"It's a perfect plan," Stan muttered. Dipper had been walking down the stairs, and he stopped. What was he talking about? Dipper tiptoed back up the stairs. "Mabel!" He shook her awake. "Mermando," she mumbled. Dipper rolled his eyes. "Mabel!" She sat up. "What do you want brother?" "Grunkle Stan just said something about having the perfect plan. Do you know what that means?" "It means you're a dork!" Mabel laughed.
*later that day*
"Hey Dipper," Wendy said from behind the counter. Stan was facing the other way, and he looked over his shoulder with a rather blank expression, as if he was waiting for something to happen. "Hey Wendy," Dipper replied. Stan sighed. Mabel opened the door, loudly banging it against the wall in the process. "Good morning world!" She exclaimed. Dipper glanced at her pink sweater that read "Cray Cray" in white block letters. Yup, he thought, that's about accurate. Sues came in shortly after, and him and Mabel started talking about the possibility that there were vampires in the woods. When would she get over that? Grunkle Stan was talking to Wendy over the counter. Since when did he actually talk to his employees? He shrugged. "Dipper!" Mabel called from across the room. "Do you think there are any vampires in the woods?" He rolled his eyes. "There's no such thing as vampires, Mabel." "But if there was, they would be in the woods, right?" "I guess-" "Yes!" Mabel screamed. She ran out the door and towards the woods. "Hey, slow down dude!" Sues called. Dipper sighed and looked around the shack at all the fake things. Wait a minute, he thought, where did Grunkle Stan and Wendy go? He walked through the doorway and into the living area, then turned down the hallway. "Dipper!" He jumped. Stan was right behind him. He put his hands on Dipper's shoulders and started steering him further down the hall. "Where are we going?" Dipper asked. "Nowhere," Stan answered a bit to quickly. What was going on? Was this part of his plan he had mentioned? Dipper asked himself. He was suddenly pushed through a door, and he heard Grunkle Stan lock it from the other side.
"Hey!" Dipper called. "Get me out!" "Dipper?" It was Wendy's voice. He recognized it right away. "Is that you?" It was pitch black. Dipper ran his hands along the wall, finding a light switch and flipping it. Wendy was sitting in the far corner, her knees to her chest. "Where are we?" She asked. Dipper pondered that for a second. "I think," he said, "We're in the room Grunkle Stan kept the wax figures in." "Wax figures?" Dipper walked closer to Wendy. "Yeah. Long story." "But why would Stan lock us in here?" "I don't know." Dipper sat down next to her. They were silent for a moment. "Hey Dipper?" Wendy said finally. "Did you see the way Stan was looking back and forth at us this morning?" Dipper nodded slowly. "It seemed like he was waiting for something to... Wait a minute!" He exclaimed. "Maybe he wants us to be together and that's why he locked us in here? I overheard him this morning saying something about having the perfect plan. I think this was his plan." Wendy looked at him for a second. Dipper felt his cheeks flush, and she smiled. "You really think he wants us to be together?" She scooted a little bit closer to Dipper on the floor. "Maybe," he answered quietly. Wendy continued scooting until their legs were only millimeters apart. "Maybe," Wendy repeated. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Dipper suddenly grew very still. When she pulled away she grabbed his hand and they sat in silence; a good silence. Dipper smiled from ear to ear. He had been waiting for this moment since the beginning of the summer, and it had finally happened. "So, Dipper," Wendy started, "Do you-" "Dude!" The heard Sues say from the other side of the door. "Wasn't this the door that the wax dudes came out of?" The door slowly creaked open to reveal Mabel and Sues standing on the other side. "Oh my gosh!" Mabel exclaimed. "You guys are holding hands!" They glanced down at their intertwined fingers and blushed, but didn't pull away. "You guys love each other! Love love!" Grunkle Stan was soon in the doorway as well. "What'd I miss?" "Dipper and Wendy are holding hands!" "Yes!" He screamed. Everyone stared. "Did I say that out loud?" Mabel nodded, and Stan inched away awkwardly. Dipper and Wendy exchanged a glance. "I guess he does want us to be together," Wendy said, smiling. "Yeah, I guess he does."