Stable Times or A Wild Ride?: A Shooting Star Falls Story

Part One

Wendy Corduroy rolled over and shut off the alarm on her cell phone, which had disturbed a pleasant night of rest for the auburn haired woman. Beside her, Dipper Pines remained undisturbed in his slumber, much to her envy. "Hey Dip…" the alabaster skinned woman whispered to her boyfriend as she placed a hand on his shoulder and began to rock him back and forth gently. "Dipper… Dippper… C'mon, it's time to go run…" Wendy spoke in a slightly louder voice. "Ugh…" was the only response she got from the eighteen year old. "I know it's early, but we promised each other…" the freckled woman said as she ran her hands through his unruly mane of brown hair. "Alright… Alright…" Dipper groaned as he rolled over and opened his eyes. It had been two and a half months since the outdoorswoman and the adventurous boy started dating, but to the teen it seemed like he had to remind himself every morning that it wasn't some dream; but in fact reality.

The brown haired man looked over at his girlfriend, who sat on the edge of their queen sized bed; clothed only in a pair of blue and white striped panties and a white tank top. "What are you staring at?" asked Wendy playfully as a smile broke across her face. "Just the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on…" Dipper replied. "Chick Lit 101 just texted me… They want their incredibly cliché line back…" the young woman said with a chuckle. "Ow… My pride…" Dipper deadpanned in response. "But for real… I don't know if it's the light in here, or what, but you look absolutely amazing…" the eighteen year old continued. Wendy slinked her way from the edge of the mattress until she was mere inches from her boyfriend. "Mason Pines… Are you trying to seduce me?" the ginger woman salaciously said as she extended her pointer finger and placed it under the scruffy chin of the teenager; slightly lifting his jaw. "Maybe…" he teased his lover. "Well then..." Wendy whispered as she leaned in towards Dipper's ear before continuing. "Tough shit… We're running… We made a promise to each other…" the freckled woman said as she leaned back. "Worth a try…" the brown haired man said with defeat as he sat up in the bed.

Wendy put on a pair of black running shorts and a grey t-shirt, which read 'Oregon State Police Academy, Class 168 01.17.17" in navy blue. Tying the laces on her shoes, she stood up to see her boyfriend still lying in the warm comfort of the bed. "C'mon Dip… Stop being so lame…" the redhead said as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. It had been nearly three months since Wendy had made the decision to drastically trim her long locks, but it was already beginning to reach the bottom of her shoulder blades. "I really need to make an appointment with Renee to get this trimmed again…" the young woman thought as she made a mental note. Much to her surprise, when she turned away from the mirror, she was presented with a fully dressed Dipper. "How'd you get dressed so quickly?!" the redhead exclaimed. "Easy… I keep some clothes by the end of the bed, in case I oversleep or there's a sudden knock at the door… You know, things like that…" the teen explained to his girlfriend. "Well… Color me impressed… Ready to get your run on?" Wendy asked. "As ready as I'm gonna be…" Dipper replied unenthusiastically.

Wendy wasn't a fan of starting her day at five fifteen in the morning, but as a former cross country runner in high school, as well as the hours she had pulled as an officer, it had become ingrained in her. The dark night sky slowly began to give way to the lighter blue of dawn as the couple finished their morning routine. Stopping so that Dipper could buy the pair some water at a corner market, Wendy felt her phone buzz in her pocket. "Who the hell is calling me this early?" the redhead thought to herself as she stepped out of the store and onto the sidewalk. 'Blubs' the screen displayed as the freckled woman removed the electronic device from her shorts. "Hello?" she answered. "Wendy… It's Blub's…" a deep voice spoke on the other end of the line. "Hey Chief…" she replied. The officer had always dreaded the day she'd have to decide whether or not to resume her job at the Gravity Falls Police Department. While she knew that she'd have to get back to work eventually, the previous three months had flown by in a blur. From the untimely deaths of Mabel and Pacifica, to the karaoke serenade of Mabel Pines on her and Dipper's eighteenth birthday, the young woman felt as if it were all some sort of dream. While she didn't want to worry her boyfriend, the redhead's paid leave had ended. As much as she wanted to continue living her life day to day, she knew that the bills had to get paid somehow.

"Wendy… Are you able to come down to the station in a little bit… There's something I need to discuss with you…" the older man said in a serious tone. "Yes Chief! I-I'm out for a run right now with my boyfriend… But… Just give me about an hour and I'll be right down…" the young officer answered the request. "Alright… That sounds good… I'll see you soon Officer Corduroy…" the deep voiced man said as he hung up abruptly. Wendy put the phone back into her shorts as Dipper exited the store with two large water bottles. "I was wondering where you went…" the brown haired teen commented with concern in his voice. "I-I had to take a call…" the redhead replied hesitantly. "At five fifty one in the morning?" Dipper inquired. "Y-Yeah… I-It was… Chief Blubs. He wants me to come down to the station so we can discuss something …" the young woman said as tears formed in her emerald eyes.

"Look… I know that you have to choose if you wanna stay on the police force or resign… But whatever your choice is, I'll support you one hundred percent" the teen reassured the uneasy woman. "Th-Thanks Dipper… But I don't really think I have a choice… I-I mean… I have to pay for my apartment somehow…" Wendy declared in a defeated voice. "I-If it comes to it… I'll go find something to help out… You're not gonna go back to something you feel uncomfortable doing… I mean, you've made so much progress since you tried to… Well… You know…" Dipper explained. "I know… But I wouldn't wanna put that burden on you… I mean… You wanna start that whole supernatural activity show and all… I don't wanna be the one who makes you give up your dreams for me…" Wendy said as tears streamed down her freckled cheeks; landing on the concrete sidewalk below. "You're not gonna make me give up my dreams… Besides… Being with you is one of my dreams… And it came true… So I have no doubt in my mind that the others will too…" the eighteen year old comforted his girlfriend. Wendy tried to speak, but struggled to find the words to properly express how she felt about her boyfriend. Time after time, the teenager managed to say just the right things at exactly the right time. "Thanks Mason…" was all the ginger woman could manage to say, but it was enough for Dipper.

After a slow walk home, Wendy and Dipper shed their now sweat soaked clothes and walked towards the bathroom. "I-I'll let you go first… Since you have to leave soon" Dipper offered to the young officer. "I have a better idea…" the redhead said as she grasped the hand of the chivalrous man and led him into the glass walled shower. After a torrid session of love making, the couple exited the shower and the alabaster skinned woman began to get ready for the meeting she was dreading with every fiber in her being. While Wendy dried her hair in the bathroom, Dipper walked into the bedroom and approached the closet. Selecting his attire for the day, the brown haired teen got dressed, hoping he had made the right choice. The young woman opened the door to her bedroom to see a shocking sight before her. Dipper was dressed in black dress slacks, a white buttoned up shirt adorned with a black skinny tie, and a black suit top. A pair of shiny wing-tipped dress shoes completed the decidedly dapper look for the eighteen year old. "Y-You look amazing! But why?" Wendy asked in confusion. "I-I'm coming with you… And I figured that if I'm going down to the police station, I might as well look presentable…" her boyfriend explained. "You're such a dork… I love you…" the redhead replied with a chuckle. Wendy walked over to her dresser and selected a black pair of boyshort panties and a simple black bra to start her outfit. After searching in her closet, the young woman found an acceptable ensemble for her important meeting. An aqua colored buttoned up shirt tucked into a pair of tight black dress pants completed her professional styled outfit. After putting on her earrings and makeup, only two items remained to finish her look.

With a trembling hand, Wendy opened a small drawer in her desk to reveal her service weapon and badge. It had been three months to the day since she had last worn both. Placing the golden metallic badge into a leather holder, she clipped it to top hem of her pants. Her black handgun, which had remained in its holster since the early June morning in which she attempted to end her life with it was the final piece to adorn her. Securing the firearm to her hip, the auburn haired woman was ready to head down to the police station. "We look like we belong in a cop show, like that Bronx Eight-Eight or something…" Wendy suggested with a laugh. "Yeah… We do, don't we?" Dipper replied. "Oh! I've got it… We're two government agents sent to a mysterious Pacific Northwest town to investigate a murder, only to discover that the town is hiding a paranormal secret…" Wendy continued as she imitated a voice over artist. "That's unrealistic… Nothing like that would ever happen… Especially around here…" the brown haired teen deadpanned as the couple busted up in laughter, noting the irony. Hand in hand, the couple began the short walk to the Gravity Falls Police Department, where Wendy would decide her fate.

Author's Note: So, this was again supposed to be a one-shot, but whatever. Part two should be out in less than a week, as I've already got it planned out in my head. I've just actually got to find the time to write it down. Thanks for the reviews and follows. I read every review, so feel free to leave your feelings on the story. Until next time!

My playlist for this chapter:

Paramore – "Hard Times"

Sick Puppies – "There's No Going Back"

Papa Roach – "Help"

As Lions – "Aftermath"

Buckcherry – "Sorry"

Sylar – "Soul Addiction"

All That Remains – "Madness"

Halestorm – " Apocalyptic"