Bill grinned with his eye. "Think fast, kid! Agree to my terms, or we'll see what the other guy does to ya!"

The boy growled in frustration, before yelling. "Fine! What do you want?"

The triangle chuckled. "Only your soul!"

Dipper blinked, looking horrified.

"Just kidding, Pine Tree! Well... To get you outta here," Bill leaned in and whispered in Dipper's ear.

"No. Never again." The brunet shook his head. "Never!"

The triangle studied his nonexistent nails, silently. Dipper tilted his head, before he heard the loud footfalls, and his eyes widened. "Hear that, Pine Tree? He's after you. And only I can keep you safe now, kid! Unless you have a double death wish, or something!"

Dipper thought fast. "Fine." He stuck out his hand. "Take me home, Bill."

A sinister chuckle, before the dream demon took Dipper's hand, and their hands were enveloped in a blue fire.

And in a moment, there was one.

The Beast paraded around in Wirt's body like it was his own. Well, in a way, it was. He who held the lantern would hold the very soul of the Beast... And said beast decided he would be the one to hold his soul. Well, some of the time. Some of time, he would lean back, and just watch. Doing the task of gathering wood and grinding it into oil was exhausting, and for so very long had the Beast had others do it.

Lazy or not, he was in control now, rushing through the forest after his prey. Then he found him, on the ground, fast asleep. This confused him, but not for long. It was perfect.

The Beast raised a hand, and the Edelwood branches began to grow around the boy... Until they were blasted back in a golden light.

He rose, the fallen boy, pushing up from the ground. His eyes opened, and revealed yellow, with long, cat like irises. "Ah, Beasty! How's it been?"

The forest spirit let out a pained sigh, before it spoke in it's deep, monotone voice. "Bill."

"You guys are sooooo good at the guessing game!" The triangle laughed, jumping around in Dipper's body.

"Leave the boy. He is mine to turn into one of my trees." said the Beast, with a menacing glare.

Bipper shook his head. "No can do, BP! As much as I luv ya, this boy is mine. He made a couple of deals with me!"

The Beast gave him a glare, began to shake, and turned around quickly, cape whooshing behind him.

The shorter boy laughed. "Looks like your host is coming back, huh? You're weak. That's why you need all these new trees, your fire is dying out. Well... What if I could work my magic and fix that little issue?"

The taller one glanced back, curious. "We'll discuss it later, William."

To that name, Bipper groaned, and immediately after, passed out of exhaustion on the forest floor.