Birthday Weirdness In The Rose City: A Shooting Star Falls Story
Part One
Dipper Pines rubbed his eyes as the alarm on his cell phone went off. Normally, the eighteen year old man would have woken up his girlfriend Wendy Corduroy to go for their morning run, but today was different. He quickly silenced the alarm and glanced over at the redhead beside him, who slightly snored in her still undisturbed slumber. "Okay… I only have a few hours to do this…" the brown haired teen thought to himself as he carefully exited the bed and walked out of the bedroom. The night before, he had strategically left his clothes for the next day in the hall closet, to help aide in his plan. After taking a short shower, Dipper put on his outfit, which consisted of slim straight blue jeans, a heather grey t-shirt, and red flannel shirt. Putting on his black skate shoes, the teen grabbed a brown firehose jacket and exited the apartment.
Deciding that both his car and Wendy's truck were far too loud to try and sneak out with, Dipper decided to walk to the corner market, which had just opened up for the day. After walking a few blocks in the chill of the early November air, the brown haired man arrived at the store; where he would buy the ingredients for a breakfast that would start off his girlfriend's birthday weekend. Having planned the morning for several weeks, he made short work of picking out the food for the epic meal that awaited an unknowing redhead back home. He looked down at his watch, trying to stay on schedule as best he could. The cashier quickly scanned his purchases, which he was grateful for. While he had come out of his shell quite a bit over the years, the eighteen year old was still somewhat of an introvert and was glad that he didn't have to engage in a fake conversation this early in the morning.
The walk home was uneventful and Dipper soon found himself back at the apartment. "Six minutes ahead of schedule!" he proudly boasted to himself. The next part of the plan would be tricky, as any small mistake could put his whole operation into jeopardy. Taking down the pots, pans, plates, bowls and glasses that he would need, the teen got to work. An hour later, with the sun rising in the horizon, Dipper had finished the meal. Three cheese omelets, maple syrup oatmeal, bacon, sausage, grits, toast, and fresh fruit sat on the kitchen table, awaiting the guest of honor. The brown haired teen made his way into the bedroom, where he spotted his lover laying on her stomach; an arm draped over the side of the bed. It took everything inside of him to keep from taking a picture of the peaceful young woman. Placing his hand on her freckled shoulder, the teen nudged his girlfriend gently as he tried to wake her. "Wen… Hey Wendy… It's time to wake up…" he softly said to the slumbering woman. What happened next was entirely unexpected. The auburn haired twenty year old shot up from the bed, nearly smacking her boyfriend in the head with her flailing arm. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I overslept! Shit! Shit!" she said in a panic; forgetting momentarily that she had taken the day off of work to extend her birthday weekend. "Wendy! Wendy! It's okay… You took today off, remember?!" the brown haired man tried to reassure the frazzled redhead.
Catching her breath, Wendy soon realized that her boyfriend was right. "S-Sorry… I just wanna keep my job is all… I'm still in my first ninety days, so I can't make any mistakes…" the alabaster skinned woman apologized as she gathered herself. "No problem…" Dipper replied. "What smells so good?" the scarlet haired woman asked with a furrowed brow. "That, my dear, would be your breakfast…" the red flannel clad man informed his girlfriend. "M-My breakfast?" she asked skeptically. "Yeah… I figured that we'd get your birthday off to a good, nutritious start…" Dipper continued. The young woman, who was clad in a pair of green flannel patterned sleep pants and a slightly large black long sleeved t-shirt, rose out of the bed to make her way to the kitchen, where the feast awaited her eager stomach. Her expectations based on Dipper's insinuation were not only met, but exceeded. All of her favorite foods were on full display, much to her delight. "This looks amazing… Thanks honey…" the young woman said as she planted a kiss on her boyfriend's lips.
The couple proceeded to devour the meal; leaving little left on the many plates. "That… Was… Amazing…" the ginger woman struggled to say between labored breaths. She was quite full from the large meal the brown haired teen had prepared for her. "No problem babe… I-I think that the morning run might be off for today… I'm stuffed…" he replied. "Don't worry… We can work it off later…" the auburn haired woman said suggestively with a wink. "I'm gonna hold ya to it…" Dipper playfully shot back. The rest of the morning was laid back, as the couple caught up on TV shows they had missed, including Wendy's favorite, World Wide Wrestling's GEN: NEXT. After watching both men and women grapple, the next part of Dipper's birthday weekend extravaganza was put into play. "You know… I heard that they're coming to Portland this weekend… It's a shame it's sold out already…" Wendy said with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "I'm sorry… I wish I had known earlier…" the teen said as he prepared for the big surprise. "I got you the next best thing though…" the chestnut eyed man said to his girlfriend, pulling a Blu-Ray shaped case from between the couch cushions. "Wendy took the wrapped gift and wasted no time ripping the covering off to reveal a new wrestling documentary on her favorite wrestler, 'The Builder' Seth Black. "Thanks Dude!" she shouted with excitement. "Let's watch it right now!" she continued as the ginger woman opened the case, where much to her surprise, two tickets to the show in Portland awaited her.
"OH! MY! GOD!" Wendy practically squealed as she wrapped the teen seated next to her in a tight hug. "B-But how?! This show had been sold out for a few weeks!" she asked in disbelief. "Let's just say I know a guy…" he said smugly. Dipper had seen an advertisement for the show online and tried to buy tickets as soon as they went on sale. Much to his disappointment, they had sold out in seconds, as the venue only held about three thousand people. Then, a thought came to him. For years now, he had heard from Wendy, Tambry and many others that if you wanted to get something, Nate was the guy to see. Taking their advice, the brown haired teen paid a visit to the tattooed man's house. After explaining himself for a few minutes, Nate was more than happy to help him out with acquiring the tickets. "Well… I don't know how you managed to do it, but thank you!" the scarlet haired woman said as she pecked her boyfriend on the cheek. "Well… Since we're going all the way to Portland, I figured we're gonna need some tunes… So here…" the flannel clad man said as he produced yet another gift; this one shaped like a CD case.
The redhead tore into the wrapping paper that obscured the plastic case from her sight with reckless abandon. Much to her delight, Dipper had bought her the just released album from Paraless, which was her favorite female-led pop punk band. "Let's put it on right now!" she exclaimed as the young woman opened the case, only to have a pair of tickets greet her for the second time that day. "H-Holy… Holy Fuck! YES! YES! OHMYGOD! FUCK YEAH!" the clearly excited woman yelled at the top of her lungs. "So… I take it that you wanna go?" Dipper asked incredulously. "YES! I-I'd love to! Thanks Mason! Thank you so much!" the auburn haired woman replied as she wrapped her boyfriend up in a tight hug and tears escaped her eyes. "Well… Get your bags packed… We leave in a few hours!" the brown haired man cheerfully informed her. Wendy was beside herself, as it was still sinking in to the still twenty year old that her boyfriend had planned a whole weekend for her. The freckled woman swooned internally at the incredibly romantic gesture as she leaned in to lock lips with her lover.
A strong and passionate make out session broke out between the couple, and soon clothes littered the hardwood floors of the apartment. Dipper and Wendy were lost in passion as they began to roll around on the dark leather couch. The fun times came to a sudden halt as the pair fell off of the sofa and landed with a thud to the floor below. "Fuck!" Dipper exclaimed as he held his arm in pain. Fear raced through the mind of Wendy as she remembered the broken hand and wrist that her boyfriend had suffered five months ago. "Dip! Are you alright?!" she shouted. "Y-Yeah… Just banged it on the ground a bit…" he groaned, much to her relief. "Let's just save that for later tonight when we get to Portland…" the brown haired man suggested. He really wanted to continue, but thought better it, despite his raging hormones. "Yeah… Good idea dude…" she responded, as the young woman tried to mask her disappointment. Over the course of the last few months, the redhead had grown quite used to getting intimate with her boyfriend. After revealing to friends and family alike that they had become an item, the most common response was usually how well they seemed to fit together. "If only they knew just how far that truth ran" she often mused to herself.
Wendy walked to the hall closet to retrieve a bag for her weekend adventure to Portland. While she had been to the city many times before to see concerts and sporting events, she never tired of the place. Part of her wanted to just leave everything behind in Gravity Falls and start fresh with Dipper. Another, and far stronger part, realized that running away from her problems wouldn't solve anything. The ginger woman realized that she had built a life in the small central Oregon town and would get homesick if she did leave. Finding a green and yellow duffle bag from her days on the cross country team, the freckled woman made her way to the bedroom to begin to pack. Selecting a few outfits, she packed them into the bag. "Man, I have way too many jeans and t-shirts" she thought to herself. After grabbing her toiletries from both her dresser and the bathroom, she was almost done. Opening the top drawer of the wooden cabinet, the redhead grabbed one final outfit. A silk and lace pink negligée and matching panties were packed into the duffle bag as Wendy intended on fulfilling her promise of continuing their previously derailed activities later.
The redhead walked into the bathroom, where she spied Dipper shaving. Having taken advice from his Grunkle Ford, he used a burst of fire to get rid of the whiskers that adorned his face. "Please… Be careful when you do that… I-I kinda think your face is cute…" Wendy said with a concerned voice as she shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. "Don't worry, my 'cute' face is fine… Ford showed me how to do this, like, a million times…" the teen replied with confidence. "Whatever, dude…" the auburn haired woman said as she closed the shower door and the sound of cascading water filled the room. Dipper took this chance to remove his already packed bag from the hall closet. He was glad that Wendy had failed to see it, as it contained one final birthday present for her. Taking both bags to the living room, the young man had a moment to look around the apartment. In addition to pictures of her family and friends, a few pictures of the couple now adorned the drywall of the apartment. Dipper's favorite was of their first official date, where they had driven to the larger town of Bend to go to a fancy restaurant. Dipper wore his suit and Wendy wore a dress that would have fit right in at any of the Northwest's high society dinners. The emerald green gown matched her eyes, and drew that attention of many that night.
The brown haired teen's concentration was broken as his girlfriend rejoined him, dressed and ready to go on the adventure that lay ahead. Wendy had chosen an outfit of light blue jeans with the knees torn, a black t-shirt emblazoned with the yellow logo of Seth Black, a black leather jacket and a black oversized beanie. Dipper, meanwhile had worn a pair of khaki cargo pants and a grey long sleeved thermal shirt with a navy blue t-shirt on top. Grabbing both bags, the strong eighteen year old walked down the steep steps that led to the vestibule of the apartment as Wendy locked the door behind her. "I still can't believe you did all this for me…" the ginger woman swooned as she joined her boyfriend on the bottom step to sit down and put her shoes on. "Well… It's your birthday… And… Well… After this summer, you need to just cut loose and have some fun. Especially since you've started that new job and haven't really had a day off in about a month…" the brown haired teen explained as he stood up. "Yeah, but working that hard was worth it to have these next few days off with you…" Wendy replied with a smile. The couple loaded up the green Fjord J-150 pickup and started the five hour road trip to the city of Portland, where adventure awaited.
Author's Note: So, I've kinda been taking a break from writing to recharge my batteries a bit and I feel that this story will reflect that. At the same time, I'm planning my next major story, which will be less a slice of life tale and more in the spirit of the show, with adventure and mystery. Thanks again for the reviews and follows!
By the way, I know that I have a lot of new readers who may not be clear on the order of my stories, so here is the proper reading order for them:
Underage Discoveries On A Reckless Night: A Shooting Star Falls Prequel
Five Years Later: A Shooting Star Falls
Echoes Of A Nearby Future: A Shooting Star Falls Story
Scarred Summer: A Shooting Star Falls Story
The Dark Days Of Candy Chiu: A Shooting Star Falls Story
What Has Been & Shall Never Be Again: A Shooting Star Falls Story
Grenda's Confession: A Shooting Star Falls Story
Stable Times Or A Wild Ride?: A Shooting Star Falls Story
Birthday Weirdness In The Rose City: A Shooting Star Falls Story
My Playlist:
A Day To Remember – "Paranoia"
Stone Sour – "Song #3"
In This Moment – "Sick Like Me"
Papa Roach/ Maria Brink – "Gravity"
Kygo/Selena Gomez – "It Ain't Me"
Selena Gomez & The Scene – "Love You Like A Love Song"
Shinedown – "Cut The Chord"
The White Stripes – "Walking With A Ghost"
Alessia Cara – "Scars To Your Beautiful"
Foster The People – "Doing It For The Money"
