You know…I always wondered just exactly what would happen if Dipper had taken Wendy's hand in the Dream Land Bubble (as I like to refer to it since I have completely forgotten just WHAT the name of it actually was)…he would have had the one thing he wanted…to be older, to be with Wendy, and to finally be taller than the rest. What if he did that and escaped the bubble still…but the changes were permanent? Let's find out shall we?

Updated: 11/28/2018 (sorry for the extended wait…I decided to write at a very weird point in my life)

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Hypothetical Inquiries

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"You know…if you were older you'd be like…my dream guy!" Wendy was lying next to me. The scenery couldn't have made her look any more perfect than she already was. She was entrancing, hypnotizing, and something in the back of my mind was screaming at me not to believe what she was saying. But how could I refuse?

I'm only human after all.

"So you're saying…if I was older you'd go out with me?" I asked. I can't pass up this opportunity. There's absolutely no way…it will never come again. I missed the rest of what she said but she had her hand held out to me, her eyes were shining and she was smiling at me. The music that continuously played for hours on end was ringing in my ears making my thought process muddled and the screaming in the back of my head was all but silenced.

I took her hand in mine and all I knew was white…

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I don't know how long I was out for, but I felt messed up. My stomach was like a washing machine and I turned over to let loose a torrent of bile. I hadn't even realized I had eaten recently. But as I go to rub my face I groan and stop in place a moment.

Was that my voice…? Are these my hands…?

I push myself up off the grass and look at the lake with the singing tree and blink at it. Funny…I could have sworn that tree had turned nightmarish for a split second. Oh well, that was the least of my concerns. I stumble on my legs and fall a foot away from the water and I look at my reflection in the water.

"Oh crapbaskets…what have I done…?" My hair was longer…but it fit my face a little better than I expected it had I grown it out before (though the stubble on my chin seemed a bit much). My clothes are basically the same but for some reason I have a long sleeved red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to show off my-

"Well shit…Mabel is going to kill me." I pat my body down and scratch at my tattoos to hopefully rub them off. These tattoos aren't what I would have ever expected anyone to get. They seem to be instructions that I don't know how to read or comprehend yet. I can tell they are instructions because apparently I had the foresight to put the word "instructions" underlined and above the calligraphy. Great.

Suddenly I got hit with a huge migraine, stopping any other thought. Falling to the ground I hold my head and grind my teeth in pain before it went away just as fast as it appeared. I had to get up. Something was very wrong now and I could feel it all around me. I had to find Soos and Mabel and…

"Wendy…she said she was going to go tear up the school. Hopefully I can run as I am now." I took off and…wow I was quick. I ran in a random direction, listening for fireworks I was sure to go off near me. I even stopped to ask a floating pancake for directions to the school. Is it bad I wanted to eat him? I shook my head at the thought when he pointed in the direction of where I wanted to go. I had to find Wendy first.

On my way over to the school, I turned a corner and ran straight into something, but my reflexes seemed to be on par when I reached down and caught whoever it was that was falling.

"I am so sorry I didn't mean to- Wendy?" I asked incredulously, my baritone voice raising an octave from the sight of her.

"Dipper…?" She questioned incredulously and I had the good graces to rub the back of my head in embarrassment. I never noticed her blush when I looked away. "Dude…what happened to you?"

"I don't know…but what I do know is we need to get out of here. I had to find you first." My voice trailed off.

"Why?" Geez. What a simple question with the most simple, yet unwanted, answer.

"I don't know," I lied, "Let's go find Mabel. We have to leave this damn bubble! We have to leave as soon as possible." I gently grabbed her wrist and nearly dragged her in the direction of the castle that Mabel resided in.

"Dipper! Dipper, wait! You're going to rip my arm off man!" She yelled at me and I stop slowly so as to not irritate her any further.

"Sorry Wendy…I didn't mean to-"

"Dude, it's okay. Just be careful next time. With great size and strength comes great responsibility." She rolled her arm in discomfort, an awkward smile gracing her features. I rubbed the back of my head once again. It's starting to become a habit. It was then a giant Waddles walked by and laid down on his belly to dispense of the travelers on his back. Wendy and I looked at each other and shrugged before walking onto his back and sitting down in the (surprisingly) comfortable pillows. He looked at us and squealed.

"Uh…to Mabel…?" I asked and Waddles merely stared at me…and then stood up and walked in a different direction than from where we came. It wasn't until a few minutes later I saw the castle that Mabel stayed in. I suddenly grew nervous. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

"Dipper." Wendy tapped my shoulder from next to me. It was quite a surprise that I had to look down to see her.

"Yes?" I drawled out as calmly as I could…on the inside I'm sweating bullets. The fuck do I do? What does she want? Since when do I curse? Oh shit! She's talking to me. Listen Dip-shit! Ha…that was a good one…Dip-shit. Oh crap. "I'm sorry, what? I was distracted." She did not look too happy. Her arms were crossed, her lips twitched into an adorable scowl, and she squinted at me with irritation. Oh dear God and Jesus, why is Wendy getting angry hot?

"Distracted by what? Waddles?" She snipped at me.

"You do realize that just talking to you and looking into your eyes is enough to distract me right?" I snipped back petulantly, crossing my arms and looking away with a pout.'

"My…what…?" I heard the meek question louder than it was probably said and it made me flinch. I immediately turned around praying my blush had disappeared as fast as it appeared.

"Fuck…I mean I was distracted by my thoughts on how we're going to get out of here!" I laughed nervously. Why is it that even though I've grown up and become more mature…that I still act like the same old me? Is this how I am growing up? Or maybe it's just when I'm around Wendy. That's gotta be it.

"Whatever dude…let's just get to Mabel, grab her and Soos, and find a way to get home." Wendy seems to have shrugged it off. Good. That makes things easier…I guess.

"I just wish I knew a way to get us back to reality." And suddenly everything stopped. The banging eighties music, the cute stuffed animals in the streets, and Waddles even turned to look at me with soulless, piercing, beady black eyes. Suddenly the two fake hunks run up to us, wheezing and panting from the long and arduous journey.

"Dudes…we forget to mention…" The black haired guy raised his hand in saying that he needed a moment to breathe along with his comrade. "Never mention reality, man. It's the only rule we have. So what's going on my man?" He obliviously looks around at all the animals staring at the two passengers. I can only smack my face against my palm.

"Why couldn't you have told us sooner? And where is your CAR?" I yell but was suddenly startled by a deep, ominous voice behind me and I turn around to see a tree looking at me with its eyes ablaze with the fires of Hell…

"Dipper Pines! You have broken the one rule of Mabeland; you have mentioned the accursed and infernal damnation that is reality. You must now leave this place…FOREVER!" The Tree spoke with finality.

"Well…shit." Wendy summed up all the words in my head in that one moment. Even when she's not trying, somehow she helps me out. Thanks Wendy.