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Dipper sighed. Today was exactly what he was prepared for, yet still, it made him feel like trash. He had had water poured on him twice, soup thrown at him, he had been humiliated countless times by his classmates, and his sweetheart, Wendy Blerble Corduroy, had seemingly given up on him, as he had not even received a single message from her all day. He wasn't expecting a card or anything close, all he wanted at that time was a simple "How's it going, dork?" from the lumberjill.

"Pathetic" He said to himself. "Absolutely pathetic. Wendy's right. I am a dork. A stupid goddamn dork with no redeeming factors." The boy continued as the shimmering evening sunlight beamed down on seemingly everyone except him. He wondered why he was even out on the field. All it did was make him feel worse, and his own sister had ditched him despite promising that she would make him feel better. The young man sighed. "I hate my life."


Wendy checked the digital clock inside her older friend's car. 3:59 and they had only just passed the "Welcome to Piedmont!" Sign.

"Everything alright, Wendy?" Melody was concerned about her teen aged peer. Despite driving a car for 6 hours straight, she could easily tell the worry in the redhead's voice.

"Yeah." Wendy thought for a second, "Actually, no. We're gonna be stupid late!" She groaned, "I need to call Mabel."

Ring ring, ring ri-beep

"Hey there Wen-Wen!" Mabel happily said, "You almost here? Dipper can't be on his own much longer, broseph's looking more miserable by the second!"

"We've just entered Piedmont, stupid traffic jams!" Wendy worried, "I promise you I will comfort that guy so much he's gonna-" She was cut off.

"Fall asleep?" The chirpy brunette finished her friend's sentence, "Wait, I see the car in the distance, I'm waving at you from the football field! This is my arm!" She excitedly cried into her phone. The redhead waved back, and told her to calm down as the car pulled into the parking lot. Mabel wanted to run to greet her best friend in person for the first time in months, but held back. If she did, it could alert her brother to his crush's presence! Instead, she waited with ecstasy.

"Hey Mabes" The lumberjill coolly greeted with a toothy grin.

"Wendy! Ohmi-" The hyperactive tween was quickly hushed by her brother's soon-to-be savior.

Dipper rubbed his eyes and looked around in confusion, he could have sworn he heard his sister yell out the name of the girl of his dreams. He shrugged, "I must be going insane."


The dorky sleuth noticed a tall shadow looming over him ominously. He sighed. "Alright, bully. Hit me with your best shot. I don't care anymore." He muttered sorrowfully.

"Why would I do that?" The shadow inquired. This shadow had a voice very familiar to the young man, and, in an instant, he turned around, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.

"W-Wendy?!" The brunette could hardly believe his eyes or ears, had Mabel sneaked smile dip into his pitt cola?

"Calm down dude, it's just me!" The lanky teen calmly stated, trying to hide her immense joy from seeing her dork again, "So Mabel told me about all this bad stuff going on today, decided to make Melody drive me down here."

Dipper was still in awe. Had this girl really just endured a six-hour car ride just for him? No wonder he wasn't getting any texts! "Okay, s-so you came here f-for me...?" He murmured, holding back tears, though his crush easily noticed.

"Yeah I did! I wouldn't miss cheering you up for anything!" She said, "You need a hug or something? Looks like you're about to cry."

"W-what? Me, cry? No *sniff* way C-Corduroy!" He fibbed, receiving the 'Yeah right!' look from the teen, "Okay fine, you win. I may be a bit... Emotional from seeing you after so long." He awkwardly scratched the back of his head while saying that.

"Alright, mister! You do need a hug!" The girl chuckled, and before Dipper had time to object (assuming he wanted to) she was squeezing the life out of him. "Feeling better, dork?"

Dipper looked up and into his lumberjill princess's eyes with a joyous grin, and gave a thumbs up. Wendy returned the gesture, not letting go of the boy once. She knew how it felt to be alone on Valentine's day, she had the same experience when she was at his age.

Dipper felt like he was in heaven in his princess's arms.

Wendy was surprised. For some reason, being in that position felt right to her. She smiled and enjoyed the cuddle.


That wraps up this little two-shot! Phew, these short stories feel a lot more comfortable than the 3/4/5 chapter ones. Next on my bucket list of a one-shot!