(This is the last chapter! Who's ready??? ...Not me.)
Your Beauty, Your Beast
Chapter Eight
(Dipper)
I smile at the ring on my finger.
"Morning Pinetree!" Bill says, hugging me from behind.
His lips kiss my neck and leave yet another hickey.
"Mmm~ My Pinetree~" He hums.
"I love you~" he adds.
I turn around and kiss him.
"As much as I love you... we have a kingdom to run," I say as I press a finger against Bill's pursed lips.
"Aww..." he says sadly.
He pulls me onto his warm body and smiles.
"They can wait a little longer..." Bill says, pressing our lips together.
I guess the citizens can wait...
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(Bill)
Pinetree is so perfect.
What did I do to deserve him?
I sigh as Pinetree falls asleep on my chest.
I watch his chest rise and fall and feel his heart beating.
He's so adorable.
Sure, it's almost ten o'clock, but I worked him pretty hard.
I don't blame him for sleeping.
"Masters? ... The people have been waiting for an hour!" Mabel shouts.
"Shh!" I hush, rubbing Pinetree's back.
"Sorry... but you two should get up. The people are becoming annoyed."
I sigh and nod.
"We'll be out in a few minutes."
"Thank you."
I kiss Pinetree's lush lips, waking him up.
"Ugh... What time is it?" He groans.
"A little after ten."
He sits up and then winces.
"Firstly, why did you push me so hard? Secondly, oh my gosh! We're late to be-"
I hold his hands.
"I know... but the people understand."
He sighs and stands up.
"Why is my body so sore?!" He complains.
"Well..."
I stand up behind him and transform into my Monster Form.
I wrap all of my arms around him and smile.
"Because I love you, Pinetree!" I yell, pulling both of us onto the bed.
"Bill! I'm trying to get ready!"
"Not letting you go yet!"
"Bill!"
"Pinetree!"
We both laugh and eventually get ready to address the people.
"Bonjour les citoyens! Aujourd'hui est le début d'une nouvelle ère, le début de la meilleure ère! Ce sera... L'époque d'or!!!" I cheer in French.
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