#eldritch!bill

Dipper had been training until the afternoon had begun to fall in the picturesque forest, the orange rays of sunset painted the landscape, announcing the forest creatures that the night would come.

Walking to his small home in the mountains, he was surrounded, these monsters were kind of wild boar with humanoid form. They attacked right and left, Dipper had managed to damage them but even with injuries, they continued fighting was as if they did not have a shred of reasoning in their minds. Only wildness.

It was then that one of them hit him from behind leaving him off guard. Four of them took down his neck and arms. The biggest, apparently the leader, took his knee and tore the cloth of his pants, leaving his leg exposed.

Clearly remembered as one of the fangs of those monsters had embedded in his leg, drawing blood. It was his piercing scream that drew Bill to the scene. Dipper will never forget that day.

When his scream finished echoing in the forest, the place was silent for a moment and again be filled with the terrifying roar of a beast. Only then Dipper knew that these creatures had no salvation.

One of the wild boars monsters shrieked and pointed his finger at a point in the sky; At least now he knew they had some emotions than a voracious appetite for human and raw meat.

A silhouette approaching flying quickly to where they were and falling on the forest floor, leading several trees around it. The wild boars viewed the horrifying dragon's body.

The dragon was golden as if it were made of gold and bathed in the rays of the sun, a pair of giant wings that could leave them in darkness, the golden dragon had six plump and heavy legs with a single footstep he could create an earthquake, they were as dangerous as the claws that were shown, sharp as swords. The tail, like the whole body seemed dangerous, sharp scales that could cut you in two if they hit you, ending in a deadly tip that could pierce and give you end in seconds. Although what terrified the wild boar was the face of the creature, the dragon had two jaws, one above the other, dangerous and pearl fangs glowed in the dark caverns, each had a tongue, red as blood and too long, saliva dripping from fangs. The most terrifying was the only eye was in the middle of the forehead, having a total view of his surroundings.

Bill was an abomination for monsters but for him, the eldritch dragon was the most amazing, fascinating and beautiful.

With fear the monsters pigs forgot Dipper and ran deep into the depths of the forest.

The demon had been sleeping, as usual, waiting for his mate returned from his training. The little elf wanted to be just as powerful as him in magic, so since the Sun appeared to noon, his elf came to train and come back when it's time to eat, then they could talk and continue their journey, they always traveling, they never stayed in one place. But noon came and his elf had not returned, sometimes this was nothing new, Pine Tree was very forgetful time. The demon doubted anyone would dare to harm his elf. The beautiful creature had his essence through his body. Oh well, that thought when he heard his mate's piercing cry. The air suddenly smelled blood. Bill's mind went off and let his instincts come out, changing his human body to his true form.

When Bill saw Pine Tree on the forest floor, blood dripping from his leg and being touched by these despicable creatures, Bill's rage increase.

Dipper watched the monsters running. Was useless, the elf thought, there was nowhere to run when Bill was upset and in his true form.

The eldritch dragon took with his mouth, taking care with fangs, his elf placing him in a strong and thick branch thereby preventing that some dirty and repulsive creature damaged him. The smell of blood again flooded his nostrils, a dangerous growl escaped him, later he would heal Pine Tree's wound, now he had to make those bastards pay.

Dipper saw his mate turn back into the woods and start his hunt. Well, Dipper now only have to cook for him.

The first screech came after he finished his first thought. Dipper quickly covered his ears strongly when others shrieks appeared in the forest. He hated this, when Bill was hunting, he always played with his food.

The shrieks disappeared and the elf discovered his ears, listening to footsteps coming toward him. The dragon had appeared again, his claws were covered with blood like some golden scales. Ugh, Dipper thought, now I have to give him a bath.

The dragon turned toward him and with the same care as last time, he left Dipper back on the floor. His eye focused on the wound that was on Pine Tree's leg. It was time to cure him.

Dipper felt tickled when Bill's tongue slid across his wound, removing the blood from his leg. The elf let out a little moan when he felt the other tongue slip between his pants.

“I do not think this is the time, Bill.” Dipper spoke, making the dragon lift his face until his eyes met his, tongues back in their mouths and the dragon produced a frustrated sound.

The dragon pulled off him and he saw the dragon's saliva began to heal his wound.

“Are you still hungry?” Bill's voice echoed in his head.

When he was in his true form he was unable to speak for what he and the elf had a telepathic connection.

“I doubt be hungry after listening to you chew your dinner, breakfast and lunch.” Dipper stood, checking if his leg hurt but no Bill's saliva had taken effect again.

The elf felt the dragon's head tapping against his shoulder, Dipper giggled and pressed his forehead to the bridge of Bill's nose

“It is impolite to play with your food.”

“I do it to you every night.” The dragon snorted.

Dipper clucked.

“We'd better go.” Bill said, pulling out his tongue and sliding down Dipper's cheek.

“Are you worried?” Dipper off Bill's tongue of his cheek and walked the eldritch body to climb on his back, “That's something you do not see every day.”

“Yeah, well, those pigs were only crawlers, if we continue down this forest we meet a whole herd and I'm already bored of bacon.”

Dipper sighed shaking his head, hundreds of years alongside Bill Cipher and the demon was still a mystery to solve.

“And where do we go?”