🔼⏫Singing Spree Part 2⏫🔼

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(A/N Btw, all of the songs are on minus-one if u know what I mean. Anyway, Dipper, Bill is gonna sing in this chapter. This is Dipper's font, This is Bill's, while this is both.)

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Dipper went to Soos and whispered the song he's going to sing then he opened the lights back up again. This attention caught the crowd including Bill and Stealthy Mabel.

Dipper grabbed the microphone and went in front. He glanced at the people then at Bill who gave him a charming smile and a thumbs up making him smile and blush a little.

His song started to play which is Pretty Little Psycho- Nightcore.

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, here we go
Walkin', talkin' like you know
I want your pretty little psycho!

Dipper glanced back at Bill and smiled; singing the next part.

Pretty Little Psycho...

I'm ready to go, I'm taking chances
Sippin' less from champagne glasses
Gotta have you, I'm movin' closer
I won't take no for an answer

Dipper then looked at the crowd and sang with his beautiful voice.

You're lookin' crazy, you're lookin' wrong
It looks like we're gonna get along
And once I've got you, it's a fact
Baby, there's no turning back

Dipper did some hand movements describing the song as the crowd clapped, but Bill's is louder. Dipper then sat at the end of the stage and looked straight at Bill continuing the song.

Make me, make me impressed!
Make me, make me obsessed!
Ohh!!

Dipper quickly stood up and pointed at the crowd.

Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, here we go!
Walkin', talkin' like you know
I want your pretty little psycho!

Dipper pointed at Bill at the chorus as he bounced on the stage in harmony with the beat of the music. The pointing got the town's attention on Bill who blushed and just looked back at Dipper with a playful glare.

Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, here we go!
Baby strike a pose
I want your pretty little psycho!

Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho!
Pretty little, pretty little
Pretty little psycho!
Pretty little, pretty little, pretty little psycho!
Pretty little, pretty little
Pretty little psycho!

Black lipstick just like a cat
Have you purrin' on your back
Tip the glass, now light it up
Rebel, rebel can't get enough

Dipper pointed his index finger on his temple and spun it around presenting the next line.

You're lookin' crazy, you're lookin' wrong
We look like we belong
And once I've got you, it's a fact
Baby, there's no turning back

He looked at Bill again.

Make me, make me impressed!
Make me, make me obsessed!

Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, here we go!
Walkin', talkin' like you know
I want your pretty little psycho!

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