💖 Mabel Pines!! 💖

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Mabel turned it inside out to show off her handiwork- a small pocket, perfect for a heat pad.]

[She seemed a little cheered up by the fact that she could help someone else.]

[She turned away.]

"...alright... you can look now..." [He sounded slightly worn out.]

[She observed, though she was one to talk. However she could blame anything wrong with her on Breakup Blues, and she had no visible red marks.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Mabel turned it inside out to show off her handiwork- a small pocket, perfect for a heat pad.]

[She seemed a little cheered up by the fact that she could help someone else.]

[She turned away.]

"...alright... you can look now..." [He sounded slightly worn out.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Mabel turned it inside out to show off her handiwork- a small pocket, perfect for a heat pad.]

[She seemed a little cheered up by the fact that she could help someone else.]

[She turned away.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Mabel turned it inside out to show off her handiwork- a small pocket, perfect for a heat pad.]

[She seemed a little cheered up by the fact that she could help someone else.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Mabel turned it inside out to show off her handiwork- a small pocket, perfect for a heat pad.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

"Oh, sweetie, no. You're not too much. You're perfect. It's her fault for not seeing how amazing you are."

[She pulled up a bit more grass with her free hand.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

"I dunno, I think I'm taking it way too hard. She was kind of right about me being too much to handle, ahah-"

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[He still seemed tired.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill stretches, a faint cracking noise coming from him.] "The grass here is comfortable. Back in my dimension, it's all sharp."

[She sat down beside him, pulling up a few strands of grass to fiddle with.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

[She had her sleeves pulled over her hands, and flapped them nervously.]

[Bill, in his triangle form, was laying face-down on the ground, completely asleep. Though Mabel doesn't know that.]

"Bill? Hey, Bill-"

awww :)) they’re hanging out :)) now can they MOVE they’re blocking the fucking stairs

Rats. His favorite animals are rats.

or he can be brown :) or he can be a she! girl rat for you <3

Rats. His favorite animals are rats.