It was a particularly boring day at the Mystery Shack, because no tourists had been around. Of course, it was driving Grunkle Stan INSANE.
"Where are the tourists?!" he shouted. "It's 6:00 already and no one's been by yet!"
"Probably because they realized what a waste of time this dump is." Wendy said.
"No one asked you, Wendy. Soos! Where are you?"
The man child ran into the room as fast as his chubby legs could carry him. "Yes, Mr. Pines?" he panted.
Stan held up a bunch of flyers. "I need you all to go hang these flyers around the neighborhood. Now get busy!" He handed 10 to Soos, 10 to Mabel, 10 to Dipper, and 10 to Wendy. They all sighed and walked out the creaky door.
The group ventured down the road, every once and while stopping to put a flyer up. It was extremely quiet, and they were wondering where everyone was. "Where is everybody? It's usually such a hustle and bustle in town." Mabel asked.
"I don't know. It's too quiet." Dipper said.
Soos shuddered. "Well it's giving me the creeps. Let's hang up these flyers and get back to the shack."
They walked around and hung up the rest of their flyers. "OK, now let's head back." Wendy said, and they all nodded. They turned to walk back, but Soos suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Oh, wait! I almost forgot! Mr. Pines asked me to grab him a bottle of red wine before we came back!" he said.
Dipper and Mabel gasped. "Grunkle Stan drinks?" Mabel asked.
"Not usually." Soos said.
"I heard him talking to Lazy Susan on the phone earlier. They're having dinner together tonight. It's probably for that." Wendy explained, and the twins sighed in relief.
"I'll be right back dudes!" Soos ran down an alleyway, a shortcut to the liquor store. Wendy leaned on a pole and got out her cell phone. She looked at it and immediately started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Mabel asked.
"Oh, I just got this HILARIOUS text from Lee!" she laughed. Dipper's knotted stomach slowly untwisted. He thought it was something Robbie sent her.
She pocketed her phone. "So…what do you dorks wanna talk about?" she asked.
"I don't know." Dipper said, shrugging.
"OOH! OOH! WENDY! I almost forgot! I have some questions to ask you, for me, Candy, and Grenda's magazine! Do you mind?" Mabel asked excitedly.
"Not at all. Ask away!" Wendy said as she took a seat on a trash can lid.
Mabel squealed with delight and plopped down on the other lid, facing Wendy. "OK, first question. How long have you and Robbie been dating?"
"About a year now."
"OK, OK. Fabulous. What is your favorite thing about him?"
"Oh man, that's really hard…I guess if I had to pick one, I love his eyes. They're just so dark and handsome."
"Adorable! What is your favorite thing he does?"
"Well…I love the way he holds me. I really do."
"Aww! What is the most romantic thing he's ever done for you?"
"Oh wow, these are hard…once, he took me to a baseball game and said he was going to the bathroom, but he really had arranged to have a special surprise for me."
"OMG, what was it?! Tell it all!"
"He appeared on the field at halftime with a microphone and sang 'Iris' by the Goo Goo Dolls. That's our song."
"OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH!"
"I know! And afterward, we went back to his house and_"
"And what?"
"Did…uh…"
"Tell me!"
"Uh…we did…special boyfriend/girlfriend things…" Wendy was blushing furiously.
"Oh…I won't write that part, OK?"
"OK, thanks."
"No problem. That's what besties do, right?"
"Oh, totally."
The two girls giggled as Mabel started to schedule a photo shoot with Wendy and Robbie. Dipper's heart was in his stomach and he was filled with sadness and anger. "They've had sex." he thought. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. Not with Wendy standing right there.
Suddenly they heard a loud scream from the alleyway. "Who was that?!" Mabel asked, startled.
"It almost sounded like_" Wendy started, but they all knew the answer.
"SOOS!" they cried. Without hesitation, they raced down the alley as fast as they could.