Your sweat killed it

Bill finished taking his first step towards Dipper. He inched closer and closer, closing in on the flower.

A drip of sweat ran down Bill's cheek. He did not want to get kicked in the face with monster deer legs again.

Bill got close enough to Dipper. He slowly reached for the flower. He tapped it, trying to loosen it from Deerper's grip.

Dipper eventually let go and turned to his other side to rest.

Bill celebrated in silence after he snatched the flower.

"Bill?" He heard a feminine voice question.

He tensed up at the sound of that voice. He turned around, putting the flower behind his back.

"Yes, shooting star?" He questioned back.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Bill started sweating like crazy. "pfft, uh, just trying to stop my body from excreting this salty liquid." He said, gesturing to his sweat with a free hand.

His eye (forgot, eyepatch.) widened at the sound of something breaking.

The flower slipped out of his sweaty hand!

Everyone woke up to the sound of the glass pot shattering.

"No!" Bill shouted.

The second Dipper realized what happened, he tackled Bill.

"Stop, I can explain!" Bill yelled repeatedly as Dipper attacked him.

"Woah, Dipper calm down." Wendy said as she and Soos pulled Dipper off Bill.

"Yeah Dood, it's just a flower." Soos said.

Everyone stared at Soos.

"What? Is there something, like on my face?"

"How did no one tell you yet?" Mabel asked.

"Gosh, there's something on my face, isn't there?" Soos asked.

"The flower was magic, question mark." Bill said.

Dipper pulled Bill off the ground by the shirt. "You don't get to talk, you just killed the one thing that can turn us back to normal."

"Oh, so it like, grants wishes?" Soos asked.

Dipper dropped Bill and looked at Soos. "Yes, yes it does, or at least did, before someone killed it." He said.

"Maybe it's just sleeping." Mabel said, looking at the pile of dirt, glass and roots. The flower landed upside down so, it was pretty much buried under itself.

".....Forever." Wendy added.

"Come on guys, it's not so bad." Bill said, picking up the glassy, and dirty, plant.

As Bill picked it up, the flower part snapped off.

"Heh.... he he..." Bill laughed weakly.

He turned around to see Dipper's leg in his face.

"Dipper, you're gonna end up killing him." Mabel scolded.

Bill blacked out.

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