Hey-o! It's Natflash and CHRIST I HAVE BEEN AWAY FROM THIS FOR FAR TOO LONG.

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Title: Birthday Bash

Summary: Dipper asks the last person imaginable for advice for Wendy's birthday.

Rating: K+

*Warning! The following is Billdip. So… Yeah.*

Dipper needed help.

He was (somewhat) enjoying his cup of bad coffee (made by his Grunkle Stan, of course), when a messenger came in, saying it was Wendy's birthday. It was a good thing the coffee was bad, because then it was all over the floor.

He had spent all morning and afternoon looking for something he thought she'd like. Unfortunately, he found nothing, and it was evening when he raised the moon and retired to his chambers. He flopped onto his bed and groaned. "Orev, what do I do?"

The raven cocked his head in question. "I think I know someone who can help."

Dipper shot up like a rocket. "Really? W-Who?!"

"He's... all the way in Asia."

"Asia?"

"I travel much. Besides that, Master, there is another solution."

"Well, what is it?" Dipper sighed and stuffed his head into his silk pillow again.

"You could ask... him." Orev offered,

"Him?" Dipper questioned. "Who's hi... oh no, no no no no no! I am NOT summoning Bill!"

"Do you have any other choice?"

"I... I suppose not." Dipper admitted. "But if there's an abduction involved, I'm blaming you!"

Bill knew something was off about Moon Boy when he came in.

He was usually so afraid and startled when he saw the mind demon (with good reason – abducting his sister wasn't always something you see everyday. Thank goodness that mess was resolved.), but this summoning, he just stared at him blankly. Both just stared at each other silently, making the room fill with tension. Bill thought now would be a good time as any to just say something and avoid anymore awkwardness.

"Hey, Moon Boy! Why the long face?" He tried, and it worked - Dipper seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in and looked up at the yellow man.

"Bill..." He wavered. He could still back out of this if he wanted to. He contemplated it, and it was silent again for a moment. Bill gently lowered himself to the floor and knelt to meet the boy's face.

"Soooooo, why'dja summon me?"

"Oh! He he, r-right…" Dipper's face flushed as he remembered Bill was there. He awkwardly cleared his throat before speaking. "Well, um, Wendy is having a birthday soon, and I, uh –"

"You want to give her a present?" Bill filled in for him. As much as Moon Boy was interesting, he was awkward in pretty much everything else in life. Finding a present for someone was easy. Giving it to them was something else.

"Y-Yeah! I just thought how you could read minds, so you could maybe –"

"Say no more!" Bill proudly swept his arm and made a small, little blue orb appear. "I've already done that and got you a present to give to her! Of course, I would've gotten her a dragon toe and a nice margarita –"

"BILL!"

"Right! Sorry! K+ rating! Anywho, here ya go!" He happily dropped the little orb in the Prince's hand. "Don't you have something to say to me?"

"Oh, Uh…" Dipper only stared at the little crystal ball that was casually floating in his hands. Was this some kind of trick? Some bomb that would explode in his face? He wouldn't put it past Bill, but it didn't seem like that to him. He wasn't sure what to say except, "Thank you… I guess…" He certainly hadn't been expecting that.

"Pop it!"

"What?" Dipper stared at the demon, evidently confused. Bill only smiled and made a pushing motion with his finger, like he was ringing a doorbell.

"Pop it! The bubble!" Dipper got the picture, and hesitantly popped it. What was left was a brand new hatchet, with its bright red head and deep wood. Symbols from all sorts of languages rode up and down the handle, giving it an almost calloused feel. The Prince beamed as his wings spread in ecstasy.

"Bill, thank you! She'll love this!" As he happily threw his arms around the demon's chest. Whatever Bill was planning to say died in his throat for a moment.

Aside from Shooting Star, no one had ever really had any sort of physical contact (aside from the handshake he made when he made a deal.) with him. The feeling of being hugged by someone just felt so… so foreign to him. And –

What was with this weird tingly feeling in his chest? It felt the same with Shooting Star, but less… overpowering. It was comfortable but nice, like the feeling you get when you're surrounded by family and feel at home - a feeling that was raw within him. In all of this, he almost forgot to say "It's magically infused, so it's a lot more efficient, too."

Dipper stopped hugging the demon to look at the blade, which he just noticed had a dull, blue glow around it, making it shine. He suddenly seemed to remember something about Bill, as his eyes widened and he shot a suspicious glance at the demon.

"Wait, this is… uncharacteristically nice of you. What's the catch?"

Oh, right, that. Bill was going to let him off the hook just this once, but since he brought it up…

Bill only smiled more. "Expect a bloody deer head on your bed tonight."

"BILL!"

The demon's laughter was still ringing in his ears even after he left.

Phew! Done with that! Sorry this is so short (it's more of a drabble then anything ;;\_/) ), but I hope this satisfies for now!

And, yes, Bill managed to break the fourth fanfiction wall. He can do that.

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