BILLDIP

I'm...

"Dipper...?" a man said, walking into the room.

Dipper sat up and rubbed his eyes. It was Stan. He saw it. He saw everything. Vex was still in his bed.

He was embarrassed, and Stan could tell. "Dipper... what's going on here?"

"I.. I'm.."

"Say it, boy."

"I'm not sure what's going on."

"And...?"

"And... I'm gay."

"I mean, I hate to find out this way," Stan said, pointing to Vex, still sound asleep. "But better this way than never."

"I feel awful,"

"Well, I bet your anus DOES feels awful,"

"I'M NOT EVEN A BOTTOM! I feel awful because... I have a boyfriend.. and that guy is not him.."

"DIPPER! GAY, STRAIGHT, OR PURPLE, CHEATING IS NOT OKAY!" Stan said, stepping closer to him. "You're an awful person, and not because you're gay. I support you like THAT. BUT CHEATING?!" Stan said, clenching his fists. "Cheating is not okay. And you deserve to be punished."

Stan shook his head and walked away.

"But..-" Dipper stared.

Stan suddenly turned back and slapped Dipper...HARD.

Dipper lied on the ground, unconscious....

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" a familiar voice said. "AND WHO IS THIS?"

"I..." Stan started.

"SAVE IT. WAIT UNTIL THE POLICE HAVE SEEN WHAT YOU'VE DONE." the voice said, getting closer to Dipper. "It's going to be okay, babe. I forgive you for sleeping with whoever that guy is. I know I should have acted sooner." the voice said, stepping away again. "AND YOU. GET AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND."