I’ve heard a great deal about you, Fa Mulan. You stole your father’s armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese Army, destroyed my palace, and… you have saved us all.
“You could help you know!” Dipper huffed from across the room, standing on his tip-toes trying to get the star on the top of the tree. “Sorry, I don’t think i’m feeling well enough to get up right now” Bill cooed back at him through a mouthful of Doritos, adding a couple fake coughs to make it seem more convincing. Plus, I’d much rather be sat here enjoying the view he thought to himself.