Hey, it's TMNTGFKittySidekick01(that probably would've been more interesting if the name was shorter)! So, I wanted to post this last weekend, but I ended up having to work on a science project (which I feel I deserve at least an A- on after spending almost three days on it!)! Anyways, I finished, it's spring break now, and now, here it is! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravity Falls
Dipper's POV
I was not having a good day, that was for sure. This morning when I woke up, I couldn't find Journal 3 and panicked. While I was searching, I found out Mabel had spent the entire night in the attic making a new sweater entirely out of Christmas lights only. I tried telling her that she could have been electrocuted or, even if she did manage to pull it off, she only would've been able to wear it near a socket. Instead of listening to me, however, she just kept rudely meowing in my face.
"Meow meow meow meow meow meow!" Mabel rudely yelled as she pretended not to listen.
"Alright if you meow one more time-" I started, but she just interupted me.
"Meow meow meow meow meow meow!" She yelled again.
Finally, she just got tired and roughly shoved me out the door and said that they were her sweaters and her's only. I tried to not let it bother me, but I just hate it when Mabel's mad at me. I don't mean to lecture her, I just want to keep her safe and happy, yet, somehow, I always end up doing the opposite, at least, with the happy part.
I decided to just keep looking for the journal. I searched the living room, the kitchen, and in the woods. I searched where I had guessed the Hide Behind was when I was speculating whether or not it was real, where the all-knowing mailbox once was before it disappeared into thin air (literally), and where I found out Mabel was dating a bunch of gnomes willing to do anything for a queen instead of a zombie like I had thought, but I couldn't find it now matter where I looked. I was so panicked until I felt something against my rib. I felt in my vest and realized the journal was in it's rightful spot in my inside vest pocket all along! I had just wasted the entire morning for nothing! Humph!
I decided it was time for lunch, so I went back to the shack and into the kitchen only to find that Grunkle Stan forgot to go get food (again), so now I'm stuck starving until dinner. Oh, I'm so hungry my stomach actually hurts.
Finally, to top it all off, just as I was starting to relax for the first time today, Stan made me clean the bathroom. Again! I just did it last week, and tried to tell him that, but he didn't listen.
"Kid, you don't get anywhere in life by pretending that you can just avoid work." Stan argued with me.
"But Grunkle Stan-" I tried arguing back, but, for the second time today, I was interupted.
"No buts except yours on the bathroom floor cleaning! I have to go do some tours, and I want that bathroom spotless when I get back!" He yelled and stomped away into the gift shop, slamming the door as he left. I growled in frustration before stomping off to the bathroom to scrub anything that needs cleaning again.
Mabel's POV
After I slammed the door on Dipper, I immediately felt bad. He was just trying to look after me, and yet, I always reject his suggestions for my safety because I just want something else so badly. I open the door to try to apologize, but I find he's already gone.
I decide to just clean up the Christmas lights and wait until he comes back up here later. With the decision made, I try to pull all the lights back in a pile without tangling them, but I on tripped one of the lights and I find myself twisting and turning on the floor until I find I'm simply bound up in the lights. I try to wiggle out of the middle of the big tangled mess, but at first, I find it's no use.
"Save me Mr. Rhino, save me!" I yell for help, but when I look up on my bed where he's perched, I see he's just ignoring me.
and, after about two hours, I finally have all the lights untangled and wound up like a lasso. I exit my attic bedroom and am just about to put the lights back in the closet I found them when I think I hear something downstairs.
"Kid, you don't get anywhere in life by pretending that you can just avoid work." I heard Grunkle Stan say.
"But Grunkle Stan-" I heard Dipper try to complain, but Grunkle Stan cut him off again.
"No buts except yours on the bathroom floor cleaning! I have to go do some tours, and I want that bathroom spotless when I get back!" I heard Grunkle Stan yell and stomp away followed by the slamming of a door.
This only makes me feel worse about shutting Dipper out earlier. While I was being bound up in lights, I kind of forgot about doing that until now. I hate when Dipper's upset and I know I have to make this right. I go back to the closet and put the lights in and go back upstairs to the attic.
I pace the floor in the attic trying to find a solution to my problem when I spot Waddles on my bed. I decide I need to talk my problems out with a pig. I jump onto the bed and set Waddles on my raised knees. I then used my fingers to make it seem like he's talking like when I was trying to find out how to get Stan to be more truthful before falling in the bottomless pit.
"Waddles, what do you think I should do about Dipper?" I ask.
"He's having a bad day oink oink", he says back to me.
"I know, but how should I help him?" I ask.
"Maybe you should surprise him with a splash attack oink oink." he says back.
"Say oink oink one more time", I tell him.
"Oink oink", he says back.
"Waddles your a genius!" I compliment. I feel a mischief smile spread across my face as I start forming a plan in my head.