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Bill couldn't believe it. It worked. He didn't know how long it took, but he was in existence, and complete. However, he soon realized he can't call upon his powers, and everything was bigger than he remembered it to be. He then noticed that he was stuck in a bowl of freshly baked nachos, with cumin and other spices.
He was in the living room of a certain Marco Diaz, in Echo Creek, California. A long way from Gravity Falls, and of course, Piedmont.
At this moment, a thumb and an index finger, apparently belonging to a right hand, descended from above and started picking at the nachos. "Hey!" Bill got up and started running, dodging the fingers and running around the bowl of nachos. The fingers managed to grab him. Bill flailed his arms, "MOMMY..." as he was hoisted off-screen, and a gulp was heard.
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