A/N: Bill and Dipper attend the same high school, and Bill needed help with homework, so he's over at Dipper's house. They finish and decide to watch a movie... And ACTION!

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"Oh!" Bill exclaimed, grinning as he quickly wrote down the answer to the equation Dipper had just walked him through. Dipper smirked as Bill got the hang of it and finished his homework. Dipper leaned back on the couch, his hands behind his head, waiting for Bill to put away his stuff.

"Thanks, Dipper." Bill told him, grateful for the teen's help. Dipper laughed.

"Dude, it was nothing. You knew what you were doing, you just didn't know that you did!" He assured him. Bill rolled his eyes and sat back in the couch next to him.

"That sounds like a load of bullsh*t to make me feel better about myself." He accused. Dipper smirked.

"Well, is it working?" He wondered. Bill glanced over at him and a smile flickered on his face.

"Maybe." Dipper laughed at that, bumping the blonde haired teen with his shoulder.

"See? I know what I'm doing! I can make anyone seem great! Even you, although it's substantially harder." He teased. Bill pretended to look aghast and pushed Dipper off the couch.

"F*ck you." He laughed as Dipper got back to his feet. Since he was up, Dipper decided to go look through the TV cabinet for a movie to watch.

"Whatcha doing?" Bill wondered. Dipper glanced at him over his shoulder.

"Well, it's a Friday, right? No school tomorrow, so we might as well watch a movie. Unless, of course, you want to go home." Dipper pointed out. Bill shrugged, yawning and leaning back on the couch.

"It's a little late for a movie, don't you think?" He inquired. Dipper looked at the clock and shrugged as well.

"It's only ten forty-five. Besides, it's not like you have a curfew. Your parents think you're perfect." He replied with a smirk. Bill shrugged, a smug smile on his face.

"That's because I am perfect." He stated. Dipper rolled his eyes as he put in a movie and returned to the couch next to Bill.

"Yeah, the perfect *sshole." He agreed. Bill laughed and elbowed him as the movie started up. It was a long one Dipper had seen hundreds of times, but Bill hadn't seen it, so he decided, why not? Bill, however, yawned through most of it, which made Dipper yawn as well. Right before the credits rolled, the digital clock shining 1:05am in green digits, Dipper's eyes drifted closed and he fell against Bill, who was already asleep. When Mabel came downstairs, awoken by the loud credit music, she stifled a giggle and brought out her phone.

"Oh, this is so going in the year book..." She whispered to herself. She turned off the tv, got into position, and...

The room flooded with a bright white light as the camera's flash went off, illuminating the sleeping boys, waking them up in a startled frenzy, making them fall to the floor. Dipper's face was burning red as he tried to get to his feet, having fallen on top of Bill. The blonde teen's face was a red as Dipper's as the boy turned around and saw the source of their arousing. Mabel grinned smugly and turned the phone around, showing her brother the picture. Though it seemed impossible, Dipper's cheeks turned even redder.

"MABEL!" He shouted, racing after her as she ran through the house, laughing. Bill ran his fingers through his hair, laughing as he watched the two of them. He got to his feet, and the next time Mabel passed him, he grabbed her arm and snatched the phone out of her hand.

"Hey!" She complained, grabbing for the phone again. Bill smirked as he looked at the picture.

"Aw, Dipper, you're adorable when you sleep!" He teased. Dipper's face flushed again, and he took the phone from Bill.

"Just delete the d*mn thing." He grumbled, deleting the picture from Mabel's phone. A pouty look on her face, Mabel took her phone back and stormed upstairs. Bill laughed again and clapped Dipper on the shoulder.

"I'll see you Monday, dude." He told him. Dipper smirked and nodded.

"Yeah, see you Monday." Then Bill grabbed his keys and jacket and headed for the door. "Drive safe!" Dipper called as the teen opened the door.

"You're not my wife!" Bill called back before shutting the door. Dipper chuckled and shook his head, watching as Bill's headlights turned on and he pulled out of the driveway...

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Not sure if this one was any good either, but hey, I tried. Haha! Anyway, I'll howl to you later!