Chapter 2
An hour Later Dipper found a patch of White Roses. He plucked one off the ground, and headed back to the shack.
"Dipper, where have you been?" Mabel asked. She had changed back into a sweater. A deep blue background with a big white ribbon on the front.
"Look at this." Dipper said as he threw off the raincoat and placed the rose on the counter.
"You went outside in the rain just to get a rose?" Mabel asked.
"Not just any rose, look at this." Dipper showed Mabel the page about the White Rose.
"Did you really have something worth wishing for that you went out in the rain to get?" Mabel looked at Dipper. She then realized what was going on.
"Dipper, your not gonna wish for..."
"Yes I am."
"No, Dipper that's wrong! You can't do that!" Mabel cried. She shook Dipper's shoulders, trying to get him to stop his madness. But it was too late. Dipper held the rose and loud and clearly spoke.
"I wish I could save Wendy from her death." Everything around Dipper and Mabel turned to a spinning blur, then stopped.
"Where are we?" Mabel asked as she rubbed her head.
"The shack is just a few hundred feet behind us." Dipper said as he turned around to see the shack.
"Since when did we walk all the way out here? And why isn't it raining anymore?" Mabel asked.
"What do you mean by that? It's really nice out." A voice from behind replied. Dipper and Mabel turned around.
"Wendy?!" Dipper exclaimed.
"How are you alive again?!" Mabel asked. Dipper clamped Mabel's mouth shut.
"Wait, what?" Wendy asked.
"Just a sec, Wendy," Dipper said as he led Mabel away.
"Mabel, you can't just say stuff like that!" Dipper loudly whispered.
"Why not? Huh? Why?"
"You don't just tell people they were dead!"
"I didn't!"
"Mabel! You know what I mean!"
"Hey uh, guys? Look I dunno what you're talking about, but I've gotta get to work, Or Stan's gonna yell at me, so I'm gonna go now." Wendy said. She started crossing the street, not noticing the truck heading in her direction.
"Wait Wendy, NOOOOO!" Dipper screamed. He ran after her. His feet seemed to move on his own. He pushed Wendy out of the way. He saw the truck. Dipper's body seemed to be frozen. He couldn't move. Dipper watched the truck inch closer and closer to him.
"Dipper NOOOO!" Wendy screamed. But he simply couldn't move. He prepared himself for his death. It was worth dying if he saved Wendy. Yes, death would be peaceful, it was worth it. But then, he felt a hand push him towards Wendy. He turned around. Mabel. She had a fierce yet, sad look on her face. She pushed him. Dipper fell to the ground. To his horror, everything turned to slow motion. Mabel's expression showed fear, then sadness and both at once. He saw the tears form in her eyes. But he couldn't move. The truck hit her. Dipper quickly ran over Mabel.
"Mabel!" he cried. Mabel turned her head meekly over toward Dipper. She was covered in blood. Her ribbon icon on her sweater was now a bright red. Dipper felt blood spreading out under his knees.
"Mabel?" He asked. She gave him a weak smile.
"There's no point in your wish if your the one who dies, right?" Mabel slowly shut her eyes. Tears were drying up, tainted red on her cheeks.
"Mabel?" Dipper asked. There was no response. "Mabel?" He checked her pulse. Nothing. Dipper stared at his hand. Blood. Mabel's blood. And the rose.
"No. No no no. No. NOOOOO!" A wail managed to escape from Dipper's lips. "No." He whispered. His wish was granted. He had saved Wendy from her death. But he had paid the ultimate price. He had lost Mabel. He had thought back to when he found out Wendy died. Sure he was heart broken and terrified. It already seemed unbearable. But losing Mabel, his emotions were unexplainable. She was his twin. And he had lost her, all because he tried to save his crush. I should have listened to her, he thought. Mabel was right. And it cost her her life.
"It's all my fault." Dipper whispered. "I should have listened to her." Arms wrapped around Dipper.
"It's not your fault, Dipper. It's mine. I should have payed attention to he road. It's all my mine." Dipper looked up at Wendy. He could tell Wendy was holding in her tears.
"It's okay Wendy. You can cry." Dipper said. Wendy's grip tightened on Dipper. Tears were flooding.
"It's all my fault... All mine..." Dipper mumbled, though it was unheard, between hopeless sobs. The first Rose Petal fell off.

Hey guys, sorry if you all hate me for killing Mabel. I felt overwhelmingly sad when I wrote this chapter. I have my first track meet tomorrow :) but it means I most likely won't be able to update :(, cause I'll probably have lots of homework :(. Also this story is pretty short. I only have one or two chapters left. Well, goodbye!