"I'm in love with Dipper. Don't tell him."
Mabel's eyes widened at Bill's words. "What!? Really?!" The 19 year-old Mabel yelled, excitement bubbling inside her. Bill quickly shoved a hand over Mabel's mouth, muffling her shouting. "SH! SH! Yes! Shut up, whould'ya?" Bill huffed irritably, eyes briefly turning red. He wouldn't have snapped at her, but he needed her to be quiet about this. Mabel removed his gloved hand from her mouth. "How Long?" Mabel said, unable to stop her smile from widening. Bill sighed, his eye squinting in thought. "Ummmmmm awhile, I guess?" Mabel squealed. She grabbed Bill's hand and dashed out of the hallway, and onto the roof of the shack. Bill, having been dragged along by Mabel, tripped and stumbled. He swore harshly. Mabel and Bill sat down on the roof. Mabel smoothed down her maroon skirt. "Soooooo tell me more," Mabel prodded, wanting all the details. Bill furrowed his brows in confusion. "Huh? Wha'dya mean by 'more'?" Bill asked. Mabel rolled her bright green eyes. 'Boys,' she thought. "Doofus! I mean tell me why, how, when, where, and, you know, all the details!" Bill's eye widened. "Oh! OK, I gotcha, doll," Bill said, now understanding what she meant. "Um, well, to answer the 'Why', well, um, I mean, have you seen him?! He's absolutely, positively, adorable," Bill gushed. He slapped one of his gloved hands over his mouth. As he realized what he had just said, a blue blush formed on his cheeks. Mabel, on the other hand, was enjoying every minute of this. She grinned from ear-to-ear. "Go on," she said thrillingly. This was just too adorable. "And, um, when? Well, I guess about... a couple'a years? Maybe?" Bill estimated. He wasn't exactly sure. "PineTree was probably, what, Seventeen? When I started... You know... Ew," Bill stated exasperatedly. He wasn't used to this. It was kinda gross, in his opinion. Mabel suddenly stood up on the roof. "Forget 'bout the other questions! I have an idea," she yelled happily. Bill gave her a questioning look, not fully trusting this... woman's ideas. She had been known to come up with some pretty scary stuff, and this was coming from an all-powerful demon! "...What's your idea, kid?" Bill inquired hesitantly. "IcouldtellDipperforyou," she said all in one breathe. Bill was about to object, when he stopped. To be honest, what did he have to lose? If the kid said no, he could always move on. …..Or force him to say yes... Either way, Bill was game. "Alright kid, I can dig," Bill stated nonchalantly, snapping his fingers and making an apple appear. He took a bite, then looked onto Mabel expediently. Mabel squealed in response. "OK, OK," she said, pulling herself together, "first, you need to tell me what to say to'im. Then, I'm thinking, I could tell him your feelings. Wait, do you even have feelings? Yeah I ge-" Mabel stopped rambling when she heard a grunt coming from Bill. The demon swallowed the apple, flashed the core away, and spoke. "OK, OK, sheesh, kid! I get it!"Mabel sat back down, scooting closer to Bill, and putting her hands n her lap. "So when'm I gonna tell Dip?" Bill took a deep breathe, and thought. It was now or never. "How'a 'bout now?" Bill smiled. Mabel squealed, and got up to go tell Dipper. "Do me some good, kid," Bill shouted after her. He sighed. This was gonna be a long day.