~The next day~
~(Y/N)'s POV~
Can't believe I'm going back there to see that dream demon...
I also got some food for him. Just a sandwich since I don't know what he eats. I was also visibly limping and everyone was asking me what had happened. I didn't tell them anything and just went upstairs.
I walked to where I first found him. I looked around.
"Boo."
I yelped and leaped back, hurting my ankle in the process. I looked up to see... a floating person?
"Nice to see you again, (y/n)." He smirked and put a hand out towards me.
'How does he know my name?' I asked myself.
"Because I'm an 'all-seeing' dream demon." He said, adding air quotation marks. "This is my human form."
"Oh..." I muttered.
'It's him...'
"What is that supposed to mean? I help you just because I'm bored and this is the thanks I get?" He crossed his arms and looked away.
'I already said thanks. Here's your food.' I thought and gave him the food that I nearly dropped.
He looked at it.
"What? It's a sandwich." I said.
"Well, I know that! But, why is it... square?"
I facepalmed. "It's bread! It's either a circle or square!"
He still didn't eat it.
"Are you discriminating against squares and circles?"
"Of course... it's not triangular."
I deadpanned. "Do you want me to cut it in half?"
He looked at me, intrigued.
'I'll take that as a yes...' I thought. I grabbed my pocket knife and cut the sandwich into triangles.
He looked like he had seen a ghost as he watched me closely.
"There," I said and put my pocket knife away.
He looked at the sandwich closely. He picked one half up and ate it.
"What masterpiece is this...?" He asked quietly.
"It's... just a (ham/veggie) sandwich," I shrugged. (For those vegetarians out there!)
"It's beautiful..."
"O...kay. I'm just gonna let you enjoy that."
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It was evening and time for me to go back.
"Well, I have to get back. See you tomorrow, Bill." I said and stood up.
"Right... I'll see you tomorrow." He said.
I walked away back to the mystery shack.
'I wonder if I should tell the others about him...' I thought. 'Hm... no, Dipper wouldn't let me see him again. Wait, why would I care?'
I obviously don't care. Don't care whatsoever.