Okay so the title makes absolutely no sense at all. I just thought of it. Just now. I know, I'm so not clever, right? Anyways, we got it to 1k likes! Yay! And for that, I am writing AND uploading a Christmas special on Christmas Eve! That's right, actual December 24th and right now, it's 9:08 pm and I'll most likely and hopefully done by 10 pm to celebrate Noche Buena with the fam. Sorry to say this but this thing won't be a full sized chapter with 2k words. Well I don't think so anyway, I'm writing THIS author's note before the actual chapter so I'll still try to give it a shot. And happy holidays to everyone! What ever that holiday is, happy holidays!

Also for the religion bit. I think it's not yet confirmed what the religion of the Pines family is so we'll keep it Catholic, okay? I get that people see them as Jewish but if there is no actual confirmation from Alex Hirsch himself, the Pines are head canonically Catholic in this fic.

Bill groaned and rolled his eyes. Mabel has been making sweaters nonstop for the past 48 hours and it was starting to worry him. What was it for again? Christmas? He knew that Mabel was a very festive person but not to this extent.

"Mabel, that's the 50th sweater. Aren't you going to stop?" Bill asked

"Nope, not yet anyway. I need to release a lot of sweaters for the shop. It's for the season." Mabel responded

Oh right. It was the season for sweaters again since the snow would not stop falling from the sky. He wondered why Mabel would make them just now if it was about a week before Christmas. Mabel sighed happily as she threw another sweater to the pile of her finished ones.

She looked at him and grinned triumphantly, "I'm done!"

"Oh finally." Bill gave a sigh of relief, "I was wondering when you'd stand from that couch."

Mabel smiled at him tiredly and got up and stretched, "My back's been killing me all week."

"That's because you've been working a little too hard." Bill scolded, "I told you that I could make a living too."

"But I love doing this." Mabel pouted then carried half of the sweaters she made to display it in her shop downstairs

Bill rolled his eyes and lifted all of the sweaters with his powers.

"Bill! You might get caught!" Mabel whisper yelled

"They could tell it to the world for all I care." Bill muttered then proceeded downstairs

"Look, I'm serious. Put them down right now and carry them like a normal person would." She crossed her arms

"Normal, eh?" Bill smiled mischievously

He ran downstairs and flicked his wrist, placing the sweaters in hangers and put them at the racks. He flipped the 'closed' sign over and turned it to 'open'.

"And now we're back in business." He grinned at her

"Well, so much for trying, I guess." She shrugged

The days went on as usual as they could. Mabel would restock her clothing shop and Bill would help sell them, often times manipulating and tricking the customers into buying more than what they went there for.

"So far so good." Mabel told Bill as she sat down next to him in front of the fireplace, "By this rate, we won't have to worry about the holidays and overspending. Isn't that great?"

"Sure." Bill nodded

"What's wrong?" Mabel frowned

"What? Nothing's wrong." Bill averted his gaze from the fire to other parts of the room

"Something is! Just tell me!" Mabel forced him, "Look, you can-. Why are your hands so sweaty?"

"Don't hold them!" Bill almost snapped and placed them at his back

"You're hiding something!" She accused

"No I'm not. Why would I hide something? I don't need to hide something if that's what you're implying." Bill rambled

Mabel looked at him, eyes half-lidded, "Bill Cipher, spill."

"Alright fine! If it'll stop your whining!" He rolled his eyes and grabbed something from his pocket and placed it on her hand, "There, I don't have a secret anymore, happy?"

Mabel furrowed her brows and looked at her hand. It was a small box, that was all she could see from the poor lighting in the room but, could it be? Could Bill be

"Bill, are you proposing?" Mabel could nlt help but smile as tears of joy welled her eyes and dripped down her face

Mabel could not believe it. After six years of being together, he was finally finally proposing to her. All of the fantasies about her dream wedding and having her own family and taking care of her children and growing old with the one she loves was finally coming true.

Bill raised his brow and looked at her, "What are you talking about?" He grabbed the box from her and opened it, showing a bracelet with lots of diamonds embelishing it, "It' s a bracelet, not a ring."

"Oh."

Mabel could never be any sadder that what had just happened. All her dreams, they were not coming true after all. She felt her tears stream down her face as she realized what was happening. Maybe Bill was never one for commitment. Maybe he was not even planning to marry or have children or have a family. Heck, he might even not have the ability to have a family. Mabel's dreams, they were all shattered. They were nothing but stardust anymore. What once was a bright and colorful future turned into black and white with muted sounds she could not bear to be in.

"This is the ring." He continued then kneeled down, showing her a silver, diamond studded ring that came from his pocket, "It's enchanted, by the way. Made by the greatest imaginations the mindscape offers."

He gave her a small smile while she stared at him, dumbfounded, "So," he shakily started, "will you marry me?"

Mabel could only nod, not trusting her words in anything. She was still shocked about everything. One time she lost all her dreams now he was here, giving her the finest of everything and what she can say, the most beautiful looking ring she has ever seen.

"I love you." Bill said as he hugged Mabel tight and buried his face in her hair

Mabel was still just staring. Her mind could not process how fast everything was. She was left with happiness, then sadness, then utter happiness. It was a complete emotional rollercoaster.

A smile found its way to her face. It was an emotional rollercoaster. But she would not have it any other way.

Told you it wasn't going to be full sized. Also, since my plot for thiz chapter was only the proposal, I couldn't think of anything else to add so I just managed to try and make another proposal scene. One which is unlike the other 76 ones I made for other fics. Aaand this chapter's not really very Christmassy but I wanted to give you a gift and what else could be better than the gift of Holy Matrimony from your ship?

Again, Happy Holidays and I hope to read from all of you soon!