#oneeyedhunter

Dipper yelped, stotting straight up into the air before leaping forward a few feet and stumbling."What the heck was that for?" He whipped around to face Bill, tensed and ready to run.

"Go away Bill," Dipper groaned, the pounding in his head amplified by Bill's voice. "I'm not in the mood for this today." Maybe he did need some help but Dipper was far too stubborn to ask for it. All he needed to do was ignore his symptoms and power through it. 

Furrowing his brow, Dipper tried to stand on his shaking legs. He wasn't about to let some stupid bug get the best of him but another bout of vertigo had Dipper back on the ground again.

"Okay maybe I could use a little help."

5.“What are we?"

Dipper sat next to Bill in a pensive silence. He reflected their situation, it seemed almost wrong for the two of them to coexist in the manner that they did. Dipper was just prey, at least that's how he felt and still he was continually drawn back.