Prompt:

"Hmm... You could always have Bill pop in while Dipper is taking a shower. That's always full of humor and smexy goodness. X3"

Suggested By: Waruitenshi

My Thoughts:

Basically an entirely inhuman sound that sounded roughly like a chihuahua mixed with chewbacca. So kinda like:
"EEEEUUGHHEUEHEHEHGUGEOBOI:BEOBDO:SBO:BDOBJLBSOAGAIBDJ!K:DBOUG!DOSEEEEEEEEEEEE!EEDNIDNOIJLIIJOLUD!" :DDD

Enjoy!

"Disco Giiirrrlll! Coming throouughh! That girl is yoouu.." Dipper's terribly off-key voice echoed off the bathroom walls.

"Dipper! Stop singing that dang song!" Mabel yelled through the door. Dipper decided to ignore her as he washed the soap out of his hair. "Disco Girl" By Icelandic pop group BABBA is probably the greatest song Dipper had ever heard and he'd had it stuck in his head since he was probably twelve years old.

"Ooohh Oooh Ooh! Oh Ooh Oooh! Disco Giirrll!" Dipper reached for the bar of soap as Mabel continued to pound on the bathroom door in frustration. He was singing so loudly you could hear it on the ground floor. Even Ford was yelling upstairs from the basement for Dipper to shut his big trap!

Dipper held the bar of soap up to his mouth and proceeded to use it as a microphone. "Coming throouugghh!" Mabel gave an exasperated groan and gave up on shutting Dipper up and trudged down the stairs and outside holding her ears.

"That girl is yoooooouuuuuu!" Dipper closed his eyes and dramatically threw his head back as he belted out the last line of his favorite song.

A blonde mop of hair popped above the curtain of the shower. "Hey there Pine Tre- Oh My God You're Naked!"

-=TIME SKIP=-

"Well how was I supposed to know you were naked in there!" Bill threw his arms in the air as he shut himself in Dipper's closet to pout. "What did you expect Bill! I was showering!" Dipper fumed from the bed he was flopped on.

"Why in the cosmos where you naked?!" Bill countered popping only his head out of the doors.

"Because I was in the shower! DUH!" Dipper sighed heavily covering his face to hide the blush that would not go away. He was also covering the bruise that was forming on his forehead. When Bill had very rudely barged in on his private concert, Dipper had fallen backwards onto his butt. Bill lept back in surprise and was crouching on the ceiling like a spider catching a fly in it's web. In a miserably failed attempt at stopping himself from falling, Dipper's hand caught the shower curtain and yanked down. Big mistake. His actions caused the shower rod to pop out of the wall sockets and come toppling onto his head, along with every bottle of soap, face wash and Mabel's shower hairbrush.

"How was I supposed you meat sacks shower naked?" Bill slammed the closet door dramatically again.

Dipper took one hand off his face and eyed the shut closet doors quizzically. "Don't you...?" He asked timidly.

Bill's head peaked out again. "Why would I need to shower?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Ew! Dude that's gross!" Dipper sat up horrified. "I've hugged you and you've never showered?! Plus you end up covered in blood somehow every other week!" Dipper pulled a look of utter disgust as he looked down at himself. I'm going to have to shower again. Like 1,000 more times. He thought to himself.

Bill's one eye lit up as a mischievous grin found it's way onto his face. "Does that bother you Pine Tree?" He purred. Dipper looked up, Bill's creepy smile sent shivers up his spine. He gulped. This can't be good.

"Does that," He edged out of the closet. "make you uncomfortable?" Bill, who definitely had no knowledge of the concept of personal space, practically had their noses touching.

Dipper picked up his pillow and held it up threateningly. "You better back it up Cipher." He warned not-so-menacingly. Bill stood up and turned around as if to leave. "Okay Pine Tree." Bill took two steps away and Dipper lowered his pillow.

"Sike!" Bill hollered as he spun on his heel and tackled the human and pinned him beneath him. "Get... Off." Dipper grunted as he attempted to turn onto his back to look at his attacker. "Why?" Bill purred resting his head on his palms. "Because..." Dipper grunted again. "You S...mell."

Bill faked a pout. "That's not very nice."

"You think I care?" Dipper retorted.

"You complain too much." Bill stated bluntly.

"And you are an a- mmph!" Dipper was cut off when Bill decided he was tired of Dipper speaking and planted a kiss on his lips.

Dipper's blush gained another shade of red. "You still need a shower."

Yeah so short but definitely sweet! This was such a great prompt! Hope you enjoyed it! PM ME MORE PROMPTS YOU NERDS! :D