Friday, December 6, 2013. Piedmont High School. 8:15 AM. Staff Collaboration period.

Mabel has a club meeting during this time period. Dipper isn't in any clubs, and all the teachers are at a staff meeting, so there isn't much he could do.

Dipper decided to spend the period working on an English essay due the following Monday. If he could finish it today, then he wouldn't need to worry about it over the weekend.

Dipper is one of the few students in the library. Most other students, instead of studying, would hang out in the hallways, the breezeway, or the campus quad during the Staff Collaboration period. It could get quite noisy in these areas as a result; so those who prefer studying, like Dipper, would rather spend time in a much more peaceful environment, like the library. And the library is peaceful…for now.

A boy walked into the library, and spotted Dipper busily working away at one of the desks. He casually strolled over to where Dipper is sitting, and Dipper is so absorbed that he didn't notice him come.

"That seems like a very nice book; maybe I should check it out!" the boy suddenly snatched Dipper's book and started flipping through it.

"Hey, give it back, George!" Dipper retorted softly. Being in the library, he cannot raise his voice too loudly.

"Well, if you want to get the book back, then you got to catch me first! Ha!" George taunted, and he raced out of the library. Dipper ran after him out of the library and out of the 30's building into the campus quad. George turned and ran up the stairwell leading to the breezeway. He stopped in front of a trash bin.

"You want the book, come and get it, you nerd!" George tossed the novel into the bin, and walked away laughing.

"Hahaha, you're a big old failure. You care more about your books than having fun! Haha! No wonder you have no friends," George chuckled as he strolled down the breezeway.

Dipper ignored what George had said about him, and reached his arm into the trash can to retrieve his novel. Dipper brushed off the food debris stuck on the cover and walked back to the library.

During brunch, Dipper wants to go to the science office to ask his biology teacher a quick question regarding an assignment. He and Mabel would usually stay together during break times and walk with each other to their next classes if they have them together, but Dipper wants to clear up his small uncertainty with one of his teachers, and asked Mabel to go ahead first.

Once Dipper left the building into the breezeway, Dipper accidentally bumped into a girl carrying a lot of stuff. Upon impact, the girl dropped her notebooks and supplies onto the floor. The girl got down and started picking up her things.

"I'm so sorry; here, let me help you," Dipper said as he picked up a folder.

"Don't touch that you freak! Stay away from me!" the girl slapped Dipper's hand and grabbed the folder Dipper picked up.

"I bumped into you, and I'm sorry. I just want to help…," Dipper tried saying.

"I don't need any help! At least not help from you!" the girl spat bluntly. "And please stay away from me! I don't want to been seen near a weirdo like you! It'll hurt my reputation."

"But why…," Dipper asked, hurt by the girl's words.

"Shut up! I don't need to hear your reasons! You're an extraterrestrial and I don't want to be near you and that is all that matters!" the girl shouted, and she took off down the breezeway with her stuff.

Two girls nearby saw what had happened, and started whispering to each other.

"Dipper's never going to get a girlfriend," one of them said. "What kind of girl would want to go out with a nerd who smells like baby wipes and does nothing but study and read doctoral dissertations?"

"Agree. Any girl who goes out on a date with him must be mentally retarded," the other said. "And that poor girl he bumped into is right. A weirdo who is into stuff like monsters and calculus must be an extraterrestrial. It's no mystery why he has no friends. Man, imagine what his sister has to go through every day."

"I know, right!" the first one replied. "I feel so sorry for Mabel. She has to put up with a lunatic all the time. So tragic!"

The two girls laughed, and each did a high five. They continued laughing as they walked into the 30's building.

Dipper sighed, and walked towards one of the entrances of the 20's building, where the science office is located.

The rest of the day went by uneventfully, but Dipper could not get the two instances that happened during the Staff Collaboration period and brunch out of his mind. He thought deeply on the things said to him. In fact, he is wondering if those who said them are actually right. The thought only made Dipper sadder.

It is a Friday, and a lot of students would want to hang out with their friends after school; go see a movie, play laser tag, or whatever. Mabel has a lot of friends, but would prefer spending the time with her brother, Dipper.

At home, things are uneventful and typical. Mr. Pines is at work down in San Jose, and Mrs. Pines, an illustrator for kids' books, is busy working on cartoon drawings in her workroom and has requested not to be bothered.

Dipper and Mabel are sitting on the couch in the living room. Mabel is looking at the lyrics for the main song of a recent Disney animated movie that had been released nationally last week. The twins had watched it together in theaters, and Mabel couldn't get the songs out of her head.

"Hmm…I really cannot decide which one I like better: the one sung by Demi Lovato or the one by Idina Menzel. Both sound really good…," Mabel mumbled to herself.

Dipper is still reflecting on the harsh things said to him that morning. They are hurting him real badly – but they are probably true. But the only way to know if it is true or not is if his sister agrees with them.

"Hey Mabel?" Dipper started uneasily.

"Yeah, Dipper?" Mabel chirped.

Dipper took a deep breath, and then let out what he wants to ask. "Do you think…I'm weird?"

Mabel's smile disappeared from her face upon hearing that question. "What do you mean?" Mabel asked.

"Well, what I mean is that…am I really as weird as other people claim I am?" Dipper continued. "Is it true I have no friends? That I am an extraterrestrial? Or a nerd? Will I ever get married?"

"Whoa, slow down, Dipper," Mabel replied. "Where did you get all this nonsense?"

"Everyone at school thinks so," Dipper sighed. "And they are probably right. I am a weirdo. I am a nerd. I have no friends, and I am probably going to stay a single, lonely man for the rest of my life."

"Don't say that Dipper," Mabel said. "You're far from a weirdo. And of course you will get married one day. There has to be at least one girl somewhere in this world who would fall in love with you."

Dipper hung his head low. He doesn't really seem to be taking the reassurances that Mabel is putting into him to heart.

"Oftentimes, the world wins. If they see me as an annoying, weird, know-it-all, then that would be the only thing that they will see of me. There is no use changing that," Dipper moaned. "I have no hope. I will never be seen from anyone as a person worthy of love. I could get hit by a bus and no one would notice, let alone care. Heck, most people would probably be glad that an annoying freak like me is gone. That's right. I'm neither lovable nor worthy. I'm just a friendless nerd."

Mabel feels hurt by Dipper's words. She knows that her brother is having internal troubles, and she hates seeing him like this. Dipper is the person she loves the most, and she will do what it takes to cheer him up or change his negative mindset.

"Dipper, you are much more than what people think you are," Mable said sternly. "I know that for a fact. You are a smart, talented boy. You deserve love, and a friend. You are the most love-worthy person I know. If people cannot see that, then that's their problem."

"You really think so?" Dipper asked dejectedly.

"I can prove it, Dipper. There is so much about you that others simply don't want to care about," Mabel responded.

"Yeah right. Like what?" Dipper grumbled. "Any physical proof?"

"Of course there is. Wait here," Mabel said, and she got off the couch and took off up the stairs. A few moments later she came back with a couple of her scrapbooks.

Mabel sat back down beside Dipper and opened up one of her scrapbooks. She flipped to a page that contains a bunch of school documents and certificates.

"Look at all this stuff from middle school, Dipper," Mabel said. "For every semester for all the three years we have been in junior high, you've never failed to be on the honor roll. And one look at your report cards is enough to confirm the validity of your status. Not to mention, you have also been given other non-academic awards, like the leadership award, or community service award."

Dipper took the scrapbook and flipped through the several pages containing only things related to Dipper, most of them certificates showcasing Dipper's outstanding academic record, his excellent leadership qualities, or his willingness to help around the school.

"You are a very responsible and smart kid, Dipper," Mabel said. "Only those who care a lot about their future will take school seriously. And it's not just grades you are good at; you help teachers. You lead others; even if some students aren't willing to listen to you just because you are you, at least you have the potential that teachers were able to see!"

"But wouldn't any of this stuff just make me a nerd, or some sort of teacher's pet?"

"You just take your studies seriously, and get along well with teachers. That's nothing to be ashamed of," Mabel responded. "People call you a nerd or a teacher's pet in a mocking or sour manner because they are jealous or they simply don't like those who are better than them. They themselves are disrespectful towards authority and don't get good grades, and they believe they can make themselves look cooler by putting down those who aren't like them."

Dipper broke a slight smile. He is glad to know that getting good grades doesn't make him a cut-off of any sort.

"Getting good grades and having good relationships with teachers is something you should be proud of, Dipper," Mabel continued. "We are almost one semester into high school, and you are doing just as well. Your average GPA would be higher, and you would have an easier time getting teachers to write recommendation letters for you. At this rate, schools like Caltech or UC Berkeley would be begging to have you. Continuing higher education at prestigious schools like them is something you should be proud of; and again, if people make fun of you for going to those 'nerd schools', just remember that they themselves don't have what it takes."

"Thanks Mabel. But you also do quite well in school yourself. It would be nice if we could attend the same university. I'd like us to stay together."

"I wish so, too, Dipper. But seriously, you have a higher chance of going into the UC's than I am. At least we can try to be within a driving distance of each other if we don't make it into the same college. But anyways, moving on…"

Mabel took the scrapbook and flipped to another page.

"You are a very loving person, Dipper. You are willing to spend your time making gifts or cards to give to those you love," Mabel took out a rose from its slot and showed it to Dipper.

"I will never forget whatever it is you do for me," Mabel said nostalgically. "Be it you give me a flower, a card, or just a greeting on Valentines' Day, on our birthday, on Thanksgiving, or on Christmas, you never fail to show your love for me."

"I'd do anything for you, Mabel. Because yes, I do love you, and I want you to be happy."

"And that is something you should be proud of, too. You show how much you care through action. I don't know why the other girls at school wish they don't have a brother like you. They really don't know how loving of a person you really are. You are the best brother ever, to be honest."

"Well, the girls at school think you are unfortunate to have me," Dipper sighed. "They feel sorry you have to put up with me all the time."

"That's their problem," Mabel commented. "And how are you being my brother unfortunate? I don't need to 'put up' with you. In fact, I would say the best thing that has ever happened to me is being given a twin brother! You were always by my side even before we were born, and I think the others should be happy for me, not sorry. They have no idea how joyful I am just to have you around."

"Thanks, Mabel. I'm also glad that you are my twin sister as well. My life would be very sad and lonely without you."

"Same here," Mabel smirked. She then closed the scrapbook she had opened and took out the other scrapbook she had brought down with her. It is the scrapbook that contained their first summer over at Gravity Falls, back in 2012.

"Dipper, if there is any more proof that shows you are a talented person worthy of love, nothing contains more than that first summer we had at Gravity Falls," Mabel opened up the scrapbook and started looking through the unforgettable memories.

"Dipper, we've fought monsters, solved mysteries, and made many friends over at Gravity Falls during that summer," Mabel proceeded. "Dipper, you took on living wax figures. You got yourself beaten up by a living arcade character just to vanquish him. You fought Gideon's robot with your bare hands – and without Grunkle Ford's journal, too! Sure, you may have raised the dead…but had you not joined in on the singing, we couldn't have overcome them. Dipper, your care for me and your over-worrying saved me from marrying those gnome-jerks. You helped eradicate the Blind Eye Society and get McGucket back his memories. You helped took on Bill Cipher – three times! Nothing could top all of the dangers you have been put through and successfully overcame."

Dipper looked through the pictures of all the adventures he and his sister had during that amazing summer. They had a lot of fun trying to crack the town's biggest mysteries. And Mabel is right – he faced all of those dangers and came out of it alive.

"Dipper, you may not have friends here in Piedmont, but you have many friends back in Gravity Falls," Mabel reassured. "There is Soos, there is Wendy and her gang, Candy and Grenda…and Pacifica? I don't know how she thinks about you; the last time you spoke with her she just couldn't get herself to talk. But seriously, you made much more friends there than you ever made here."

Dipper smiled at all of the memories of Gravity Falls. That was a very good summer.

"But Mabel…," Dipper started asking. "Despite all what I have accomplished and what I am good at, do you think I would ever get married? Let alone even get a girlfriend? I mean, you saw what happened when Grunkle Stan took us on that road trip."

"Grunkle Stan just gave you bad advice. It wasn't really your fault. And I'm sorry for getting mad at you. It wouldn't change anything."

"It's okay, Mabel. I probably deserved all that anyways," Dipper sighed. "It's just that…I don't want to live a lonely life. I want to get married one day. But at this rate, I'm probably going to grow old and have not even gone out on a single date yet."

"We may be too young to think about marriage right now, but I can tell you this, Dipper. You will get married one day. I know that. No matter how weird you are – which you aren't, I can assure you – there is a girl out there who will find you and all your traits attractive. And as your sister, just trust me when I say you will find your perfect match and you will live a happy married life."

"Well, if that's the case, then could you be my wedding planner?" Dipper asked playfully.

"I'd be more than welcome to plan out your wedding, Dippy," Mabel smirked. "I can envision it right now, actually. In fact, I think I can even predict who your future wife might be."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know… a girl who is cool in the face of danger I suppose? That seems to me the perfect match for you at the moment."

Dipper made a small chuckle, but then his smile disappeared. Mabel noticed that Dipper's eyes suddenly looked as if he is about to cry.

"Dipper, are you okay?"

"Oh, uh, nothing. I'm fine," Dipper responded. "It's just that…thank you, Mabel, for showing me who I really am. If you aren't here for me, I guess I would always assume the worse of me."

"You're welcome, Dipper. Hey, come here," Mabel wrapped her arms around Dipper. Dipper pressed himself against his sister in a warm and loving embrace.

"If you ever feel sad, lonely, or unloved, Dipper, just remember that at least I, your very own twin sister, love you," Mabel whispered. "I will always love you, Dipper. You are my twin brother and I am very thankful to have you. Just keep in mind that at least you have me. So please stop saying bad things about yourself – for me. I love you, Dipper."

"Thanks, Mabel. I love you too," Dipper whispered back. Mabel continued stroking Dipper's hair. She then lifted his head and kissed him on the cheek. Dipper smiled at Mabel's affection, and further curled himself up against his sister as she continues cuddling him.

Gravity Falls was created by Alex Hirsch and produced by Disney Television Animation. All characters and related media belong to Disney.

Frozen was produced by Walt Disney Animation Studios. "Let it Go" was the film's main song, and was sung by Idina Menzel in the film itself and Demi Lovato in the closing credits.