BIlldip arriced at the Mystey Shekc, dingdonging the door.
Just den, somedufy hho lookoed, oddly like Dipepr oeon the door.
He eyed Billdip stranlgy. "Who r u."
"Who r U?" Billdip asked confoozed.
"......I'm BIpper." he sed.
"theat's funny, yourr name soudns like my paretns's names."
"What r ur prentrs nwms?"
"Bill Tringel and Dipper Boi."
Bipper's eyes widedned in sheck and he slammed the door.
"Huh. Gues he don't want any guest s oer or soemthing."
Billdip conituned to sand in the same spot, eyeing BIpper's hidueous palnts gowing in the front yaerd.
BIpper oepend the door wuicly, notcing Billdip looking around.
Billdip looked up at hem. "Whut werre you doin?"
"gfetting my parents."
"Oh crap thy beter niot beet me up."
"You like my plents?"
"Not rly. Kind of crepy." the flowers he wux looking at had eyes and were a stunning uellow.
"Oh. Well tose are daffibills. My dad med dem and let me palnt them in the yard."
"Your ded made flowers? Kewl."
"yee."
Just den the door oppedn. And there waz someune who looked vry familiar....
Sudenlly it hit BIlldip.
"Mom?"
TO BE CONTINUED.
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RandomPresident Obama decides to conduct a breeding experiment on little boys and interdemensional demons to see what happens. The result was the beautiful half human half floating triangle boy, Lazer Lemon aka Billdip for short. Billdip is a happy boi...
