15- My Demon and Me

                                    

                                          
Dipper's POV
"Addar Cipher-Pines! Put down the raccoon, it's time for dinner!" I call out to mine and Bill's four-year-old son. He was out playing in the garden while I cooked dinner.
Bill chuckled and snaked his arms around my waist, watching with me as Addar brought the small, fluffy creature back to where he found it.
"I keep telling you, we should get him a pet," he said.
"Are you going to take care of it? I told you; he can have a pet when he's older and has a better grasp on his powers. He just got over accidentally squeezing the last one to death."
"It was just a little fish."
"It was an alligator."
"Same thing."
I chuckled, "no it's not." We looked over as Addar ran inside, covered in dirt and scratches. "I'm guessing it took a while for the raccoon to like you?" He nodded, a huge grin on his face. "Alright, well how about Dad gives you a bath while I finish up dinner?" Bill kissed my cheek before walking over to Addar, scooping him up into his arms and carrying him off towards the bathroom.
"Let's go, my little demon."
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"Addar, the spaghetti goes in your mouth, not on your clothes." I said with a chuckle, wiping sauce from his face with a napkin. "Can you try to stay clean this time? You just had a bath." He nodded, being extra careful with his next bite.
"Okay, Papa!"
I watched as he still got sauce everywhere, but just slower this time. Still, I'll let him think he was doing better. I patter the top of his head, ruffling his light brown hair. "What are you going to do with you?"
As dinner concluded, it was time to get Addar to bed. It was Bill's turn to clean up. I picked Adder up and carried him to his bedroom. setting him on his bed before pulling out three different options for pajamas.
"Okay buddy, which ones do you want. Dinosaurs, kitties, or foxes?" He looked at his options and thought for a moment before pointing to the cat pajamas. I nodded, "kitties it is." I got him changed and handed him his favorite shark plushie before covering him up. I turned on his nightlight, which casted stars onto the ceiling. Bill walked in shortly after. We both gave him a kiss on the forehead and said goodnight before exiting his room, cracking the door.
We made our way to our own room, changing into pajamas as well before I collapsed into the bed. Bill smirks and leaned over me, both his hands on either side of my head.
"Sooooo, what to do with the rest of our night?" He asked. I chuckled and pushed him off.
"Sleep, that's what."
He sighed, laughing as well, "perhaps another night, then." 
"Check back in with me tomorrow," I said, pulling him down next to me and pulling the blanket over us. He lied on his back, and I placed my head on his chest. He rubbed my arms and kissed my forehead.
"What did I do to deserve you?"
"Nothing, and you don't need to do anything either."
"Oh, so I don't need to cuddle you, then?" He asked, pulling his arm away. I grabbed his wrist and pulled it back down.
"Move your hand and you won't get to have your fun until next month."
He chuckled, kissing my lips. "As you wish, my queen."
The End