BlueRoses (S1)

The legend of the gobblewonker

If there's like any mistakes here let me know I was editing at like 12 am 

{This chapter contains google translate spanish, because I am not a native spanish speaker and would butcher it if I tried. Pre-apology for the incorrect grammar, I took French not Spanish so again, very sorry for inaccuracy.}

The birds chirped outside, woodpeckers already trying to find the grubs they ate for breakfast, while the room filled with the sunlight from the triangular window. The day was perfect.

Bill crawled out of bed, pulling off his cardigan and put his normal jacket on, with a red and dark red striped shirt and his jeans. He trudged downstairs, where Will was at the table in the kitchen, two syrup bottles in hand. "Are you ready?" Will yelled, as Bill walked in. "Depends. Are you prepared to lose?" Bill grabbed the syrup bottle with the hat, Mountie Man, Will picking the Shakespeare one up. "Ready?"

"Hell yeah!"

The two held the bottles over their mouths, both chanting for their respective bottles, Will closer to winning, as he smacked the bottom of the bottle with his hand. "I win!" he yelled, before coughing. Bill rolled his eyes, ignoring the obvious cheating, before picking up the newspaper, ignoring the ad for some 12 year old wannabe. "Oh hey look at this!"

Will scooted over towards Bill, before gasping. "A human sized hamster ball?! I'm human sized!" He slowly started imagining how everything would go, how awesome he'd be with it. He giggled to himself, Bill ignoring that. "Not what I meant." He pointed to the other page. "This monster photo contest! 1000$, so 500$ each, and besides! We get to see weirder things, so we really just have to-"

"Guess what day it is!" Aaron exclaimed, scaring the shit out of Bill. "uhhh.. Happy anniversary? Mazel tov? I unno." Will guessed, Aaron shrugging. "Nope. Family fun day!" "Will this be like last time?" Bill asked, shuddering at the memories of the cold jail Dipper eventually paid the bail for. "No." Aaron responded, leaving Bill unhappy with the answer. "Anyhow, who wants to put on blindfolds and get in my car?"

Bill and Will shrugged, didn't seem like that bad of an idea, but then again, they made bad decisions like that all the time.

Aaron was driving along the road, swerving as he tried to mess with the radio. "Christ, Aaron, are you wearing a blindfold?"

"Nope! I do, however, have the PFGSE."

"What the heck is the PFGSE?"

"Pines Family Gentical Shitty Eyesight. A majority of the people in the family have terrible eyesight."

"Oh great, more genetic stuff I probably inherited."

Aaron sighed, Will accidentally slapping Bill in the face, leading them to slap at each other like octopuses accidentally finding each other in camouflage.

Once they had arrived, and Bill tripped over a stick caught in the grill of the car.

"Okay you two. Open 'em up!"

Slowly taking the blindfold off, Bill cringed at the fish smell, as Will's stomach sank and now he wanted to cry. "The lake?" They both asked, Aaron beaming at it. "Hell yeah! It's fishing season. You're gonna love it! The whole town's here!" Lazy Susan had brought a pan, talking to the fish, some goblin looking guy was taking a picture of a man with a really large fish, who then fell in at the flash, and a tall burly dude was teaching his sons how to fish... violently. Some other guy was chanting at the side of them.

Bill grimaced, he did not want to be here. "Are you gonna make me wear shorts? Cause I will cry."

"Wasn't planning on it, but now I'm curious, why not?"