Y/n's POV

I was left on the sofa, with Bill still hugging me. I didn't need a mirror to be told that my face was redder that Stan's fez. I didn't know why though. The Pines' said he was a triangle who took over the town. Why would I be blushing? Besides, I just met the guy a couple days ago. I didn't like him, or anything... Maybe...

"So, uh, Bill? Can you let go of me?" I asked, still blushing.

"Oh! Yeah, s-sorry." He said, letting go of me.

An awkward silence followed.

Oh god! Why is everything so awkward! This is what happens when you lose connection with civilization!  Yeah. I was yelling at myself.

"So, um, do you mind me asking what your nightmare's are about?" He asked, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"Yes. I kinda do. I don't like talking about my nightmares." I answered.

"What about your parents?"

"Nope, I don't want to bring that up."

"What about, your birthday?" He asked.

I tensed up. A lot.

He seemed to sense my discomfort.

"Oh. Sorry." He said.

"No. I-it's ok." I said, feeling tears come up. I didn't like my birthday. I hated it. It was day my parents died.

The last thing I wanted to do is break out in tears. I knew crying wouldn't do anything.

I stayed silent for a while.

"Hey, a-are you ok?" Bill asked, putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Y-yeah. I'm ok." I said, tears still threatening to fall. I starting thinking about my birthday. Big mistake.

I let out a sigh. "I don't like my birthday." I said.

"Why not? If I'm right, and I'm always right, you meat sacks eat 'cake' and open these colorful squares with bows on them!" 

"I don't want to talk about it..." I said.

He looked at me with a sympathetic look.

"Um, do you mind telling me when it is?" He asked.

"August. August 10th." I answered. (A/n: Random Birthday. You can change it if you want.)

OMG! Their so cute together!

My head snapped up.

"Did you hear that?" I asked Bill.

He looked at me confused. "What do you mean?"

I got up and looked around. I knew I heard Mabel from somewhere. I had wolf hearing. I stuck my head up the stairs; no one was there.

I turned to face Bill, when I saw Mabel. She was outside. How did she get out there?!

"Mabel! What are you doing out there? How did you get out there?!" I yelled at the window. 

She looked shocked. She disappeared from the window and opened the door. "How did you know I was out there?" She asked, stepping in the shack.

"I heard you." I answered. "How did you get out there?"

"Oh, I had Stan, Ford and Dipper form a human chain to get me down here. Their on the lawn unhurt, at least I think they aren't hurt. How did you hear me? This glass is like, sound proof!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah Y/n. I didn't even hear her." Bill said.

"Um, what can I say?" I started, making up a random excuse. "I have good hearing."

Bill and Mabel shared a side glance.

Mabel's POV

It doesn't make any sense. She shouldn't be able to hear any thing outside.

I was about to ask her more about it when she turned around and opened the door, revealing Ford, Stan, and Dipper, each looking beat up and each with sticks in their hair. Ford had his hand out as if turning the nob to the door.

"Um..." Dipper started.

"Oh, I heard you guys mumbling about your aching arms and legs." Y/n answered.

"How...?" Stan started.

"She has incredible hearing apparently." Bill answered.

Ford still looked confused. "Mabel, why did you want us to form a human chain to get you outside when you could have walked out the door?" He asked.

I didn't want to say it out loud. Luckily for me, Dipper understood.

"Mabel! Really? Are you doing what I think your doing?" He asked.

I nodded sheepishly.

Dipper face palmed. (A/n: 2x FACE PALM COMBO! No? Sorry. Reference.)

Y/n looked around at everyone. "I'm very confused."

"Me too." Stan said.

"Don't worry about it." Dipper said.

"HEY! WHO WANTS TO GET A SNACK AND FORGET ABOUT THIS TOPIC?!" I yelled, changing the subject.

Y/n looked at me skeptically. "Meh. Ok. I CALL DIBS ON THE OREOS!" She yelled.

"WHAT! I WANT THE THING YOU HUMANS CALL 'OREOS'!" Bill yelled.

"NOPE! PCHOOOOO!" She yelled, running to the kitchen.

"NO! MY OREOS!" Bill yelled, running after her.

"Can't he teleport?" Stan asked after the to left the living room.

Dipper shrugged. "Mabel. Why are you trying to get them together?"

"BECAUSE THEIR ADORABLE TOGETHER!" I shouted.

"That's what your doing?" Ford asked.

"Yep. She's done it before." Dipper said.

"WAIT!" Stan yelled, having a sudden epiphany. He pushed passed Ford. "THEIR GONNA STEAL MY OREOS!" He ran to the kitchen.

"RUN BILL, RUN!" I heard Y/n say. A moment later, Y/n and Bill ran passed us, holding a box of Oreos and heading towards the attic, each with a cookie in their mouth.

"GET BACK HERE KIDS! I WANT MY OREOS BACK!" Stan yelled, waving his fist at the soon to be couple.

Dipper nudged me. "I see what you mean now." He whispered. "I'll help you."

I smiled. I wasn't the only one who shipped Y/n and Bill.

A/n: Oh man. I should have made the snack cheesecake. It would have made the picture make more sense. Meh. Whatever.

Anyway, you guys liked it? Eh? Eh? I know you did!

-Mia