I cannot believe you people. How could you not notice this! It's so obvious! Which is why I'm changing this scene to better fit my selfish needs. Enjoy.
Mabel anxiously flipped through the journals pages. "Come on, come on! There has to be a way to get Dipper's body back."
"Oh ho, but why would you want to do that?" Mabel heard Bill say as she looked up, seeing the evil grin on his face.
Mabel gasped. "Bill Dipper." She said, glaring at Bill. "Dill."
Bill blinked at Mabel. "Excuse me?"
Mabel looked at Bill, confused. "What? Not good enough?"
"Why would we be "Dill?" Are we pickles now? Have I been lied to? Are humans made out of sour cucumbers?"
Mable laughed. "Oh, I didn't notice that. But to be honest you look more like a Dorito to me."
"STOP COMPARING ME WITH FOOD!" Bill screamed, flying out of Dipper's body and floating away, screaming in agony.
Mabel smirked as she watched her brother take back his body, then give her a grin. "I can't believe your plan worked."
"Have you forgotten? I'm a genius." Mabel laughed.
Dipper let out a heart felt laugh. "You really are."
Mabel and Dipper stared at each other. "Want to keep calling him a tortilla chip every time we see him?"
"I'm going to try to eat him!" Mabel exclaimed.
Wow, this was really short. Who wants to eat Bill?