#trixngulum

trixngulum Dipper peeked up from over the top of his book, his glare sharp and locked on the floating nuisance he had been plagued with and now goes by Dipper's 'guardian. It was 't as if the boy had any say in who got to be his guardian or anything. It was something he knew he would have to learn to accept, and adjust to it in time. However, months had passed, and one of the two always found a way to annoy each other easily. Dipper stared over at the demon, watching him with an impatient look as Bill was curiously looking around and rooting around Dipper's belongings in his bedroom. He shut the book after marking his page. "I realise you're my guardian or something, and that's a thing that we've both had to get used to- but honestly, do you have to be with me every second of the day? I'm trying to read. Could you stop digging through my stuff. Its distracting."