Before we begin I just wanted to let you all know that this story is not linked to my other Gravity Falls stories. Meaning that it does not take place in an alternate version of the series. Everything that has happened in the actual show, (from both seasons 1 and 2), is, in fact, true in this story.
F.Y.I. this story was done as a request for fellow FanFiction member, retro mania. Hope you enjoy it.
Gravity Falls: The Pines Meeting
Chapter 1
Sunday, November 25th, 2012
It has been a few months since the whole Wierdmageddon incident, and everyone has finally settled back into their regular lives. Well, for what you call normal in Gravity Falls. However, since Dipper and Mabel lived in California, they were unaffected by the supernaturalities of the town. But that didn't mean they weren't up to date on what was going on there.
"Whoa, whoa. Hold it. Back up. How the hell did Thompson get attacked by gnomes?" Dipper asked Wendy via Skype. The two of them had kept in touch ever since Dipper went back to Piedmont through letters, emails, phone calls, texting, and of course Skype.
"Yeah, I told the gang about the time you and Mabel 'encountered' the gnomes at the beginning of summer," Wendy explained. "Robbie, of course, dared Thompson into going to their hiding spot dressed as a woman. They were pissed off when they found out that Thompson was actually a dude. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Oh man, that was funnier than the time he got chased by those security guards at the Woodstick festival."
"Ha, ha, ha," Dipper laughed back. "Yeah, that sounds funny. Did you, or any of the gang get a recording of it on your phone?"
"Type up 'Dude gets attacked by Crazy Gnomes' on YouTube. Tambry just posted a video of the whole thing." Wendy replied, still thinking about the video.
"Awesome."
Unbeknownst to either of them, Mabel was eavesdropping on their conversation by peeking through Dipper's bedroom door. She'd been doing this pretty much every single time that they had a Skype chat while she was around. Deep down, she knew that there was still the spark of romance waiting to ignite into the flame of true love, and she wanted to be there when it caught fire. So far Mabel could clearly see this happening as both Dipper and Wendy staring at each other lovingly, but with a layer of awkwardness surrounding them.
"Anywho, I really should get going. Gotta get some homework done before dinner," Dipper said. Breaking the silence, which Mabel found disappointing.
"Yeah, I gotta get going too. The gang and I are going to meet up with the gang soon," Wendy agreed. "I'll chat with you tomorrow. Same time?"
"Absolutely. See you then," Dipper responded while smirking, (without realizing it).
"See you," Wendy said, (also smirking), before signing off.
Immediately after they were done, Mabel decided to go downstairs before Dipper caught onto her.
When she got to the kitchen, she found her dad, Sherman Pines Jr, preparing dinner, while her mother, Sheryl Stone Pines, was sitting at the table patting Waddles, not caring at all that the pig was chewing on a table leg. Seeing the way her mother was bonding with pet made her so happy.
At first neither of her parents liked the idea of having a pet pig, but eventually, Waddles grew on them. Sheryl especially liked how he was the only one to enjoy her cooking, "F.Y.I. she somehow burns everything she cooks". Soon they came to accept Waddles as a part of the family. They even got Waddles a collar, his own pet bed, and even a pig license for Mabel so that she could legally keep him.
"What have you been up to Mabel?" Sheryl asked, taking notice as her daughter took a seat next to her.
"Oh, you know the usual stuff. Hanging out in my room. Doing fun stuff. Secretly watching as Dipper gets closer and closer to achieving true love. You know," Mabel replied. Not realizing that she'd confessed to spying on Dipper, again.
"Mabel," Sherman called out from the other end of the kitchen, not turning around as he continued to cook. "How many times have I told you not to spy on your brother? It's a violation of his privacy. Besides you've been saying that for years and it hasn't happened."
"But I'm serious" Mabel defended. "I swear I saw him and Wendy staring at each other lovingly. C'mon mom you gotta believe me."
"Don't listen to her honey. The last time she said she saw true love happening, we almost got sued."
"Hmm. Well staring lovingly at someone is the definite sign of true love," Sheryl replied. Agreeing with her daughter. "I mean think about it honey, we did that a lot after we started dating and look where we are now?"
"Oh yeah. Hmm, reminds me of when we first met. Remember?" Sherman asked his wife in a flirtatious tone.
"Oooooh I remember," Sheryl responded in an equally flirtatious tone. "That's one night I'll never forget."
"How did you two meet anyway?" Mabel asked curiously. "Ooh, ooh was it at a dance? A romantic themed one? I bet it was."
"Well… um… you see…" Sheryl stuttered. Trying how best to describe to her daughter how she and her husband had met, (but failing miserably).
"Hon, could you get the dishes out?" Sherman interrupted in a desperate attempt to change the subject. "Dinner's just about ready. Speaking of. DIPPER! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW! IT'S DINNER TIME!"
"COMING!"
Despite their attempt, Mabel wasn't done. "Wait, what about…"
"That's a story for another time sweetheart," Sherman interrupted. Turning around as he continued talking. "Right now let's just focus on my famous cheese-loaf."
"YES!" Mabel cheered. Her attention being completely drawn towards the food.
Halfway through a surprisingly quite dinner, Sheryl decided to spice things up a little.
"So Dipper I hear that you've been spending a lot of time chatting with that lumberjack girl from Gravity Falls lately."
"Have you now," Dipper responded while giving Mabel a deathly glare. Knowing that she was the one probably responsible how their mom knew of this. Unbeknownst Mabel, Dipper did, in fact, know about her constant spying on him. He didn't bother to bring it up to her because he knew she wouldn't stop. Besides as their father had told them, curiosity always killed the cat. But at the moment he was starting to regret not dealing with the issue himself.
"Augh I'm starting to regret not buying a Mabel proof security system for my room," Dipper said to himself. "Man I really need to talk to her about this. Or better yet, get my room Mabel-proofed. Na, that'd cost too much."
"So what's she like? How's she doing? What about her family, how are they?"
"Well, um," Dipper began, feeling pretty awkward at the moment. "Wendy's an exciting, adventurous, and overall pretty awesome person. She's currently working at the Mystery Shack. Also, with winter break starting this Friday, she's enjoying all the free time she can before spending the rest of the month apocalypse training with her father, and three younger brothers."
"Wait I thought Winter break didn't start for another two weeks." Sherman chimed in. "And what's this about apocalypse training?"
"Actually," Dipper explained, "in Gravity Falls, winter break starts at the beginning of December. Apparently, a bunch of students threatened to destroy the school superintendent's prized car if he didn't increase their winter break. As for the apocalypse thing, well her family doesn't celebrate Christmas for some reason. Instead, they spend all of the winter breaks preparing for the apocalypse. During this time they have no contact with anyone outside their home, use of any sort of technology is forbidden, they constantly set up traps to capture anything that could be a threat or food, and a bunch of other stuff."
"Does she enjoy it?" Sheryl asked.
"It actually sounds kind of cool. Though Wendy's kind of been a getting a bit tired of it, which she's expressed to all of her closest friends. Just whatever you do don't tell her father. He can be a bit temperamental."
"Not to worry son. Our lips are sealed," Sherman said assuringly.
"Agreed," Sheryl added in. "Though it's too bad that Wendy can't enjoy the holidays."
"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we invite Wendy to stay with us for the holidays," Mabel suggested. "That way she can celebrate Christmas while avoiding having to do her family's end of the world thing, and allow Dipper," nudges his shoulder at this point, "to get some along time with her."
This resulted in Dipper spitting out the water he'd just been drinking.
"MABEL!" Dipper screamed.
"What? We all know you two are in love."
"First off, Wendy and I are not in love. We are just friends. Secondly, true Wendy's getting tired of apocalypse training. But that doesn't mean she wants to come all the way out to a town she's never seen to spend a month with a family who she's only had interaction with three-fifths of. Thirdly, I highly doubt mom and dad will…"
"It's alright with me," Sheryl stated. "Dear?"
"As long as her dad is okay with it. Then I'm good. Besides, we renovated the basement during the summer so now we have two guest rooms, (plus my man cave). Meaning we have plenty of room."
"Bu… but … but," Dipper stammered.
"It's settled then. Wendy can come and stay in one of our guest rooms for the holidays," Sheryl declared. "Dipper you'll invite Wendy during you're next talk with her, and let us know as soon as possible what her answer is."
After that, everyone returned to eating, with Dipper having lost any voice in the previous discussion.
"Hey Dipper," Mabel called to her brother, the latter of whom was just coming out of the bathroom, ready for some reading before bed. Though despite looking forward to this, that didn't mean he was over Mabel's interference with his life at dinner. Which he had no problem showing in the tone of voice that he used to respond to his sister.
"Yeah, Mabel?" He asked annoyingly.
"Early today, before dinner. Mom and dad were saying how they remembered when they first met. But when I asked how it happened, they completely changed the subject. As if it's some sort of big secret."
"Maybe it is Mabel. So what?"
"So what? Dipper this a mystery. We're the mystery twins. It's our job to solve this mystery and find out why our parents are keeping it hidden from us."
"Augh. Okay Mabel, let me just say that there's probably a good reason for why they aren't telling us how they met. It's probably something not meant for new teenagers, (like ourselves), to hear. Chances are, they'll tell us the whole story once we're a bit older. Oh and also, when it comes to people's personal lives, STAY OUT OF THEM!"
"Sheesh. What's your problem?"
"Oh my, for cheese sakes. First, you've been peeping in my conversations with Wendy..."
"I have not," Mabel said in an attempted to defend herself.
"Yes, you have. I've known all about how you've been spying on me and Wendy since September. I know this since you aren't the best at stealth and the reason why I didn't say anything about it because it wasn't affecting things between me and Wendy. But then you go and tell mom and dad all about it. Claiming that I still have a crush on Wendy, (which I can assure you, has been dead for months). Then on top of all that, you suggest inviting her over as if we're dating and it's time for her to meet her 'boyfriends' family. Seriously Mabel, just please try not to play matchmaker if Wendy decides to come over?"
"Don't worry bro-bro. I'll be on my best behaviour."
"That's what i'm worried about," Dipper said before going to his bedroom.
Laying down in her bed, cuddle up to Waddles, Mabel couldn't help but think of what had gone on that day; and what her plans were for dealing with all of it.
"Mark my words Waddles," Mabel whispered to her pig. "By the end of December, I'm going to discover how mom and dad first met. Plus get Dipper and Wendy to hook up. It's matchmaking time.
End of Chapter 1
Okay, so it appears there's going to be two plots in this story. Not something I've ever planned on, but I like the idea. Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, especially retro mania. Please feel free to leave any reviews you have on this story.