AVAVA
( Wendy's PoV )
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Dipper nodded, looking around then shrugged. He opened his mouth, then sighed and looked down. She didn't understand this Dipper. She didn't quite understand him before either, it seemed. He always acted nervous around her. Stuttered and stammered. Then it hit her, he had a crush on her. It was flattering, but he was cute but the fact that he was twelve was an issue with her being fifteen. She shook her head, deciding not to comment on the crush she assumed he had. "Not bad… But I was worried, Dipper."
Dipper looked at her, he looked like he regretted making her worry. She took his hand and pulled him with her back to the house. "Come on Dipp. Let's just go back to my place."
Once back at her cabin Dipper went to the couch, the place he'd been sleeping since the second night he stayed there. Wendy came out with a couple aluminum trays with burgers and fries. "Lazy Susan made these for us, she heard about what happened with Robbie, and wanted to do something." She grinned, and then sat on the floor across from him at the coffee table, "She also sent some pie, but she said you had to eat the burger first. But…" She put the other aluminum trays on the table, and then she started eating her pie. "You know how well I follow rules."
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( Dipper's PoV )
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He watched Wendy eat her desert, he wasn't sure what to think about this girl. Sometimes she was so reckless, and care free. And others she was serious and looked like she didn't know what she was doing. He ate his dinner. And he threw away the trays, and put his pie in the refrigerator, he never really cared for pie that was Mabel's favorite. Susan must have assumed since they were twins, they both would like the same thing. That was another thing that bothered him.
Dipper watched Wendy go into her room and he laid down on the couch thinking about how he was going to make sure no one would mistake them as the same anymore. He loved his sister, but he was tired of being picked on, and tired of people assuming they were the same. He wanted to be someone else. Different from what he'd always been. With that thought he fell asleep.
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The next day Wendy didn't have to work, she convinced him to go with her into the Portland. He, like Mabel had money from his parents. They had given them money before they came to Gravity Falls to get things they wanted. But neither of them needed to buy anything, not that there was much to buy in this small town. He never noticed the old truck Wendy got into, Dipper got into the truck with her, and she started it and started driving to town. "I don't drive this much, since I hardly leave town." Dipper thought that was a reasonable assumption, "But sometimes there are things I can't get here."
Once in town Wendy went to the mall, she said that she had to pick up a few things, they stopped at a shop that Dipper only assumed catered to females. "Look Dipp, I need to get some things in here." She looked back at the shop, then to Dipper. "So go look somewhere for a bit I'll get you."
Dipper watched her go into the store, then he wandered off to another store, something caught his eye and he walked into the store.
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( Wendy's PoV )
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Once she finished getting new underwear, she took the bags she went to find Dipper. When she found him he had several bags, a lot more than she thought he'd get. Now that she mentioned it, she couldn't recall him ever buying anything that wasn't food. She was curious about what he had bought. He followed her through the mall. After a while she looked at Dipper, "How about you lead for a while, Dipp?"
After a while of following him from store to store while he looked at some odd things. Then two guys her age walked up to her, "Aw isn't that sweet, are you babysitting?" One said, and then looked at Dipper, he then grabbed Wendy's arm "How about you ditch the kid and come hang with us for a bit."
Wendy opened her mouth to say something, then watched as the guy's face contorted and fell to the ground. Dipper had punched him in the groin, and leaped onto one of the other punching him repeatedly in the face. A crowd started to gather, and Mall guards came running. Wendy pulled Dipper off of the guys before the guards reached them. Wendy grabbed up their bags and drug Dipper away from the scene and out of the mall running to the car. Once inside the truck, Wendy looked at Dipper.
"Wow, I didn't know you had it in you." Wendy laughed, and then sighed. "Why did you do it anyways? We might not be able to go back to that mall for a while."
Dipper just shrugged and looked down, at his hand. He had cut his knuckle, Wendy assumed was the other guy's tooth… They reentered Gravity Falls and stopped at the grocery store, she and Dipper went in they bother bought a few things, though Dipper was faster than she was, and again purchased his items before she could see what he had. He went out before she did. Once outside she saw Dipper, and then down the street Robbie was running, but away from where they were. "Dipper, was he bothering you?" When Dipper turned, hatred was in his eyes, but he shook his head.
They got back in the car, they stopped by the Shack for Wendy to pick up her check, and Dipper went in and grabbed a few more things. Mabel of course came out, told Dipper about the last couple days, she seemed discouraged until she went to leave, and Dipper grabbed her wrist. Wendy watched him, this was the first action he made that wasn't violent or depressed since she found him. Dipper embraced his sister who sobbed into his shoulder.
Wendy was about to leave, deciding maybe it was time Dipper returned to the shack. When she got into the car, she put her head on the steering wheel. I've liked living alone, but it felt nice to have someone to be around. Even if he didn't talk, then she heard the other door close, she smiled to herself, but looked over with a plain face. Dipper looked at her with the same look, and she laughed, "Let's go."
Once she got home, she took her bags to her room. She called out that she was going to take a shower. And she took some of her new clothing with her. She brushed her teeth, and started the shower. She tried to focus on something else, but her mind to thoughts of Dipper.
"Why did he attack those boys at the Mall, I mean yeah they were being rude." She talked quietly to herself as she stripped. She looked in the mirror,
"Ugh," she shaved her legs, and removed other hair she didn't want. While trimming a more intimate part of her body, she wondered what Dipper would think. "He's twelve… I shouldn't even be thinking that."
She got into the shower, but thoughts of Dipper didn't leave her mind, as she soaped her body up, running her hands over her breasts and stomach. And she gasped as her fingers ran across her most private of places. Mmm, she moaned as she played with herself. She leaned against the wall. Her legs spread, her mind went to Dipper, and she tried to ignore the thoughts, but soon gave in. It wasn't long before her breath caught in her throat then braced against the shower wall. She finished washing herself, dried herself off and dressed. She picked up the clothing she had worn, along with Dippers from when she found them and put them into the washing machine.
Once she was done she went back into the living room, and then looked at the clock. She then realized that she was in the shower for longer than she thought she was, for over an hour. Then a scent met her nose. It was a pleasant smell, one that made her mouth water. The scent led her to the dinning room, where food was on the small table she used, fried chicken, green beans, and mashed potatoes were on the table. Nothing big, but the fact he didn't have to do it meant the most to her. She was used to quick and easy meals; that she made herself. Dipper had cooked dinner for them both. He hadn't noticed she had walked in yet, he was still at the stove. When he turned he jumped a little, she assumed he was hoping to be finished before she returned. He opened the stove and pulled out biscuits, turned off the stove. Then he brought them over on a plate and stopped, looking at her.
She walked up to Dipper and hugged him, he looked up at her, blushing slightly as if to say, 'it was nothing.' "Thank you, Dipper."
They ate in silence, and when they finished, they both cleared the table and washed the dishes. It was getting late and Wendy was tired. She hugged Dipper again, "Thank you for dinner, it was great," she leaned down and kissed his cheek. And went to bed, once she was in just her underwear and in her bed she laid back thinking aloud to herself.
"I was worried the sweet boy inside him was gone," she yawned and closed her eyes smiling, "Maybe he was just lost, and is finding his way home." And with that thought she was asleep,
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"Dipper, time to go to the Shack," Wendy called leaning into the door. When Dipper walked down the hallway, Wendy almost didn't recognize him, his clothing, looked more like the set she got for him. No hat, as was Dippers trademark. All of it black, even his shoes. Wendy was worried about this drastic change. Dipper must have gotten them on their trip to the mall. "Alright Dipp, Stan figured it was time for you to come back and help at the Shack. He was muttering something about losing money."
Wendy watched him carefully when they arrived at the Shack, this would be Dippers first time back for any extended period of time. Dipper hadn't been at the Shack for long periods for two weeks now, most of that was at her house. She was sure it wouldn't be long before the young teen would want to return to his family here. The thought however made her sad. Why? Part of her asked herself, Dipper belongs here with his family. Because you'll miss him, another part of her said. The realization struck her.
She watched Dipper and his interactions though out the day. Nothing really unusual… Dipper was normal, or as normal as he had been these past two weeks. He tidied up, moved things around, and brought out more things for the 'suckers' to buy from the gift shop, things he normally did. He even sat with Mabel during lunch, now more than ever the differences were apparent between the two. Mabel hadn't been quite herself since all this began. She had been trying to act more normal. She rung up several customers by the time she realized Dipper had wandered off.
"Hey Mabel," Wendy walked over to the female twin. Mabel looked up at her and smiled. "Seen Dipper?"
"YOU miss him…" she stuck her tongue out, making rude noises. Obviously her brother, who had started returning to normal, had improved her attitude, even if she was going to have to deal with the hyperness, Wendy was glad she'd been returning back to normal.
"No I'm worried about him," Wendy said looking down at Mabel, rubbing the back of her neck.
"He went outside a few minutes ago, he used to go out outside about this time and read that book of his." Mabel said looking towards the back door. Wendy scratched her head, she didn't remember a book being part of what Dipper brought with him. She did however remember seeing him reading a book several times. Maybe she should give him some time to himself, she thought to herself. He's been either at your hip, or Mabel's been at his since all this started, she thought. It's time he had a little time to himself. He deserves it.
Mabel went back to helping customers, or rather following the boy customers around asking them many questions, or telling them about herself. Soos had gone with Stan to do another tour of the forest around the Shack. When the last customer left and things quieted down she heard yelling outside, and it sounded angry. Mabel heard it too. Both females ran out of the Shack. Robbie was standing over Dipper, who was on the ground Robbie standing over him and was kicking him again.
"ROBBIE!" Wendy yelled running at the older teen, when she grabbed him he pushed her away, she fell back on the ground and hit her head on the ground. Everything got blurry, she heard Robbie scream, and scream. She leaned up looking her vision still blurred. Dipper was on top of Robbie hitting him over and over again. Mabel was trying to pull Dipper off. Wendy crawled a very short distance, she heard Stan's voice, then her head fell and everything went black.
When her eyes opened she was in her room, she would have thought it had all been a dream, if her head didn't hurt. What she didn't know is what happened. Robbie was hurting Dipper, something happened, Mabel, and Stan. She got up swayed a bit. She realized that she wasn't in the same clothes she was before. She was in a long t-shirt she used to use as a night shirt and her underwear. Did she change, or did Dipper change her clothing? She looked around her room, her clothing was on the floor next to the bed. The lamp on her dresser was turned on, it was dark outside her window.
She made her way slowly out of her room and down the hallway. All the lights were off, but she knew her way in the dark. When she realized that she couldn't see into the living room, she turned on the light in the kitchen. And she walked back into the living room. Her heart fell, Dipper wasn't on the couch like he normally was. It had been only a matter of time before he returned to his family, she thought to herself.
She had never really felt alone here when her family left, she had felt liberated. She never realized she was lonely here, until Dipper came. She went to the refrigerator and got a can of soda, and went to the couch. Dipper's blanket and pillow were still on the couch. She opened her soda and drank from it, before setting it down on the coffee table. She lay down on the couch, buried her face in her pillow. She breathed in deeply, and sighed. She wondered if this was what Dipper smelt like. It wasn't like cologne, it was a natural musk. How had I never noticed it? She asked herself. I have all these thoughts about him recently, and still I don't know anything really about him, even if I thought I did. She finished her soda, disposed of the can, and then made her way back to her room.
With a heavy heart she pulled off her night shirt, and her bra. With Dipper not here she could sleep as she used to. She hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her panties and let them fall to the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror, as she had so many other times. Her breasts perky and firm, nipples that appeared pinker due to her light skin, freckles dotted above them. Her hand trailed down her stomach drifting closer to her sex. Her hand slid over her hairless sex, she gasped. She removed her hand and moved to the bed. Getting between the covers of the bed, she let her hand drift back to her ever moistening sex. She let out small moans as she allowed her hand to rub her slippery sex, letting her fingers part her tender lips. Dipper's name formed in her mind, she let her middle finger slide down her sex rubbing her entrance,
"Oh Dipper," the gasp escaped her lips. She bucked her hips against her own hand. This feels so good, she thought. She wondered what Dipper would feel like. Wondered that size he was, if he'd be willing to lick her…
She gasped as she heard something move beside the bed, she jerked her hand away form herself, and pulled the sheet tight around herself. Had Robbie gotten stupid enough to sneak into her house? She didn't remember what happened back at the Shack, not fully anyways.
She heaved a sigh of relief when Dipper's head came into view as he sat up rubbing his eyes. She closed her eyes mostly so that in the dimly lit room, it would look like she was still sleeping. She watched Dipper get up, and walk to the door. He stopped looking at something on the floor, he turned and stared at her for a while. Then shrugged and walked out the door.
She didn't dare to move, not knowing when he might come back into the room. She wanted to find out what happened, but without Dipper saying anything, it isn't likely that she'd find out. Maybe she'd find out from Stan tomorrow.
She lay there for several minutes, before Dipper came back in carrying his blanket and pillow form the couch. The modest boy laid them down on the floor where he had been next to the bed. She smiled to herself. She'd offer to let him sleep in bed, though she wasn't sure how he'd react to her being naked, and also didn't want to scare him if he thought she was sleeping.
When Dippers head appeared again over the edge of the bed, he looked at her with narrow eyes. She knew she'd been found out, though not sure how. "So, yeah… You know I'm not asleep, huh?" her eyes still mostly closed, but she saw him nod. "How?"
He didn't answer, she didn't think she'd get one but she wanted one. Honestly it was frustrating for her not to get one. Dipper while he was shy and constantly stammering around her, usually talked a lot, this was a little unnerving. Along with it being almost two weeks. "Don't you want to talk to me Dipper?"
She saw sadness and confusion in his eyes, he didn't even attempt to open his mouth as he had so many times before. Now with her eyes opened she turned onto her side and faced him, making sure her sheet stayed on. "I don't understand you, I can't read minds. I can't help if I don't know what's going on. And if I can't help there's no point being here."
The moment the words came out of her mouth she regretted them. She saw it in his eyes, the pain the sadness… and something else she had never seen in him before. Anger. Well anger towards her. He stood up, and started towards the door. He stopped, pulled something out of his pocket and threw it. It hit the wall next to her, and thudded on the ground, then he walked out the door.
I really screwed up this time, she thought, I tell him he can stay as long as he needs to figure things out. Then I vent my frustrations that aren't even his fault on him. She got up putting her panties, and shirt back on, noting that's what he must have been looking at when he left the first time, and how he knew she wasn't asleep. Then she went over to what he had thrown. It was a black velvet case, which was now broken open. She picked it up, and once again her heart fell, it held a gold necklace with a letter 'W' hanging from it. A green stone set into the bottom right of the 'W' She sat there for a while just thinking about it. She carried the box out of the room and down the hallway into the living room.
Dipper sat on the couch his back to the hallway where she came from. Her mouth opened but she didn't know what to say to the boy. And she wondered if that's what's been wrong with him this entire time. His pride was hurt, he was humiliated, and now he didn't know what he should say. But she forced herself to say something. "Dipper?"
He didn't even so much as turn, that hurt but she deserved it. So she went around and sat on the couch in front of where he sat, which didn't make it easier for her. His knees were drawn up and his face buried in them. "Dipper, look… I'm sorry I didn't mean what I said. It just kinda came out."
Dipper shrugged his shoulders, but didn't look up. And I've wounded his pride again, she thought. "You brought me back here by yourself didn't you," he nodded, she felt worse, not even knowing how he managed to get her here on his own. Thinking back to the mall she decided to ask. "Those guys at the mall, you went after them because of me didn't you?" He nodded then shrugged. "Robbie too?" Same reply.
"And this?" she held out the box he'd thrown, it wasn't cheap she knew that. It took a bit of work but she managed to get him to look at it, and he didn't nod, shrug, or anything. "Do you want it back?" That got him to look up, and that look told her more than even words could have. "No, no I do want it. It's thoughtful. I just didn't know the way you threw it… I'm stupid sometimes"
She hoped he'd say he wasn't stupid. Or smile because he thought she was joking. He just buried his head again. "Fine, have it your way Dipper," she said and grabbed him, he fought against it at first, but gave in when she overpowered him. She pulled him into her lap. "You want to act like a stuffed animal, and then I'll treat you like one."
Seconds went by turning, into minutes, then minutes turned into an hour. Her eyes were drifting shut. She just couldn't figure out why he didn't say anything. Why he didn't trust her enough to. Why. Why?