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It was almost two in the morning when Bill was abruptly jerked from his peaceful sleep to the sound of a loud thud, followed by some rattling and a few whispered curses from somewhere on the first floor. Bill looked over to his boyfriends side of the bed, and to the desk. Nothing. Great, Pine Tree was wandering around in the darkness downstairs. The blonde man pulled the covers off, gently stepping down from his bed. He stretched and slumped over a bit, tired from only a few hours of sleep. He walked over to the doorway and began to creak open the door when he suddenly stopped. An idea came to mind, he should try to scare Dipper. Even in the darkness, he smirked. He waved his hand and suddenly his feet were off the ground. He floated silently down the stairs, moving quickly across the hallway to peer into the kitchen. Dipper was looking around in the fridge, and emerged with a soda and lunch meat. Bill quickly moved into the living room, where it was quite dark. He picked up the remote, and fumbled around for the right button. It suddenly slipped from his fingers, colliding with the coffee table right on the power button. The news channel was playing some infomercial about potholders, it would have to do. Swiftly, he floated his way into the area behind the couch. "H... hello?" Dipper called out. The sound was slightly muffled between the walls, but Bill could still here him. Footfalls approached the living room, accompanied by loud breathing. Dipper picked the remote off the floor right next to the coffee table's leg and shut off the television. He rather nonchalantly threw the remote onto his Grunkle's chair and walked out of the room. The sounds of bags being moved and things being cut resumed and Bill got back to work. He hovered near the entrance to the kitchen and snapped his fingers. The water faucet behind Dipper spurted to life, scaring Dipper plenty. He abandoned his nearly completed sandwich and ran. Suddenly he collided with a dark figure standing in the middle of the hallway, dimly light by the light from the kitchen. The figure spun around to face Dipper. "Boo!" it yelled. Dipper screamed and fell backwards, pulling whoever it was down with him. Dipper immediately recognized his boyfriends fluffy blonde locks and the triangular eyepatch he always wore. "Gotcha." Bill teased, bent over Dipper's body. Blushing, Dipper gave him and angry look and pulled him down by the collar, kissing him hard. Releasing his grip and pulling away with a sly look he mumbled "As if.." and turned his head. Bill just laughed and laid down next to Dipper, pulling him into his embrace. They didn't go back upstairs for the rest of the night.

Description
It was almost two in the morning when Bill was abruptly jerked from his peaceful sleep to the sound of a loud thud, followed by some rattling and a few whispered curses from somewhere on the first floor. Bill looked over to his boyfriends side of the bed, and to the desk. Nothing. Great, Pine Tree was wandering around in the darkness downstairs. The blonde man pulled the covers off, gently stepping down from his bed. He stretched and slumped over a bit, tired from only a few hours of sleep. He walked over to the doorway and began to creak open the door when he suddenly stopped. An idea came to mind, he should try to scare Dipper. Even in the darkness, he smirked. He waved his hand and suddenly his feet were off the ground. He floated silently down the stairs, moving quickly across the hallway to peer into the kitchen. Dipper was looking around in the fridge, and emerged with a soda and lunch meat. Bill quickly moved into the living room, where it was quite dark. He picked up the remote, and fumbled around for the right button. It suddenly slipped from his fingers, colliding with the coffee table right on the power button. The news channel was playing some infomercial about potholders, it would have to do. Swiftly, he floated his way into the area behind the couch. "H... hello?" Dipper called out. The sound was slightly muffled between the walls, but Bill could still here him. Footfalls approached the living room, accompanied by loud breathing. Dipper picked the remote off the floor right next to the coffee table's leg and shut off the television. He rather nonchalantly threw the remote onto his Grunkle's chair and walked out of the room. The sounds of bags being moved and things being cut resumed and Bill got back to work. He hovered near the entrance to the kitchen and snapped his fingers. The water faucet behind Dipper spurted to life, scaring Dipper plenty. He abandoned his nearly completed sandwich and ran. Suddenly he collided with a dark figure standing in the middle of the hallway, dimly light by the light from the kitchen. The figure spun around to face Dipper. "Boo!" it yelled. Dipper screamed and fell backwards, pulling whoever it was down with him. Dipper immediately recognized his boyfriends fluffy blonde locks and the triangular eyepatch he always wore. "Gotcha." Bill teased, bent over Dipper's body. Blushing, Dipper gave him and angry look and pulled him down by the collar, kissing him hard. Releasing his grip and pulling away with a sly look he mumbled "As if.." and turned his head. Bill just laughed and laid down next to Dipper, pulling him into his embrace. They didn't go back upstairs for the rest of the night.