Hey! This is my Gravity Falls Fanfic for all who enjoy the show! If you think it's stupid then first of all, WHY ARE YOU HERE?! I cannot hide my disappointment. SHAME ON YOU. If you haven't watched it yet and want to, then GO ON GIRL. DON'T WATSE YOUR TIME JUST YET READING GRAVITY FALLS FANFICTION WHEN YOU COULD BE WATCHING THE SHOW AND WHEN OBVIOUSLY SOME GRAVITY FALLS FANFICTION CAN CONTAIN SPOILERS. GO GO GO WATCH IT. NOW. HAVE YOU DONE IT YET?! Good.

Well, I'll be writing chapters daily and if you have any more requests for chapters and/or other types of fanfiction or crossovers, please tell me down below! Hope you enjoy!

P.S. Dipper 's my bae and Mabel's my best friend..My bae is Dipper..*fades into shadows*

CAUTION: MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR OTHERS SINCE THIS CHAPTER IS BASICALLY A FLASHBACK OF AN EPISODE THAT OCCURED THROUGH SEASON 2

"Ok Dipper, just be yourself. Yourself."

Dipper sighed. He grabbed his old photo of Wendy from his pin board and held it in front of his face. He was so careful and gentle with it, letting no one touch it but him, as he was just as gentle towards Wendy. He, unlike his sister Mabel, had tried to hide his crush on Wendy and didn't want to spill out any of the feelings he had bottled up inside him about her. He had tried so hard.

However, one fateful night, while trying to find who wrote the third journal with his sister Mabel, Soos, and Wendy, they had come across the Shapeshifter and were now running for their lives. They eventually found a giant water pipe, and Soos had trouble twisting the giant handle that would release the water. Dipper and Mabel turned back to look at the Shapeshifter, fear glowing in their eyes. A giant wave of water overtook the dark cave after their own terrifying encounter. When it finally resided, Dipper stood up with Mabel and Soos coughing out the water behind him. He grabbed Wendy's ax and began to search frantically for Wendy. He called out to Wendy and heard the echo that followed along with his voice in the gloomy and humid darkness, the air full of moisture and dew, surrounded only by fog and cobwebs, when he finally found Wendy, lying down still in the large space in the ground. "Wendy," was all he could mutter. He ran up to her and shook her shoulders. Her head fell limp to the side. That's when he couldn't take it any longer. That was when Dipper had told her of his crush on her. That was when he finally opened up his bottle of feelings and let it all pour out on Wendy, a glass cup broken beyond repair. Or so he thought. He held his head down, his tears pouring out of his fingers.

"Uh, Dipper?"

Dipper whirled around, surprised. There, right in front of him, stood Wendy, her left hand holding the third journal and her pale facial features perplexed and furrowed. Between them stood a half a second of awkwardness and silence. Why, anyone could've just jumped out and screamed," AWKWARD MOMENT!" at that point. Dipper turned back to the limp Wendy who lay at in front of his knees."Wait..then who is-?" Dipper couldn't find any words. They were all scrambled up in his brain at that point and he couldn't grab one in the tangled mess. All of a sudden, however, the Wendy that had laid limp in front of him, scrambled up, her limbs flexing wildly, and she-or he?It?- growled and had thrown herself at Wendy like a spider fighting its prey. Muffled yells of, "GIVE ME BACK THAT JOURNAL!" and "NEVER! IT BELONGS TO DIPPER!" was heard around the humongous dark cave. Dipper grabbed Wendy's ax he had tossed aside and ran up to the two of them fighting, both of them desperately holding on to the journal with a firm grip. Dipper became anxious, frantically trying to figure out who was the real Wendy.

To make things even more confusing, both of them anxiously yelled at Dipper saying, " HIT HER WITH THE AX!" "DON'T LISTEN TO HER, DIPPER!" "SHE'S THE SHAPESHIFTER!" He became even more desperate and was afraid he was going to hit the wrong one. "I-I don't know who's who! Give me a sign!" he stammered. The left Wendy beamed at Dipper and gave him a wink. The right zipped her lips and pretended to throw away a key. Familiar realization swept over Dipper's head, and he swung the ax at the left Wendy- or who now became the shapeshifter. Green goo oozed out of his chest, the Shapeshifter changed back to his original form, screeching a high-pitched scream. The large containers that had enclosed the Shapeshifter in the first place beeped and blinked while it shone a green light with white letters etched unto it that spelled "READY".

"Push him in!" cried Dipper.

Both he and Wendy pushed the Shapeshifter in with great force and just as he was about to escape, an unbreakable glass enclosed around him, leaving him stuck in the container. Perplexed, Dipper whirled around to see who had trapped the Shapeshifter. Behind a small window, he could see both Soos and Mabel doing a fist bump. He turned back around towards the Shapeshifter. Cold icicles began to spread around the container and glass, and the fog that had began to spray on the Shapeshifter became visible. The Shapeshifter now began shifting into more frightening and terrifying forms than the one before. He had even shifted into the man from the food container who had fooled Dipper,Wendy,Mabel,and Soos in the past that now stood behind them, the memory slowly fading from their brains as they had won their victory. He then shifted back to his original form and screeched as his body became frozen, the fog leaving him a dark shadow of his frozen statue. The sound that had activated the fog faded, as the inhabitant in the container now stood still in the lowering temperatures that only the inhabitant could feel. "Let's get out of here," Soos said calmly. The gang had been up and about ready to leave, when they heard a malicious laugh. They turned around, staring at the container, waiting to see what that source was. Then the Shapeshifter appeared, his distorted face and hands pressed against the glass. They all gasped.

"You think you're so clever, don't you Dipper? But you have no idea what you're up against, you will never find the author. If you keep digging, you will find a fate worse than you imagined," He slammed his hand against the glass. "and this will be the last form you will ever take!" he cried. The Shapeshifter formed into Dipper, yelling and screaming with his right arm and hand extended above him and his left hand and arm flexed just slightly above the shoulder. The Shapeshifter froze, again forever frozen as Dipper, his last form. The fog finally swallowed the Shapeshifter, and Dipper's own reflection became clear in the glass, his eyes wide. He heard Soos chuckle behind him and say,"Good luck sleeping tonight."

They had gotten out, and Dipper was traumatized not just by the Shapeshifter taking his own form, but also by his own foolish confession of his love to the Shapeshifter pretending to be Wendy and the real Wendy had actually heard him. He approached Wendy and asked her to pretend that never happened, and he turned away and bowed his head. Wendy put her hand on his shoulder and said, "Dude,dude. It's ok. I always kinda knew."

"Wait, you did?" Dipper turned back to face Wendy.

She chuckled, "Yeah man. You think that I can't hear that stuff you're constantly whispering under your breath?"

Dipper sighed. He put his palms to his face and leaned back and sat down on an old log.

"Listen, Dipper, I'm , like, super flattered, but I'm too old for you. I mean, you know that right?"

He faced Wendy and sighed once more. He held one hand to his face. "Mabel said confessing would make me feel better."

"Well, how do you feel?"

"Anxious and scared. Kinda itchy." He scratched his arm.

Wendy chuckled once more. "Dude, don't be itchy man. Let me tell you something. This summer was super boring until you showed up. I had more fun with you than practically anybody else. And if you ever stop being my friend, I would,like, throw myself into the bottomless pit."

"So things won't be too awkward now?"

"I just wrestled myself, dude. That was awkward. If you can handle that monster, you can handle a little awkwardness."

Dipper smiled. "Friends?"

"Yeah dude! Friends!" Wendy shoved Dipper playfully off the log. They both laughed together.

Wendy held out her hand and Dipper took it. He sat back on the log and readjusted his hat. Wendy stood up and took her yellow helmet off her bicycle handle.

"Oh, and hey Dipper. See you for movie tomorrow. Your place this time, ok?" She tightened her bicycle helmet and swung her leg over the bicycle seat and began to pedal. She went off into the sunset, with Dipper looking straight at her, his heart despondent and the look of heartache was etched unto his face.

Dipper still held on to the picture. He exhaled, still holding on to the memory. That was the past, however, and it's time to enjoy the present. He held the picture to his forehead one last time, and began to think if he should have a journal of his summer romance fails like Mabel.