Dust hangs in the air in the attic. Dipper sat alone. He was missing his sister.
This was their last summer together at Gravity Falls before they started college. He fondly caressed the old, ratty sheet on his bed and grinned. There were so many good memories here. Well- Some of them were bad but mostly good.
All those adventures they'd had. The laughing, the crying, the pants-pissing fright, they were amazing, every moment. None of those memories compared to her though. Mabel.
Mabel. He let her name roll though his head, collecting memories and quirks about her into his mind. He wandered toward private thoughts. The shape of her mouth, the way she chewed gum or ate a banana, her always present smile. An electric heat filled his belly.
"Uh-"
With a soft utterance he shook his head, pulled his hat from atop his curls, and ran his hand through them. 'Damn it's been two weeks.'
It had been two whole weeks since they came to Gravity Falls. And most unfortunately Grunkle Stan paid a lot more attention than their parents did, which was a real shame. The last few years they'd taken the liberty to sneak away and well 'you know' every chance they got. Because of Stan's vigilance, he'd kind of been avoiding Mabel for the whole time. Only seeing her at mealtimes, when they worked at the store, or when she insisted on hanging out with him, after hounding him.
He was so deeply in love with her ever since that one night at the shack three years ago during a thunderstorm. A shiver ran through him as he remembered their first romantic encounter. Soft whispers in the dark. Quiet moans and utterances. It was hard for him to stay away from her but harder still to keep his hands off her.
Sighing, he let himself fall back on the bed, threw his arm over his face, and gave in to his thoughts. Bits and pieces of ecstasy flitted through his mind; skin, heat, sweat, hard breaths in his ear, glitter, quiet giggling, the scent of strawberries. MABEL. His sister's name echoed loudly in his mind and he let out a groan not entirely of exasperation than forced himself to sit up again.
With a lip pulled into a sneer of frustration, Dipper looked down at his crotch. He let out a sigh and his mouth moved as if he wasn't sure what expression to make with it. With a quiet grunt he winced and adjusted himself until he was satisfied no one could tell what was really going on down there. Than sadly he jammed his somewhat faded blue pine tree hat back on his head, picked himself up, and took himself to the bathroom. This would already be the second time that day and it wasn't even eleven o' clock yet. But if he exhausted himself of sexual frustration, it helped a lot to keep the thoughts of his beloved sister away.
Dipper made his way to the bathroom, staring down with his hands in his pockets, lost in his own head. 'Even after all this time she just drives me crazy.' Or 'cray cray' as she would say. This elicits a smile from his lips. He didn't even notice his sister until he heard a voice right in front of him.
"Whatcha doooin?"
The seventeen year old started violently like a frightened cat, almost falling backwards in the process, his face full of surprise.
"DUGGH!"
The awkward noise was wrenched from him. In a moment he realized it was Mabel. With his hand pressed over his heart, an automatic smile spread across his face. He felt conflicted but his heart was very glad to see her. A relieved, happy chuckle bubbled out of him.
"Geez Mabes. You always do that! What is it with you?!" He jokes. "Sometimes I swear you're part ninja or something."
She stood in front of him with her hands behind her back, a mischievous smile spread across her face. A short purple tulle skirt practically caked in glitter and fake rhinestones adorned her somewhat chubby frame. Her torso was covered in a blue sweater that said SUP DUDE? in gaudy rainbow font. Thick black stockings led all the way to her pink flats. A more pronounced smile curled her mouth. Playfulness shone in her eyes and she dropped into a dramatic martial arts stance.
"Ohhhh waaahhhhh… You have found me out Dipper-san…" She says in a voice she imagines sounds Asiatic. "Now that you know my secret do you think you can defeat the master?!"
Her hand made a 'come hither' movement and she wiggled her hips, her eyes narrowed.
"I warn you Dipper-san. I have yet to be defeated. The last man who tried to fight me had his eyes gouged out!"
For a moment he considered playing along. But in the next moment he realized it would make things far worse for him down there. So instead he just scratched the back of his head lamely as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Sorry uh.. Mabel-chan?.. I have to er.. see a man about a horse. After that I promise we can hang out." He mumbled awkwardly and with a tiny movement he pointed to the bathroom door.
A knowing look shone in Mabel's eyes as she stood up again. Her gaze shifted down his body.
"No you aren't…"
Her voice drops to above a whisper.
"I know what you're really dooiiing."
She teases in a singsong voice, her eyes smiling with a hint of lust.
Dipper grabbed his arm; a sure sign of insecurity. Suddenly he became very interested with the dusty, scuffed wainscoting. He didn't know what to say.
"I uhh…"
After a quick look around, Mabel suddenly moved close to him, and she stared penetratingly at him.
Dipper could feel her only a foot away. His face grew hot and dutifully he avoided her gaze which might as well have been a death wish with how he was feeling. He started to sweat a bit as his body tensed up in anxiety. His heart feeling like it wanted to thump right out of his chest. In a desperate whisper he hissed at her.
"Mabelll! Gimme a break will you? It's been two weeks! What are you doing?! Are you crazy?! You're gonna get us caught! Grunkle Stan already knows things have been a little weird between us!"
He knew she knew he couldn't resist her when she looked at him in that way. He squirmed a bit under her gaze.
"I don't even want to think about what would happen if we were found out!" He said worriedly.
Considering his words, Mabel looked away while rolling her eyes and stepped back with reluctance, her hands clasped behind her back once more; her face grew hot as she quelled her thoughts with a sigh and slumped a bit.
Dipper hated rejecting her. It made him positively ache to do it. A small, frustrated frown appeared on his face. Determined though not to let her be too disappointed, he formed the words in his head; something to make her feel better.
"You know I'm only telling you this because I have to. You know I want to, Mabes. We just can't risk it." He said in a matter of fact but gentle tone.
"But Grunkle Stan fell asleep on the couch! This is our chance! It's been two weeks for me too you know." There was irritation in her voice.
He knew she was trying to coax him but he had to protect her. Protect 'us'.
"No way missy. I don't.. trust myself nor you not to be… uh.. l-loud.. It's just been too long and I-"
As he said the word 'loud' his voice cracked and he gulped. Blushing deeply, he shuffled his feet.
"It's just a bad idea."
He finished in a defeated tone.
Grumpily, Mabel smushed her back against the wall and slumped to the floor, staring at it. She fussed angrily with her purple tulle skirt. Her lip was pushed out into a pout and she scrunched her face up in frustration.
"Well you can't just keep avoiding me the whole summer. I can't take this. I miss my handsome guy!" She finishes in a bit of a baby voice.
Dipper blushed at the 'handsome guy' comment and chanced a look at her now. She looked pretty put out. He couldn't stand to see her like this. He felt a tug in his chest, pressed his hands into his pockets pensively and leaned against the wall with her.
"Look, maybe we can figure out something."
Chewing on her lip, Mabel thought too. Her eyebrows knitted together in an over-exaggerated expression of concentration.
Suddenly she wriggled her feet, her shoes clicked together in excitement.
"I know I KNOW! Let's go on a CAMPING TRIP!" She said her face in a triumphant smile.
With wide eyes, Dipper shot her a look of severe disapproval. Violently he shook his head.
"No way am I going in those woods overnight! And neither are you! During the day yeah, sure. But not at night!"
Mabel looked up at him pleadingly, pouting again, her eyes full of hope.
"Oh c'mon' Dipper, what's the worst that could happen!? We pretty much know everything there is to know about Gravity Falls now! There's no way anything could catch us by surprise anymore!"
Closing his eyes, he shook his head again resolutely.
"Uh uh. No way. It's too dangerous."
Scrunching her mouth up, she tried to think of some way to get him to agree and just like that it pops into her head. She smiles evilly to herself.
"You know, Dip…" She says in a smooth voice. "You're so much bigger and stronger then you used to be. I bet you would have no problem protecting us from anything that might happen."
Falling right into her trap, Dipper scrubbed at the patchy hairs on his chin, considering this.
"You are right. I am a lot more capable then I used to be."
Reeling in her fish, she added, "You can even bring the note books if you want, just in case!"
A small smirk appears on his face and he looked at her slyly.
Mabel loved that look of quiet confidence he would get. 'Oh god I wanna kiss him!' She thinks. But all she does is smile back at him, biting her lower lip.
"Whaddaya think?" She asks, already knowing the answer.
Dipper smiled more, seeing her classic sign of arousal. All they had to do was hike for a while and find a nice clearing.
His thoughts drifted again and his little problem returned in full force. Not wanting to have to worry about his 'issue' anymore, he consented a bit hesitantly.
"Yeah alright, let's do it."
Mabel shot up off the floor like a bottle rocket, her face brighter then he'd seen in a week.
"YESSS! CAMPING TRIP! CAMPING TRIP! CAMPING TRIP!"
She danced around him, jumping up and down, twirling and shouting in a sing-song voice.
Dipper laughed at her enthusiasm, smiling wide at his sister. She was still as easily excited as she was when she was a kid. Nothing could crush her spirit. God he loved that about her.
Suddenly his pensiveness is bombarded by a tight hug from Mabel. She presses her face into the crook of his neck and nuzzles happily. His heart sings as he feels her press to him. It had been a few days since she'd forced him into a hug and he was definitely not regretting his decision now.
However his hands started to itch. He wanted to pull her tighter to himself. Well a lot more than that. Before he let his emotions get the best of him, he gently pries her off of him.
When he looks at her he sees she's flushed again and chewing at her lip. With a small smirk and extreme control he fights not to embrace her again. A deep chuckle comes from him.
"Okay, okay. Save it for the tent."
He says quietly, raising an eyebrow at her.
