Narrator's P.O.V.

"H-Here it is... the roof..." Dipper mumbled, "So, so, so! many memories..."

"W-Why did you want to go here?" Bill asked, with a tint of curiosity in his voice.

"Want a drink?" The brunette gestured to the six-pack of beer, avoiding the blonde's question.

"Yeah, but ya didn't answer my question tho..." Bill pointed out as he popped of them and took a seat on the edge of the roof...

"Just to... get to know you better..." Dipper said, taking a swig out of his booze.

"Okay well, do you want to dirty truth or dare?" Bill asked menacingly, flashing the brunette a devious smirk.

"Hell yeah..." Dipper replied, grinning.

"Okay, you go first Pinetree... dirty truth or dare?"

"P-Pinetree?" The brunette questioned.

"Yep, that's your new nickname... Pinetree..." Bill giggled, gesturing to the now visible tattoo on the brunette's shoulder.

"Ah shit... that was supposed to be hidden..." dipper mumbled....

"That's okay it'll just be... our secret...." Bill said, giggling once again.

"Oh yeah um, dirty truth..." dipper replied with a smile.

"Umm okay... do you master bate?" Bill asked with an all-knowing grin.

"Who doesn't?" Dipper confessed, letting out a drunken giggle.

"Ehh true.." Bill said, a blush coloring his face to a bright red.

"Okay, dirty truth or dare?" Dipper asked.

"Hmm... how about... dirty truth..." Bill stated.

"Okay... have you lost your V-card yet?" Dipper questioned.

"N-No... have you?" The blonde replied, taking another swig of his drink.

"Y-Yeah..."  The brunette responded, the blush on his face turning redder than it already is...

"Damn... Y-You dirty dog..." Bill said, now in a fit of drunken giggles.

A few hours later...

Still the Narrator's P.O.V.

"O-Okay... truth or dare Pinetree..." The blonde slurred.

"T-Truth..." Dipper replied, now a crimson red blush, drunken spanning across his pale face.

"O-Okay... lemme think for a sec..." Bill hesitated, "O-Okay... Why is your voice so high pitched and cheerful all the time?" Bill asked, his voice peaked with curiosity.

"Because I'm faking it..." Dipper said, his voice now drastically deeper, his tone losing its normal cheery expression.

"W-Why though?" The blonde asked.

"To hide my true self..." The brunette stated, "Why do you think I sound so cheerful and girly all the time?" Dipper said, not expecting an answer from the blonde.

"O-Ohhh..." Bill stuttered the sense of realization, waving over the teen.

"Y-Yeah..." Dipper finally sputtered, after a seemingly ever-lasting silence.

"Umm do you wanna head downstairs to bed?" Bill asked, tiredly.

"Y-Yeah sure..." The brunette replied drunkenly, getting up from his sitting stance.

"One more thing though..." Bill slurred, stumbling over to the brunette, lifting his hand to his cheek, pulling into a sloppy, drunken kiss. Their lips moving in perfect sync, seemingly dancing together in perfect harmony. Eventually pulling away, panting.

"W-Wow... umm *hic* t-that was n-nice..." Dipper commented still catching his breath, in shock of what the actual fuck just happened...

AUTHORS NOTE

AHH, SHIT I RAN OUT OF TIME... AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 

I APOLOGIZE FOR THE SUCKY WRITING I WAS TRYING TO WRITE AT LEAST 1,000 WORDS TODAY BUT NOPE!!!!!!!!!1

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AND I'll SEE YA TOMORROW HOPEFULLY!! IM WAKING UP AT LIKE, 3:30 AM TO WRITE A CHAPTER!!!!!!1 SO I'LL SEE YAAAAAAAAAA

~Author Chan