Bill sits in his bathroom, sweating his ass off. "It's tomorrow! IT'S TOMORROW!!!" He murmurs to himself. He paces the bathroom until the door opens. He looks at the person, it's his mom. "I understand your having a panic attack. So I brought you some cookies Dipper just dropped off. He said they were thank you gifts from yesterday. Anyways, if there's anything I can help you with don't hesitate to ask!". She drops a plate of m&m cookies on the counter and closed the door.
Bill ate a few cookies until his phone rang. He swallowed the cookie in his mouth and set the other half down.
Wicked Bitch of The West sets on his phone. Bill sighs and picks it up.
Yellow
hello Cipher
I hate you, what do you want
Feeling are mutual, just called to gloat
'Great'
Shut up you idiot
Don't talk about yourself in the third person, it's weird
I hate you so fricking much
If your going to cuss, actually cuss
You are the worst
That's a new one, OH WAIT! It's not!
I'm hanging up, I just can't
Oh no! Whatever will I do?!
*click*
Bill smiles, knowing he won.
Seeing as he won, he ate a victory cookie. He also texted Dipper:
Still got the Dolphin?
*picture at bottom of chapter* ya
Cool, just making sure
Your a dork
Hay! I had to shoot many things to get him
HE HAS A NAME! IT'S SIR. FlAPS!
Did Mable name him?
yes...
Who's the dork now?~
Still you
Fair point
Bill sighs and eats the last of the cookies. He looks at himself in the mirror, "You've got this! Your going to do great!". He smiles and walks out of the bathroom.
~
I finally got the picture,
Happy?