Chapter 10: Makeovers

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Y/n's POV

After about six hours of shopping, and Mabel asking me what I was thinking about in the shack, we finally made it home. 

"Ugh. I hope I never have to go shopping again." I said, carrying 10 bags from five different stores 

"Oh come on, it was fun!" Mabel said, also carrying 10 bags.

"Ok." I answered.

"You guys are back." Dipper said.

"Yep, it was the worst six hours of my life." I said, sitting down and closing my eyes.

"Y/n, we're not done yet," Mabel said.

My eyes snapped open. "What do you mean?" I asked, backing away from her. 

"We need to give you a makeover!" Mabel yelled.

"What! How about we do it tomorrow, I mean like, we just spend a quarter of the day in the mall, and I'm really tired." I faked a yawn, I was seriously doing anything to get out of the makeover.

"Nope! There's no way out of it!" Mabel exclaimed, moving closer to me.

I got up and ran out the living room, and into the shop.

"Y/n, where are you going?" Bill asked, appearing in front of me, blocking the door.

"Not now Bill, Mabel is chasing me, and trying give me a makeover. I just spend six hours shopping, I've done my time." I answered, trying to push him out of the way.

"A makeover? I think you should let Shooting Star give you a makeover, in fact, I'll bring you to her now," Bill said, a huge smile on his face. He picked me up and brought me back to the living room.

"No! BILL! PUT ME DOWN!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Sorry Flame, I don't want to." He said, and entered the living room.

"Here you go Shooting Star, Y/n us back." He said, putting me down and tying me up with a rope he conjured.

A great boyfriend, I know.

"Bill?! What are you doing here?" Ford asked, annoyed.

"I'm just helping Shooting Star give Little Flame here a makeover." He answered.

"Well, thanks, I guess." Mabel said, before grabbing my leg and dragging me upstair.

"BILL! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU I'LL KILL YOU!" I bellowed before being dragged upatairs.

Mabel locked the door of our room, so that I couldn't escape.

"So, what are you going to wear for the party?" Mabel asked me.

"I don't know, a shirt, and some shorts." I said 

"Oh, god, this is going to be hard." Mabel muttered, before digging through the bags.

She pulled out a f/c shirt with f/f (favorite fandom) on it, and some black shorts.

"How about this!" Mabel ask, handing me the clothes.

"I don't see why not." I said.

"Ok! We got your outfit, now for the makeover part!" Mabel said, holding about five different tubes of marcara.

"No!" I yelled, and Mabel set to work.

Bill's POV


I chuckled at Y/'s threat.

"Why is Shooting Star giving her a make over?" I asked, floating.

"We're having a party Friday, and I guess she wants to pratice what she's going to do on Y/n." Pine tree answered.

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