Handyman Bill // A new (?) start

Chapter 7 // Interrogation

Stanford went on a walk through the forest to "explore the forest more", sure thing bud, sure thing.

After what felt like hours, Bill finally finished cleaning the roof. He climbed down the stairs, getting his clearing supplies and the ladder and putting them back down where they belong. As soon as Bill entered the Shack Mabel grabbed him by the hand, dragging him into hers and Dipper's bedroom, which was empty since Dipper was assisting Ford since he wanted to go on another adventure with him so bad.

B: I- wha- what the fu-

M: You have a lot of questions to answer.

Mabel ran up the stairs, still holding Bill by the hand, entering the room with him and closing it.

B: What was that Shooting Star..?!?

M: I brought you here to answer some questions, take a seat.

Bill seemed a bit annoyed, but he looked away for a place to sit, seeing Mabel sitting on the ground, he did too. Mabel got herself a pen with a little pom-pom on the end and a pink notebook, opening it and seeming like she's starting to take some notes.

B: What is this even about.

M: Look Bill, I'll be straight forward.. do you still like my Grunkle?

Bill's face went instantly red at that. He looked away a bit, then turned again at Mabel trying to keep his composure. It took a few minutes for him to actually form a sentence.

B: I- wha-.. why... why would you t-think.. think that?

M: Well, you two seemed to have a pretty romantic moment earlier.

Bill covered his face with his hands, both embarrassed and flustered.

B: T-that.. that was NOT r- .. romantic...

M: Hm... Sure Bill, sure....

B: Where is this conversation going.

Bill sat up turning to leave but Mabel grabbed his arm, preventing him to go anywhere.

M: Oh no. No no no, you are NOT going anywhere until you actually admit it. You like my Grunkle. I know it.

B: I am not admitting anything.

M: Oh yes you are.

Mabel wrote more notes in her notebook, Bill getting more and more annoyed by the second, he knew he "hated" Stanford, he was sure he didn't want to have anything to do with him.. but why was he feeling this way...?

Bill sighed sitting down on the floor again next to Mabel.

B: Fine Shooting Star. What do you want to know.

M: Everything.

Bill was unsure if he should say anything or not, but because of Mabel's insistence he started talking. They had a long talk, Bill telling her whatever the fuck he was thinking about and Mabel writing down in her notebook. He had no idea why he was saying all of these to a 13 year old, but hey! Who cares, he didn't have anyone to talk to anyways since he's one lonely bitch.

B: And that's all.. any thoughts?

M: This love-hate-confusion relationship is more complicated than my previous relationships..

B: Aren't you like 13..?

M: Not important!! Wanna hear my conclusion?

B: I- nevermind, I'm not gonna question it. What is your "conclusion"?

M: You like my Grunkle.

B: Shooting Star-

M: Don't you "Shooting Star" me. You like my Grunkle, is clear as the day.

B: Conversation finished.

Bill stood up and before Mabel could hold onto him, he left the room. Huge mistake Bill, ya don't know what Mabel is capable of.

(This was kinda late, sorry gang 🙏🏻 highschool is currently killing me and I finally got some free time)