These Chains [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Nine: Cold

A/N: I think this is gonna be a chapter that every Billdip fangirl (including myself) has been waiting for. MUCH CUTENESS!
Also, I won't be updating as much as I want to because I have little to no inspiration to write, even though this fanfic is probably going to last a while. Don't worry, though, I still have plenty of ideas. But if you have something to suggest to me don't be scared to comment or leave a message in my inbox.
Also, 1K reads.
Sorry for ranting. Now let's begin with the story, eh?

And just like that, Halloween was gone and November came in, replacing it. The month was unusually cold, which basically forewarned a bad winter was approaching. Knowing this, the shop was basically dead, barely any customers coming into the shop at all.

Regarding this situation, Bill decided that the shop was going to be closed for the winter. This would give the twins some time to sit back, relax, and focus on their school work, but this also meant they were going to have to get jobs of their own to help pay the bills and such for the house.

Mabel came bounding into the Shack, a huge grin on her face. She walked into the kitchen, seeing Dipper at the kitchen on his laptop. Bill was standing over him, looking over his shoulder at the screen as if it were some sort of magical item.

"Guess who got a job today?" The female twin gushed, making both men look up at her. Bill smirked approvingly and Dipper frowned a little, looking back down at his laptop after a few seconds without a word.

Dipper took a sip of his coffee and said, "Good job, Mabel." Judging by the look on his face, he was upset that his sister had found a job before him. "What is it?"

"Well," Mabel said, "I got a job at the diner as a waiter. It doesn't pay too much but we should be able to survive if you'd get up off your ass and find a job as well." She and Dipper hadn't been talking a lot lately, and whenever they did it was usually an argument of some sort. Whenever 'William' were to hang out with one twin, the other would get jealous.

Dipper didn't look up at her. Instead he just closed his laptop and walked out of the kitchen, his face red. Bill leaned against the fridge, a huge grin plastered on his face. It was quite amusing whenever they argued.

Mabel looked at Bill, sadness marking her face. "I don't understand why he's such a grump, William," she whined.

"I don't mind it too much." Bill frowned for a moment before saying, "I have a question."

"Sure!" Mabel replied enthusiastically. Please ask me out, please ask me out, she thought. She was sure that this is where the conversation was going, considering that Dipper was out of the room, which meant that they were alone.