A/N: This takes place right after Boyz Crazy. I guess it's kind of a 'What if the boys weren't complete idiots and the show looked further into Robbie and Wendy's relationship' AU type thing.
"Uh...Robbie?" Tambry called, glancing up from her phone to flip the light switch in her friend's pitch black bedroom.
"Ugh. No. Light. Turn it off." Robbie groaned, flinching at the sudden brightness and covering his face with his hoodie sleeves. He was sitting on his bed, curled up into a ball with his knees pulled tight to his chest. And from the looks of it, he'd been there for a while.
Tambry rolled her eyes and did as he said, sending the two of them back into a world of darkness, a world that seemed to perfectly match just how the owner of the room was feeling: Devoid of light and devoid of life.
"Ohmygod. You look horrible." Tambry gasped, walking toward Robbie and using the dim glow of her phone's screen to see him.
He looked as if he hadn't bathed or slept in days.
Tambry had been friends with Robbie for a long time, and she'd seen him go through some pretty tough times, but she'd never seen him quite like this.
"Back off." Robbie grumbled in response. "If you're already gonna be like this then you can leave."
Tambry frowned. "Uh, there's seriously no way I'm leaving you like this." She told him, shaking her head. "I came here to check up on you, and now I see you're a total mess."
The raven haired teen groaned. "Whatever. I know I look like shit, and I don't really care. Just go, okay? I'm fine. I'm completely fine, I swear. I don't need you fussing over me." He hissed, his eyes clenched tightly shut.
He tried his best to act like his normal self, as if he was only tired and irritated and nothing serious was bothering him, but he knew it was entirely pointless. Not only because was he a bad actor, but also because he knew Tambry would see right through his little act instantly.
"Um, first off, I know you're not okay. I know that something went down between you and Wendy." Tambry said.
Robbie's eyes shot open as he heard Wendy's name. He did not want to talk about Wendy right now. He didn't even want to think about her. Just hearing her name was enough to send him back into a downward spiral of self loathing and sorrow.
"You don't know anything." He snapped.
Despite his attempt to hide his true emotions behind anger, his voice was drenched in hurt, and Tambry instantly knew her guess was right.
"I'm not an idiot, Robbie. I can tell something's up. Wendy's like, literally my best friend. We were texting last night and I know something happened between you two. She's pretty torn up about it too, you know." Tambry said, scowling at him. "There's no reason to get so defensive. I just wanna know what's going on." She flicked a strand of his greasy hair away from his face. "Neither of you guys have hung out with the crew in like, three days. And without you two around the boys are completely lame."
Robbie scoffed and shook his head. "Figures...you're only concerned 'cause you're bored." He sneered. "And uh, why don't you just go ask Wendy what happened? Seeing as you're 'like, literally bffs.'"
Tambry rolled her eyes and glanced down at her phone to send another quick text before responding. "'Cause she's Wendy. Duh. She doesn't talk about this stuff. Like, almost ever. Even with me. You know that." She sighed. "As soon as I mentioned you she started acting strange, but when I asked her what was up she made it seem like nothing happened."
"Of course she did." Robbie muttered, shaking his head. "Well don't ask me what happened. 'Cause I don't usually talk about stuff like this either… And even if I did, right now I really don't want to."
"Uh huh. Whatever you say, tough guy." Tambry mumbled sarcastically. "Okay, but really, whatever you did actually like, /hurt/ her. You know she never lets crap get to her, Robbie. And as a good friend of both of you guys, I'm pretty sure I need to know what happened."
"Ugh. Shut up. It's none of your business. Seriously. Would you just leave me alone already?" Robbie begged, flopping over onto his stomach and burying his face in his pillow.
"Nope, I'm staying right here 'till you talk. Might as well just spill already. We both know you always do, eventually." Tambry insisted, clearing a spot in the mass of crumpled papers and clutter littering the end of his bed so she could sit down. "Look, I'll even put my phone down so I can be a good listener."
Robbie lifted his head from his pillow and cast a glance at his purple haired friend over his shoulder. He could tell she was determined to figure out what had happened, and he knew she'd eventually find out anyway, so he decided to give in. Maybe then she would leave him to his own self-loathing.
"It finally happened." He mumbled after a moment of tense silence. He hoped his vague statement would be all she needed to understand the situation.
Tambry shook her head. "Could you actually say something that makes sense?" She asked.
Robbie sighed in irritation. "Alright, fine… I pissed her off." He growled. "Are you happy now? I pissed Wendy off and then that stupid little kid who follows her around got in the way and I couldn't fix it."
"Is that seriously the end of the story?" Tambry asked, rolling her eyes. "You're acting like this, and she's just angry? Why didn't you wait 'till he left so you could apologize?"
Robbie shook his head. "Ha-I wish it was that easy." He sighed. "Look, I tried to apologize, but it didn't work out. I'm sure without Dipper around everything would have been fine, but eventually she…she broke up with me."
Tambry raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Really?"
Robbie nodded. "Yeah…And she looked so upset with me. I have seriously never seen her that upset…I mean, I think she actually cried! And we both know Wendy like, never cries." He told her, frowning. "I seriously screwed up." He added in a whisper, rolling onto his back to stare dully at the ceiling.
"Oh, wow. That's...that's no good, dude. What did you even do?" Tambry asked, her voice sounding a lot gentler now that she knew the situation. She knew how much Robbie loved Wendy, and it finally made sense that he looked so heartbroken.
"Uh, well...I kinda stole some song off the internet and pretended I wrote it for her. And it ended up having some kind of secret hypnotic messages in it or something." Robbie said quickly, nearly facepalming at how stupid it sounded now. "Then Dipper figured it out and told her…It all went downhill from there."
"Seriously?! Why would you even do that?" Tambry asked, shaking her head in disappointment. "Even for you, that's kind of pathetic."
He groaned. "I only wanted to impress her! That's all I ever wanted to do. You know that! I really didn't mean to lie about it. I never mean to be such a jerk to her…" He said. "Man, I screwed everything up so bad, Tambry. She gave me a chance and I completely ruined it. I was such a crappy boyfriend. I don't know why I ever thought I was even halfway good enough for her. She was just gonna break up with me eventually anyway. It was bound to happen."
"Don't be so down on yourself, dude." Tambry told him, frowning sympathetically. "I mean, you really do love her, don't you?" She asked.
"I'm completely stupid for her." Robbie replied, wiping away a stray tear and using all his willpower to keep himself from sobbing pitifully into his pillow.
"I'll take that as a yes..." Tambry mumbled. She sighed, and then stood up and looked directly at him. "Listen Robbie, if anyone is perfect for Wendy, it's totally you."
Robbie seemed confused by her statement.
"I've known her for like, almost her entire life and I know her well enough to see that Wendy's completely crazy about you. She loves you, Robbie. And apparently what you did really hurt her, and I don't know how you managed to screw this up so badly, but you need to fix it. If you two stay broken up any longer the crew is pretty much done for." She pointed her finger in his face. "So if you love that girl then you better get your act together and apologize for being an idiot before it's too late or her dad finds out you hurt her and hunts you down and murders you or… something."
Robbie stared at her blankly, his mind struggling to catch up with what she'd just said. "Wait, you seriously think she actually...likes me?" He asked.
"Duh! I thought we already established this! Now shut up and go talk to her before I post a picture of your pathetic face on my blog." Tambry urged.
"Whoa, no! Wait a second! What am I even supposed to say to her?" Robbie asked quickly, sitting up. "You know I suck at like…talking to people!"
Tambry rolled her eyes. "Okay, calm down." She said. "Just say you're sorry; tell her how you feel. It's not that hard, actually. I don't know if you've noticed, but talking to people tends to make things better about eighty-nine percent of the time."
"But...What if I mess things up even worse?" Robbie asked.
"Oh, stop with the excuses, Robbie! You'll be fine. Get your sorry butt out of bed and fix this mess." Tambry told him.
"Oh, fine." Robbie sighed. "But only because I know if I don't do it now I'd never have the guts to..."
"I figured." Tambry agreed. "Just be glad you had me here to help."
"What would I do without you, Tambry?" Robbie asked, somewhat sarcastically.
"You're welcome, V." Tambry grinned. She turned her attention back to her phone, catching up on all the texts she'd received in her brief absence. "Oh, by the way, you definitely need to take a shower before you talk to her. You smell like a decaying corpse." She said as she walked out of the room, turning on the light on her way out.
"Thanks for that encouragement." Robbie muttered, rolling his eyes. "But that's probably just my decaying heart you smell."
Tambry scoffed. "Oh, stop being so melodramatic." She said, slamming the door behind her.
A/N: I wrote this story right after Boyz Crazy and never thought it was good enough to publish. Yet, here it is. Be prepared for teenage post-breakup drama, lots of Wenbie and WenDip feels, and possible OOC-ness due to the rambling of my own broken heart. Also, just as a side-note, I've probably referenced to/quoted a lot of things in future chapters, specifically the Scott Pilgrim comics, the Perks of Being a Wallflower, and Graffiti Moon by Cath Crowley. I apologize for this beforehand.