BillDip Week, Birthday Week, Day 1: Planning
Hello! A new BillDip Week? Sign me the fuck up! I’m so excited to see everything the fandom has prepared, yeah! Unlike previous weeks, I think this time I’ll use the Post-Canon scenario – That’s right, I’m going to use only one AU for this week ~ Also, let’s celebrate because exactly three years ago I started participating in these OTPs Weeks.
Notes and Warnings: Post-Canon. Plot Twist?
The door of the Shack was lashed with such force that it could possibly be destroyed.
“It arrived!” Mabel announced, her voice louder than usual. “Finally it arrived! Dipper, come down at this moment, I need you!”
The twin male walked down the stairs, watching his sister sit on the couch and throw everything on the coffee table to put on a medium-sized box. Mabel vibrated with emotion.
“What has arrived?” Dipper asked, sitting next to Mabel. His sister stopped trembling.
Mabel pulled out a book smaller than the box – Dipper must have assumed that, because they were a conman’s relatives, they must have known when they were being scammed. “The Kit Plan Your Own Party 18.8!”
“Mabel, you’ve bought that book since I can remember and are always the same steps.” Dipper said exhausted.
“This time the drawings are different.” Mabel opened the book and leafed through the pages as quickly as possible, “And it comes with magnetic stickers.”
It was two weeks before their nineteenth birthday, and it wasn’t that Dipper wasn’t excited to celebrate his birthday with his friends and family – The problem was that this birthday would be normal. Stan and Ford wouldn’t arrive in time (the Shack was running at Mabel’s hands, who preferred the business over the university), their parents had a business trip (they had already sent their gifts, though), Mabel had an order for sweaters for the next winter season, Dipper had finally sent his book Gravity Vortex: A Mysterious Summer to the publisher and he was just waiting to hear their answer, Soos and Melody were waiting for the moment when their baby was born (which would be soon), Pacifica’s had to return to Norway for her new semester, Candy had a concert with her music camp, and Grenda was still in Austria.
Even so Mabel had said that the two of them could celebrate their birthday together – Or wait for everyone to be together.
That left only one person in all Gravity Falls –
“Does Shooting Star have rabies?”
“Nope.” Dipper answered him.
It was bad enough that the Zodiac plan had failed, but everything got worse when he and Bill were bonded, and whoever could have been the Supreme Overlord became a weak demon that over time regained his powers, but never broke the bond... And even more horrible that both ended up developing feelings for each other. A confession that didn’t happen until a year ago.
“I’m planning my and Dipper’s birthday!”
“Why? Nobody will come.” Bill crossed his arms. “Also, why is it so important? It’s to celebrate another year closer to your end.”
“Let her have fun. By the way, Bill, where were you all morning? Ford didn’t stop scolding me for letting you run free.”
“I can’t reveal it, yet.” Bill winked, at least that’s what it looks like, Dipper often detested when Bill was in his triangular form – As cute as he was, it was the only way when it was impossible to know what kind of expression Bill had.
“So,” Mabel attracted their attention, “Are we going to celebrate our birthday?”
“Bill, we’ll just be Mabel, me – And you, if you feel like wanting to eat something.”
“As if I wanted to come to your celebration – You should have let me have mine six years ago.” Bill complained, “I may change my mind if you tell me what we’ll eat.”
“The souls of our enemies!” Mabel played along.
“Finally the revenge will be mine. A feast worthy of the gods.” Bill said and in a poof his human form was present. “Who says patience doesn’t bear fruit.”
“Everyone.” Dipper pointed out, why of all the people in the world, he had to fall for the craziest of all?
“We’ll see in six more years.”
“What will happen in 2022?”
“Not a new Weirdmageddon, that’s for sure.” Bill said, “Then, I’m going to continue doing my business, and I checked that you’re well, for the time being.”
“You’ve to be here at five o’clock, or otherwise – ”
“Sixer will get me back into that bubble. Roger that!” Bill disappeared in a second, and as every time he did, a faint smell of smoke was present.
Mabel turned her eyes to her party planner book, then she noticed that Dipper had that thoughtful look in his eyes. “What has gotten into your head, Dipstick?” Mabel asked, dropping her head over her brother’s shoulder, “And don’t lie to me, our tastes are different, but we’re twins, and we’ve the same face...”
“I was thinking about what – If I should give Bill a birthday party.” Dipper confessed quickly, but to his misfortune, Mabel had caught what he had said.
“That’s amazing, Dipper! Very romantic. Let me see if I’ve some ideas – ”
“No,” Dipper interrupted her, “I don’t want to do something very big – ”
“Do you want a party for you two alone?” Mabel waggled her eyebrows. She couldn’t ask for someone else for Dipper, not when her twin looked happy next to the Dream Demon.
“It’s nothing of what you’re imagining!” Dipper said with a face even redder than Wendy’s hair.
Was it a bad time to retract?
