Bill

I smirked to myself, sitting on the edge of a cliff. I had been successful. The only way to remove the mark on Dipper's hand was to complete the summoning ritual. The only way to complete the summoning ritual was by letting the people the symbols stood for lay a hand on his shoulder or hug him or something. There wasn't any other way. I snapped my fingers, making an image of a frustrated and focused Dipper under the covers appear. I could see the gears turning in his mind, the way he bit his lip, how he mumbled ever so slightly to himself. Wait-I shouldn't be caring about those details. I should be enjoying and celebrating my victory! But I looked into Dipper's eyes, met with determination and anger and fear. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull my eyes away from him. It was entertaining to watch him think, but at the same time, felt awkward. I felt my cheeks heating up ever so slightly. Bill, there's no need to blush. It's not like your staring at a very hot guy right now...I narrowed my eyes, as if Dipper could see me. Oh, dear, I didn't even know this could happen!