Dipper flopped into his bed- bone tired from chasing that dang Hell Hound down. “Bill are you sure it was a good idea to let Lazy Susan know about you?”
“Don’t worry about it Pine Tree- its not like we had much of a choice anyway.” The demon shrugged and tugged at the collar or Dipper’s jacket.
“Hey hey what are you doing?” Dipper say up again and Bill pinned a golden triangle- a little bigger than the one he had given to Lazy Susan and had a brick pattern that her’s didn’t.
“What is this for?”
“We told that fleshbag-”
“Don’t call her that.”
Bill glared at him. “We told her you are my ‘follower’, so of course you should have a pin like the one I gave her. Speaking of its time for you to go to bed- I have to take care of her dreams now- give her something really nice so she believes us.”