Dipper's POV:

I stand in the isle, facing hundreds of my friends and family. My nerves have long since gone. I find the face of my sister and we exchange smiles. This whole process has been long and hard and I'm grateful for her support. There's a twinkle in her eye as she turns away. My eyes find what she is looking at. Her husband, Robbie, sits in the front row beaming up at her. I never cared much for him, but the way he looks at my sister reminds me that he adores her.

I take a deep breath. I have someone who looks at me that way too and after today she and I will spend the rest of our lives together. I put on a smile as the familiar march fills up the building. The crowd stands and the most beautiful woman to walk the face of the earth walks slowly toward me. My heart soars as I watch my bride-to-be come to stand beside me.

The ceremony flies by and before I know it, I am in our bedroom. We share wine and a bed. I couldn't be happier. Today I am now the proud husband of Wendy Pines.

Five years later…

Dipper Pines moaned and leaned against his front door. He had just spent an exhausting day at work and wanted nothing more than to relax. He forced himself away from the door and shuffled painfully to his bedroom. He opened the door and plopped down on the bed. Something in Dipper's head told him that something was wrong but he ignored it.

A few hours later, Dipper's stomach woke him up. It growled and rumbled loudly. Ughn…So hungry. What time is it? Dipper looked up. The clock read 9:35.

"Uhh…Wendy?" He called out.

No response. Dipper's head shot up. All his tiredness forgotten as he realized his wife was missing. Where is she this time?

Wendy Pines had taken to disappearing during the day and reappearing in the middle of the night. It was starting to piss Dipper off. Once or twice sure, he could understand that. Counting tonight however, Wendy had not been home when he got there for four days that week.

He got up and made his way to their kitchen. He and Wendy had opted to stay in Gravity Falls, Oregon. Wendy's hometown was potentially the deadliest place in the U.S. with the strangest creatures and people. He had given up life of normalcy for her. He had given up everything he knew for her. At the time it was a no-brainer. But now..?

Dipper shook himself. His wife should be allowed a social life after all. She had plenty of friends and a job too. She worked as a teen psychologist and often liked to grab a drink with her best friend Tambry at the only bar in Gravity Falls.

Don't I deserve to spend some time with my wife? Dipper thought angrily. He worked hard too. He was a surgeon, the best in town. He had late shifts and as one of the five surgeons in Gravity Falls he was often on-call as well.

A few years ago, he and Wendy would meet up at the bar to relax and talk about their day. These days, she was gone when he came home and rarely extended an invitation for him to join her. She'd stumble in, drunk and giggly. He'd put her to bed and try to catch some sleep before the inevitable call back to work.

Dipper poured himself a cup of water and made his way to the fridge. He opened the door and stared at the emptiness. Damn! She forgot to go grocery shopping again! Wendy had promised him that she would go. Dipper tried to think, wasn't that this morning? His brain was too tired to really think. He dug deep and realized that she had promised that morning. She had told him she didn't have to work so she would have time to go. If she wasn't working, where is she? Dipper gritted his teeth, he had an idea but he really hoped he was wrong. Dipper snatched his coat, threw it on and headed back out to town.

The sign hanging above Skull Fracture, the town bar, glowed brilliantly in the night. The giant bouncer glared down at Dipper as the latter approached. Then with a sorrowful shake of the head, he stepped out of the way.

"She's uh, in the back." The bouncer mumbled apologetically.

"Of course she is." Dipper grumbled, "Thanks."

The man nodded, a glum look plastered on his face. Dipper walked inside and looked around. The usual crowd of large-muscled bikers sat around the bar. They talked to each other about motorcycles and random everyday things. Dipper noticed the way they gave him sympathetic glances. He scowled, this was becoming embarrassing. His wife was slowly turning into the new town drunk and everyone knew it.

He glanced over to the back of the bar and saw several familiar faces. His wife Wendy was sitting cross-legged on the table. She laughed and rambled about something he couldn't hear. Tambry looked embarrassed and flustered. She and Manly Dan, Dipper's father-in-law, were trying their hardest to get her down. Wendy stubbornly stood up and yelled.

"No! I'm naw getting' dow!"

Dipper's heart plummeted. She must have been seriously wasted to be speaking in slurs.

Manly Dan spoke next, "Please baby, get down. You need to get home."

"Yeah," Tambry added, "It's ten o'clock, you need to sleep this off."

"I don't wanna sleep!" Wendy cried out like a child. "I wanna stay up an…dr-drink so' more."

"Well I'm afraid I can't allow that Wendy! You're coming home, now!" Dipper snarled, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

Manly Dan and Tambry jumped at the sound of Dipper's voice but Wendy seemed delighted to see him.

"Dipper! My Dippy is here!" She giggled, "I love my Dippy-doo!"

Dipper gritted his teeth, "I love you too, sweetie. Let's go home."

Wendy hopped off the table ecstatically towards Dipper, who managed to catch her. He sighed and after saying his goodbyes, carried his very drunk wife home.