyss of sleep.

Dipper laid comfortably on a soft and warm surface but still he felt half of his body dropping from the slope like surface. The teen turned kitten opened his eyes only to see the front lawn and thick twists of trees. He looked down only to see cloth, he turned to the opposite direction to see Bill dozing off a peaceful smile on his face.

He tried getting up to stretch his sore limbs only to flop back down with a weight on his back. His gaze strayed on the area which he then huffed at. He tried wiggling out of the grip , which fortunately for him worked. Unfortunately when he got out he then slipped down towards the floor , he closed his eyes as he fell underside first.

Letting out a distressed meow , Dipper mentally groans. He napped his eyes open only to face the dirt covered shoe of his demonic owner, glad that Bill hadn't been woken up by the semi-loud thud

Once he had finally found his momentum Dipper padded on the floor towards the slightly open door. When he got inside he tilted his he nuzzle towards the hanging wall clock in the corner.

12:13 pm

Lunch already?

Was his immediate response in his head. Swallowing he looked back to Bill , thinking if he should wake up the sleeping demon or not. But then he chose against his idea of waking Bill up, he thinks that he deserve a rest once in a while right. This new human body seems to function like any normal person.

With that thought in mind, the little kitten wondered the house aimlessly not a destination in thought, his head filled with the memories for the last week. A small cheshire smile appeared slowly on him face, joyful that maybe just maybe, he was seeing something that would make his great uncle Ford eyes bobble. A demon acting so human, with feelings.

Sometimes he wondered if Bill was ever going back to the evil and sadistic, not that he not both of those now, he just toned those personalities down a little.

Unknown to him danger was lurking nearer than he expected.

Meanwhile Bill was woken up by the lack of warmth and weight on his thigh. Eyes wide open ,he stood up looking around frantically for his missing kitten. He panicked when he saw that his feline was not anywhere in the front lawn.

He turned and noticed that the door was slightly open. He then assumed that somebody had broke into their house and somehow snatched his beloved. Bill sprinted inside looking everywhere, but he sighed in relief as he heard a faint meow and the lack of hurrying footsteps. Upon entering the living room he plopped down on the sofa beside his dazed kitten.

Dipper blinked in surprise as he felt the weight dropping beside him. He felt bring picked up and turned to face Bill.
Who had a gleeful expression with an undercurrent of relief displaying on his face, why? But with that last thought the felines eyes widened, he knew exactly why, he felt guilty and didn't bother hiding hiding it from Bill.

Bill noticed the guilty look on his kittens face and shook his head. "Hey... It's ok you didn't mean it." Bill smiled." Actually I had something to tell you." Gone was the guilty look on his face and was replaced by a curious expression.

" I'll be leaving for a few hours and you will be house sitting." Bill stated , but when noticing the scrunched up expression the other was emoting he tried to explain," I know you want to go with me" he paused thinking of a proper" Its not like I don't want you to , you can't. This place in going is not exactly for mortals , and I think they don't have a protection big enough for your head" he whispered the last part quickly and swiftly , which dipper did not catch.

Understanding , the young feline nodded.

" Ok, I'll be leaving in now because the sooner I leave the sooner I get home. Sorry for the short notice."

Hesitantly dipper nodded, he wasn't sure where Bill was going but he could guess that it was somewhere there are demons. It could be the nightmare realm, Hell, and other demonic dimensions he didn't know. He knew that bill would keep his destination a secret , and that was a fact.

Bill set the kitten down and was about to snap his fingers before a thought invaded his mind.

Why? was all dipper could manage to ask.

With a devious smirk that promised pain Bill answered.

" Well I've got to give a small chat with a certain relative"

With that he snapped his fingers, his ominous presence disappearing. Dipper sighed as he felt the unfamiliar entity of silence. Usually Bill was there to fill the silence, huh, funny how Dipper relied on Bill so much to fill the lonely silence with his lack of voice other than the occasional meows. Bill had been by his side never leaving , except only the occasional short distances like from the living to the kitchen.

Without Bill here he had absolutely no one to talk to.

Dippers eyes drooped slowly slipping back into into unconsciousness with one last thought.

I hope Bill comes home soon...