🧢| You and Dipper were considerably close— able to trust each other, following the other blindly. It was sweet in a way, but at the same time, got to the level of stupidity at times.

And then Bill Cipher ruined it.

You knew Dipper was wary when it came to him— you couldn’t blame him, getting possessed by a demon was sure to scar a twelve year old. You’d helped him through panic attacks, and being naive, assumed you could help him through this too.

When the two of you had gotten into an argument involving Bill, you tripped over your words, accidentally referring to Dipper as Pine Tree.

“What did you just call me?” Dipper asked, a hint of shakiness behind his voice, a hand on the memory gun. He narrowed his eyes at you, obviously assuming Bill had possessed you.