Chap 1
Just friends. Those words ricocheted through Dipper's head like a rubber ball. He had never really been one for falling in love, but then life threw that monkey wrench named Wendy into the mix. For a full three days he couldn't stop sulking, maybe long enough to eat and talk with Stan, and Soos, but other than that, he walked around as if he simply didn't have the energy to breathe.
But after three days, Mabel decided enough was enough. Her eyes sprung open early in the morning, before Dipper had gotten the chance to wake up. She sat up, waking Waddles from his peaceful slumber at her feet. She sat him up in front of her, "Waddles, I have a mission for you. It's called operation…" Mabel paused.
"WAKE UP DIPPER!" Mabel shouted as she threw waddles into Dippers bed.
"WOOINK!"
Dipper sat up, "Huh? Mabel…?" He said between eye rubs and yawns. Mabel quickly leapt over to his bed, and yanked him out by the arm,
"Up and at 'em Dip!"
Dipper resisted feebly, but the combination of exhaustion and being simply unable to care forced him to give in, and he let himself be dragged out of bed and onto the floor. Mabel stood over him, staring down at the sad husk she called a brother.
Dipper groaned, "Mabel, I'm not in the mood."
Dipper lay on the ground, blankly staring at the ceiling. Looking at her twin, Mabel knelt down and sat on her brother's chest. He ignored her as she crossed her legs and stared down at him.
"What's wrong Dip dip? You seem sad."
"I'm fine Mabel."
"No you're not! You've been mooping around for the past three days!" Mabel poked at his face, trying to pull the corners of his mouth into a smile.
Dipper swatted her hands away, "I'm just, having some issues ok?"
"Why are you so hung up on Wendy?"
Dipper looked at her confused, "How did you-?"
Mabel raised her eyebrows at him, "Don't look at me like that. I'm not stupid, there's really only one thing you'd be sad about."
"Why would you care about my problems?" Dipper grumbled,
"Cause I miss you dude. You're all depressed, and boring, and distant, and-"
"I get it." Dipper interrupted.
Mabel crossed her arms, "Just tell me why you're so messed up about it,"
Dipper sighed, "Look, I just thought she would be…I don't know…like the one. I wished that, she would feel the same."
Mabel sat up and rubbed her chin. She felt like a plan was forming, and waddles helped her along by oinking loudly. "I know…YOU, bro-ham, need to go on a date!"
