Mabel's POV

It was almost six years since me and Dipper have been to Gravity Falls, and it was good to be back. Dipper had gone off to a different college than me and I've been feeling very alone and left out. But now we're back together for another summer in the Mystery Shack with our Great Uncle Stan. Him and Great Uncle Ford had spent their life since that summer all those years ago travelling the world in their Stan O' War, and have finally returned. When Dipper and I arrived at the Shack, Stan greeted us with a big hug.

"Oh kids! It's been too long! How have you both been?" he asked us.

"Oh, you know... Alright, I guess." Dipper replied, rubbing the back of his head with one hand while holding his bland, almost military grade suitcase with the other. He was always so serious, ever since he was a kid. Whereas I was the complete opposite of him, always goofing off and making funny noises just to annoy him. But he never got mad. He just shrugged it off as 'Mabel being Mabel.' I suddenly realize I had been day-dreaming about Dipper when Stan started shouting at me.

"Hey! Earth to Mabel! How are you kid? You alright?" he asked me, trying to get my attention.

"Oh, yeah, great Stan!" I reply, coming back to reality. "How's the sailing around the world thing go with Grunkle Ford?"

Stan looked behind him and I noticed a small frown appear on his face, but it disappears as quickly as it came. "Uh, great," he says, with his head slightly lowered, "Sixer decided to continue adventuring while I took a break. It sure is tough work, you know. Hey, why don't you kids come inside?"

Dipper carries his luggage inside while I pickup my sticker covered suitcase and backpack full of sweaters. Everyone tough it was just a creative phase I was going through, but I wear them all the time, even at the age of 17. Me and Dipper took our stuff up to our old room, and we find that it had been untouched since we last stayed there.

"Wow, Stan must've kept it like this as a memento or something." Dipper commented.

After we unpacked, Grunkle Stan gave us a movie to watch in the living room while he went to his room to do, who knows what.

"Eh, I don't know Mabel. I'm not really into the whole, romantic thing. Can't we watch this one?" Dipper holds up a action movie with a helicopter exploding on the cover.

"Nooooo..." I say in a very whiney voice, "I wanna watch this ooooneee..." I make a puppy dog face to try to convince him.

"Gah, fine. Just stop making that face." Dipper says making his signature annoyed face. He popped the movie in and we began watching. Soon, we discover that the movie Stan picked out for us probably wasn't suited for our age. He must have not noticed which one he chose, because it was getting a little... intimate.

"Uhh, I don't know about this movie Mabel, maybe we should change it to-" Dipper began to say.

"Shush!" I cut him off, "I'm trying to follow the plot!" I always had a fascination about this kind of thing. Plus, the guy was kinds cute. He looked a little like Dipper, with his stern jaw, and little tuff of hair on his chin... The dreamy eyes... Wait, what am I thinking?! I can't seriously be thinking that about Dipper! I thought.

Dipper's POV

Oh boy, this is getting weird. This movie is getting really weird and Mabel isn't minding it... Maybe I should just turn it off.

"Uhh, I don't know about this movie Mabel," I start to say, a little worried, "maybe we should change it to-" Suddenly I'm cut off by Mabel.

"Shush! I'm trying to follow the plot!" she says.

What?! She can't be serious. I look over to her and find that she looks like she's daydreaming. What could she possibly be thinking about?

A bit later, after the movie had finished, I try to slink away without talking to Mabel about it. I just can't bring myself to recall the events of those two and a bit hours. While I do this I'm constantly thinking Please don't ask, please don't ask!

"So, what'd ya think of the movie Dip?" Mabel asks. Damn it! Why Mabel?! I shout at myself as I turn around and try to hold a cool face.

"Uhh, yeah. It was... um, good?" I say more as a question than a statement. There was a long silence before I turn and quickly ran up to our room.

Mabel POV

Well that was strange...Dipper probably got really embarrassed by the movie. I should go see if he's okay. I rush up to the attic and find Dipper sitting on his bed with his nose deep in his Journal. "Hey Dipstick... You alright? That movie didn't freak you out too much?" I calmly ask him, with a sort of half smile. He sighs and puts the book down with a thud.

"No, it's just," he starts, his head low, "It's just that I'm watching it with you, my twin sister! I mean come on! It's awkward."

"What's awkward about it?" I ask in a convincing tone. "We're just two young adults watching a movie. That's all." Dipper turns his head away.

"It... I mean, well. It's like I don't have anyone, you know? That's it, I'm alone." Dipper suddenly releases.

"What are you talking about Dipp? You got me!" I tell him.

"I know but, that's different. We're related. It's not like we could ever..."

"What, date?" I interrogate him.

"No Mabel, I-" Dipper gives a grunt of frustration and flips onto his side facing away from me. "I'm tired. I'll see you in the morning."

I just stand there, not knowing what to do. He's so lonely, he needs someone to love. Someone like... like... It suddenly hits me. I know what I need to do.

"Yeah, see you in the morning Dipper." I tell his back. "Sleep well."