Dippers POV
I got off work early and decided to bring home some pizza for dinner for Bill and I.
I pulled into the driveway and saw Bills car too. I grabbed the pizza and my keys and walked to the porch. Putting the keys in the hole I opened the door and heard what I would imagine to be Bill, yelling from upstairs.
I quietly walk upstairs after setting the pizza down to find the source of the yelling to be coming from the bathroom. The door was slightly opened and I could hear some rustling in the room.
I jumped slightly at the loud outburst of Bill yelling,"JUST WORK WITH ME HERE!"
I peek my head in to see a mess of gel and brushes scattered all over the bathroom. I then skim my eyes to Bill, covered in gel as well. His hair sticking up in all different ways.
I clear my throats and giggle slightly to get his attention. He looks back at me and his eyes widen.
"P-Pine tree! W-what are you doing home early?" He stutters trying to hide the red of his face by looking down at his feet.
"Uh, yeah, my boss said I could leave early since there's nothing left to do until tomorrow... What are you doing?" I smirk looking at his hair, and the mess of him and the bathroom.
"Well.... alright, you caught me. I was going to surprise you by styling my hair different with gel, but... I guess it didn't work... hehe." He cracks a small smile and looked back up at me.
"Awe, Bill, you don't have to impress me, I still love you, even if you are a corn chip." I giggle as I see him smile a genuine smile. Not a devious smirk, or a seductive look. Just a smile.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right, Pinetree... but uh... could you help me clean this up?" He looks up around at the room then back to me.
"Nah, sorry Bill, that's all you" I giggle and run away.
