25 Year's Old? You Need A Pressent!

"Pinetree~!"

"What?"

"I got a surprise for you~!"

"Why?"

"Cuz I want you to be happy~!"

That was 12 years ago. I'm 24 now. Bill never told me what he wanted to give. He only told me to wait until I was 25. My birthday is tomorrow. I was scared and curious. Maybe their would be a head in it or something?! You never knew it with Bill. The box is big enough for a head....

"Dipper... Don't be silly..." I said to myself. Bill would never put a head in a box, right? Wait, who am I kidding... It would smell bad if it really was a head.

"Bill... Why wait so long...?" I wishpered and looked back at the box on my bed. "What could be inside..."

I ticked on my chin with my index finger. Why would Bill even give me something? Does he really care about a "flesh bag"? Does he care about mé?

"He wouldn't..." I wishpered and sat next to the box. I shaked the box and I heared a light noise. What could it be...? I looked at the clock, 09.30. I should probebly go to sleep.

=! TIME SKIP !=

I slowly waked up from a weird sound down stairs. I softly bit my lip. What could it be? An animal? A bad-guy? .... Bill?

"Don't be silly, Dipshit..." I wishpered slowly. I looked at the box infront of my feet. What could it be...?

"It's my birthday.... So I can open it, right?" I murmered, looking at the box with small eye's.

"Bill.... I'm going to kill you if it's empty." I said, making my hands into fists. I sat and toke the box into my hand's. A flash of bright yellow was the only thing I saw for 2 seconds.

"What the Hell, Bill?" I mumered, looking at my window.

Nothing.

Closet?

Nothing.

Badroom?

Nothing.

"I give up..." I wishpered and opened the box. A letter. I slowly toke the letter out of the box and looked at it. Bright yellow.

"Ofcourse." I said, rolling my eye's. I turned the letter around and opened it.

"Dear Dipper,
I know, you hate me. Even when you're 25. You think no one can change, but I swear, I did. You don't believe me? That's your problem. I have a few thing's to say:

1. You're perfect.

2. I'm in love with you.

3. Forget what I just said.

4. I'm giving you a present, just walk down the stair's.

See ya around, Pinetree.

~Bill"

I looked with wide eye's at the letter. Bill was down stairs?! I looked around, worried. I slowly stood up and change clothes. I was scared. Really scared. I opened the door and heared the dream demon softly swear. I panicked and tryed to be really quiet.

"Bill?" I wishpered, walking down the stair's, really, really slow. I heared a loud cuckle and some more footstep's.

"Bill?" I wishpered again, slowly opening the kitchen door.

There he was. He smiled brightly at me and walked up to me.

"Heya, Pinetree. You didn't change a bit!" he said, smiling.

"I don't like change's..." I wishpered back.

"I know, but I don't care. Did you read the letter?"

"Yes."

"What'cha think about it? It took me forever..."

"I hate it."

Bill looked at me, heartbroking. It didn't bother me a bit. I hated him too much.

"Anyhow, I'm gonna give you your pressent~!" he said, smirking. It scared the living crap out of me. His smirk was deathly. He walked closer to me, and his smirk was getting creepier and bigger by the steps he took.

"Why that smi-" I couldn't finish my sentence because Bill slowly kissed me. For some reason, I kissed back. Was Bill forcing me to kiss him? No, he wouldn't do that.... Right? I quickly pulled away and walked away.

"Wait, Pinetree!" Bill screamed and followed me.

"NO! Why would I?! You are only doing this because you want that darn book! Let me tell you this: I burned it down." I screamed back, angerly. I díd love Bill, I just never noticed it. But Bill did this for that stupid book.

"What? Would you think I would wait this long until I could get the book? I want yóú, and not that stupid book."

"What?!" I turned around, facing Bill.

"I want yóú to be mine." he wishpered, looking right into my eye's. I blushed and looked away.

"Why are you saying this?" I asked.

"'Cus I love ya, Pinetree~!"

"Why?"

"'Cus you're an interisting flesh-back!"

"....."

"Don't say you don't love me!"

"I didn't say that..."

"So you love me?"

"Yes."