I have went through this story fixing mistakes and even changing little details. I hope you enjoy! Also! This was written BEFORE the reveal of the authors identity. THAT is WHY the author is named Stanly and was made their Grandfather.
After years of mysteries, puzzles, and encounters of the paranormal, Dipper finally solved all he could solve. It's been two years since Dipper and Mabel have visited the dysfunctional town of Gravity Falls and have both grown to the age of Eighteen. Mabel is still the goofy, life of the party girl she's always been yet she has matured. Dipper; still his paranoid self, has grown into puberty. Though becoming a man, Dipper still isn't the manliest man around. Yes, Mabel reminds him of that every chance she gets.
The car ride from California to Oregon is a long and tedious ride. Dipper gazed out of the window, the sun gleaming upon his face. He felt uneasy to the thought his sister was driving. Mabel had just recently got her driver's license.
"Dipper!" Mabel yelled over the car's stereo.
Dipper sighed and turned down the upbeat music Mabel loved so much. Though older, Mabel still loves her boy bands and party music.
"What, Mabel?" Dipper asked as he rested his head back on his hand watching the trees go by.
"Are you excited to see Wendy? I know you guys have been dating for a while."
Mabel was right; they had been dating for a while.
"Yes." Dipper spoke quietly. "I'm very excited."
Mabel didn't buy that. She could tell by his voice that something was up. He talked in a low tone, couldn't keep his face out of the window and no smile upon his features. She couldn't help but wonder if he was keeping something from her.
"Dipper." Mabel cracked under her breath. "If something is wrong, do tell."
Dipper ignored her and continued gazing out the window. He didn't even know what was wrong with him. Normally the sound of Wendy's name shot fireworks through his soul, but, it didn't. This bothered him, was his feeling for Wendy fading? Does it have to do with the sudden lack of attraction to her? Lately when he sees her on webcam, those bubbles in his stomach have popped and gone away. He found this so odd; normally the sight of Wendy made him long for her touch.
After hours of driving, and snoozing while the other drives, Dipper was happy to pull up into the Mystery Shack's driveway. The shack was just the way it used to be. Rugged boards, poorly finished roof, and a missing 'S' in Shack. To him, this was home. Dipper shook sleeping Mabel. She swatted at him groaning.
"Dipper, go away." Mabel mumbled as she curled back up.
Dipper laughed and exited the car. Opening Mabel's door, he picked her up in his arms and walked up to the door. Coming up to the door he lifted his leg and kicked it open. Inside was dark and cold, as usual. Dipper, knowing the others were asleep, walked up to the attic and laid Mabel down.
"Sleep tight, sis." Dipper said as he covered her up.
He yawned, and stretched his arms as he laid down falling into a deep sleep.
Dipper awoke the next morning to Mabel jumping on him. He groaned, desperately trying to push her off.
"Dipper, Dipper, Dipper! Wake up!" Mabel yelled as she pounced on him.
Dipper sat up and rubbed his sleepy brown eyes.
"I'm up, I'm up, I'm up!"
He walked downstairs to the smell of homemade pancakes. He took a sniff of the sweet scent and smiled. His grandpa Stanley popped up behind him, squeezing him into a tight hug. Dipper smiled though, trying to breathe.
"Hey, gramps!" Dipper cheerfully said.
Stanley smiled rustling Dippers hair. Stanley found a connection between him and his grandson. They both loved mysteries and both were nerds.
"Alright kid, you can't eat here, Wendy is waiting at Lazy Susan's diner." Stanley advised Dipper, nudging him with his elbow.
Dipper Smiled and rushed outside to get in his car. He actually felt exited to see her now. Bubbles rushed into his stomach as the car drove closer. He pulled up, exiting the car. Wendy sat inside waiting as she saw him through the window. Dipper, trying to act cool, jumped and tried sliding over the top of the car. As usual, he failed and fell. Wendy giggled as he got up and smiled, though embarrassed. He entered the diner jumping into the seat across from her.
"Hey, Wendy." He said with a gleam in his eye.
Wendy smiled as she drug him into a tight hug over the table. Dipper forgot the strength this girl had, as his stomach squeezed against the table and his lungs crushed between her arms.
"Hey to you too, Dippy." Wendy said, releasing him from his torture.
Dipper gazed into her green eyes as the sun shimmered across them. Her hair was perfect, red and flowing. He was surprised to see her without a hat on. They both ordered a couples Pancake plate and chocolate shake. Dipper couldn't feel any more happier.
"So Wendy?" Dipper asked. "How ya been?"
Wendy smiled as she noticed him staring at her. Red then covered her face.
"Kind of been a bummer, but now I feel awesome because you're here." Wendy stated, as she gazed at him.
Dipper then took her hand, gently resting it into his.
"Wendy." He said. "I love you, princess."
Wendy's face grew more red as she realized what he just said. They had never said the 'L' word before. She was so surprised, her heart fell into her stomach, and butterflies flew into her lungs.
"I love you too, Dippy Dipps" She said sweetly.
Their food soon arrived, the smell of fresh pancakes and syrup filled the air. Dipper and Wendy then started eating, still staring into each other's eyes. As their forks impaled pieces of pancakes, they soon stabbed the same piece. Wendy blushed as Dipper grew a crooked smile. He lifted the large piece with his fork in-between them. Wendy; knowing what it means smiled and took a bite just as Dipper did. They both smiled with red faces and continued eating.
After pancakes they both got their shake that had two straws in it and both sucked up the sweet creamy treat. They both came up holding their heads in pain.
"ACK!" They both yelped. "My head!"
They both laughed as the brain freeze defrosted. Dipper then leaned over the table, face flushed red. Wendy's heart dropped, she knew what he was pulling. She was ready; Wendy had wanted to set her lips upon his for ages.
"How 'bout we head off and chill in the woods for a bit?" Wendy asked.
Dipper smiled and nodded.
Both lovers then escaped into the woods, leaving the judgmental society behind. As they walked up onto a perfect resting spot, Wendy grabed both his arms and gazed into his eyes. Dipper now knew why she wanted to come out here. His face flushed red yet again; his heart beat a mile a minute. They both then leaned in, each second feeling like forever until finally, their lips met. Softly pressed against each other in a passionate kiss. As the kiss went on, Dipper's excitement decreased. They pulled away from each other, each looking the other way rubbing their arms awkwardly.
"I-I Sh-should go home." Wendy said as she started to walk off.
Dipper wanted to stop her, yet at the same time he knew it wasn't worth it. Something was wrong and he wanted to know what. He watched her leave before he himself went home, sadly dragging his feet across the dirt.
Dipper sat in his room in the attic gazing out the window. Thoughts of Wendy rushed through his mind. Why? Why did he feel no spark? He sat in despair as thoughts of the impossible entered his mind, he had to leave Wendy. There was no spark, and she obviously felt nothing as well. Mabel then entered the room with her goofy smile. She picked up her beloved pet pig Waddles and forced it to kiss Dipper's cheek.
"Wamp." She said as she took the pig away.
"Not now, Mabel." Dipper said sadly.
Mabel could sense something was wrong; she sat next to him on his bed, and grabbed her brother's pale hand.
"Bro bro?" Mabel sadly spoke. "What's the matter?"
Dipper's eyes filled with tears as he hung his head. He could feel his heart shatter into pieces.
"I have to break up with Wendy."
Mabel gasped in horror. Did Dipper just say that? He's always been in love with her.
"Why, Dipper?" She asked shaking some sense into him, his tears flying everywhere.
Dipper stopped her as he drug her into a hug, crying into her chest.
"Mabel, we kissed and neither of us felt anything!" Dipper admitted as he sobbed.
Mabel wrapped her arms around her sad brother and frowned.
"There, there bro bro." Mabel comforted him. "Maybe you just aren't attracted to her anymore."
Dipper drew from the hug, wiping his tears away.
"That's just it, Mabel, I don't like any girl."
Mabel gasped in amazement, her eyes sparkling.
"Oh my gosh! Bro bro? You're gay!?"
Dipper choked on the thought of it.
"No way Mabel!" He said.
Mabel grabbed a magazine and opened it. She flipped to a page of a shirtless male and female.
"Alright." She said lifting up the female's picture. "Are you attracted?"
Dipper waited for a response from his body, but nothing. He shook his head in disbelief. Mabel then held up the picture of a famous rock star shirtless hunk of a man.
"How about now, bro?"
Dipper couldn't believe it, he was attracted. He then looked down and quickly covered his waist with a pillow.
"I knew it!" Mabel screamed in excitement. "Oh let me help you with that."
Mabel then balled a fist and threw a punch at Dipper's balls. Dipper screamed in pain and fell to the floor.
"Oh my god! Mabel what the hell!?" He asked as he tried to see if he was even still breathing.
"Well, is your no-no's gone?"
Dipper curled up into a ball. "Yes, it's gone."
Mabel helped him up and drug him into another hug.
"You're gay! My bro bro is gay!" Mabel yelled in excitement.
"Don't yell that grunkle and grandpa Stan might hear you."
Mabel then laughed and sat on her bed. Dipper sat on his in disbelief, he was gay. He liked men, something he never, ever, ever, saw coming.
The next day Dipper met Wendy back at the diner, Wendy awkwardly picking at her nails. Dipper had to say it; there was nothing else he could do. He took a deep breath, and said her name: "Wendy."
Wendy looked up at him, her eyes searching for an answer to all of this.
"Wendy, last night I saw a picture of a guy, and got a boner." He whispered, loud enough for Wendy to hear
Wendy froze as Dipper died of embarrassment; all he wanted to do was sink under the table.
"To sum it all up, I'm gay."
Wendy, to Dippers surprise, laughed, him looking at her in confusion.
"Oh my god! Dipper really? Me too!" Wendy admitted.
Dipper was amazed, yet laughed at the irony. They both ended up being gay, explaining why the kiss meant nothing. Wendy smiled as she stood up, giving Dipper a hug.
"Look, dude, maybe we should just be really good gay friends."
Dipper smiled, agreeing with her.
"Yeah, sounds great Wendy."
They then both ran out of the Dinner jumping into his car and driving off.
"Where to?" Dipper asked, starting up the engine.
"Your pick." Wendy said.
Dipper grew a playful crooked smile
"Go throw rotten eggs at Robby?" Dipper asked mischievously.
Wendy smiled, digging out a smelly carton of eggs from her bag.
"I've got a carton of eggs dying in my bag."
Dipper laughed at the sight. "You keep rotten eggs in your bag?" He asked.
"Don't ask questions, gay butt! Drive!"
Dipper laughed and took off. They came up to the park with Robby sticking his disgusting tongue down Tambry's throat. They both gagged at the sight and threw the eggs at him
"Fuck you guys!" Robby yelled as they drove off, leaving him to smell like death and take sticky yolk off of his jacket.
As the night drew to an end Dipper drove up to Wendy's house. Wendy opened the door and stepped out as she turned and smiled at him.
"Later Dippy" She said, before closing the door.
As Dipper watched Windy walk inside he sadly said under his breath, "bye to you to, Wendy."
Dipper drove off leaving her behind, unknowing of the strange triangular demon watching his every move.
"Is it really him?" Bill asked in disbelief. "Has my pinetree returned?"
