5Oh. My. Gods. I am so, so, so incredibly sorry for the extremely unannounced wait.
However, if you are following me or this story, I must say, I'm kinda disappointed.
I have gotten a total of 1 review and that was a particularly nasty flame. It was a guest review, too.
So please, even if it's just once every 5 chapters, review. It means so, so much to me. Reviews keep me motivated and the reason I haven't been posting is because of lack of reviews.
ALSO I know that this one if VERY short but I'm writing a sequel so it will be a two-shot. Stay tuned for that in the coming days.
Without further ado, enjoy the story!
Dipper was exhausted.
He had stayed up all night working on an assignment that was due later today. He had run out of coffee, Mabel needed it all for her Mabel Juice, (seriously, how much caffeine was in that thing?) so he couldn't wake himself up. He had resorted to making a sandwich.
"Ham...cheese...butter… mustard…"
As he squirted the mustard out of the bottle, it made a weird pattern on the bread.
He looked up to see a yellow-eyed humanoid with fangs on his bench.
The demon thing looked stunned as Dipper shook his head. Maybe this was a hallucination? He hadn't gotten any sleep in the last two or three days, so that made sense.
Still, he silently put the sandwich together and put it on a plate. He gave it to the demon.
"Thank you."
The demon smiled and was gone.
-LINE BREAK-
"Hey, Dipper! Did you finish your assignment? I did! It looks soooo good!"
Dipper was still exhausted, but now he was confused as well. What was the deal with that demon? Sure, he was insanely sleep deprived but it couldn't have been a hallucination, because the plate was gone. Mabel was babbling about how good her project was, but Dipper was zoned out.
-The Next Day-
Dipper was nervous. He was getting his Math test results back and it was a really important one.
"Dipper, you did excellently. Well done." Dipper opened his eyes.
He had a 97%?
"Dipper's grade was the highest, congratulations! Sam, Grenda and Carrie, come see me after class." Dipper was shocked. Did this have something to do with the demon?
-3 days later-
Dipper was making another sandwich.
Ham...cheese...butter...mustard…
The mustard fell in the same pattern as before.
He looked up.
The demon was back.
"Um, hello. I'm Dipper. Who the hell are you."
I hope you enjoyed this very short story.
Don't forget to review, really it takes maybe 30 seconds out of your day and means so much to me.
Also, if you're bored, I recommend reading A Prince's Birthday by Mitsukichan-Art. It's a really good BillDip fic, so if you are into slow-burn romances, slavery, royalxslave and angst, I highly recommend it. Go check it out!
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