A/N: Here you go :3
Mabel watched with confusion as her brother stepped into the room, all colour drained from his face. She had heard the shriek, and it had startled her, but not if it had just been Dipper (because he did all the time).
He looked…like he had a total mental loss.
It wasn't like him. It wasn't like the guy who always had a sharp head in every situation.
"Dipper, what's wrong?" She asked with a concerned voice, and stood up from the shirt she was sewing to calm him down. But when she barely touched his shoulder, he jerked back violently, as if she had scared him.
He looked back up at her, and she swore she heard him make a hurling noise before becoming good friends with the carpet again.
"You…don't want to know…" Was the reply, slow and hesitant, as if she could figure out what worried him. Well, she wouldn't in a million years, and he hoped it stayed that way.
He excused himself quickly, and did as swiftly turn around and walk out the door, wanting to get out of the room that was the same as his sister's. He couldn't stand being here with the knowledge that scarred him for life.
He left a heavy puzzled Mabel behind…and heavy curious.
He couldn't leave it like this. There was no choice, he had to talk with Wendy about her problem. Incest was sick. He couldn't leave her reading that sort of stuff about him all day. It made him feel insecure, and he was crushing on her! On the other hand, he wasn't sure anymore if he did.
Maybe.
Wendy had finished talking on the phone and was sitting by the cashier again. She didn't have a clue how much crap she would get in the near future. She was entirely oblivious to the steaming anger approaching her as she lazily read a magazine, not really feeling for reading fanfiction right now. Hey, everyone had a limit.
Dipper slammed the door open, his face shifting from various pale colors. His crush, this girl, have been reading…mature content about him and his SISTER! This was completely unacceptable. What would Stan think? What would Soos think? What would Mabel…
He swallowed hard. No, she was never going to know. He was going to make damn sure of that.
Wendy seemed to be startled, because her gaze dropped from the magazine and to the boy. The look on his face…he looked furious, insane and unsure at the same time, if that was even possible. Then her legs started to soften. Dipper had never looked at her that way. The sweet, kind little Dipper, was not having angry eyes towards Mabel, Robbie, but HER. This really can't be good, if his anger was this much brought over the edge.
He stepped up to her. He was glaring at her. Man, this was a dear diary event. Scratch that, a historical event.
The girl felt herself starting to sweat, gathering from the top of the head and slowly ran down her forehead. She tried to save herself by casting her eyes back at the magazine, shaking terrified as she tried to read the magazine…but ended rereading the same sentence over and over again.
'Gravity Falls festival occurring this Saturday… Gravity Falls festival occurring this Saturday… Gravity Falls festival occurring this Saturday…"
She felt the daggering eyes digging into her face, and she weakly attempted at hiding herself behind the book. Swallowing, she collected herself and stomped her foot under the desk nervously.
"Wendy…" She more felt than heard Dipper close his eyes and breathe slowly, apparently trying to calm herself. She steadied her eyes on a picture of Mystery ha-shl-shack. Holy macaroni, she couldn't even THINK straight.
"…I can't believe I'm saying this to you of all people, and I still wont believe I'm saying it…" Walking up to the desk, putting his arms on it and staring intently at her with half-lidded eyes, he spoke slowly and short, but so full of despise and disgust it made Wendy's eyes almost swell up with tears.
"You're a sick, sick human being." Wendy's eyes shot up, embarrassment coating her face and stuttered, trying to explain, but all that came out was nonsense.
"Di-Dipper! Please…I-I'm sorry! I just…just…" She shut her eyes, wanting to melt through the floor. Just this once. Disappear or whatever. Die even!
"Just what?" he said simply. "It is NOT ok to read incest about your friends. It is NEVER ok! Don't you realize this scarred me for life? Don't you realize I almost lost all my respect for you? I can't believe you!" He ranted, wanting to make more sense with his words than he just did, but then silently realized he couldn't make any more sense. Wendy realized Dipper was the sharpest kid on the block; if he had found out about this so quick.
Wendy started to cry, her tears running down her face and dropped on the floor.
"Dipper, really, I'm terribly sorry! That was horrible of me! I tried to tell my sane side the whole time that I shouldn't be doing that, but I did! Some force made me! Please, I'll never do it again! Can I make up to you somehow?" She cried, deep in sorrow. She just now realized how terrible it was. What was she thinking? Now Dipper would never forgive her for this. She didn't care about thinking how he got it all figured; just the thought he did made her feel stupid.
Now Dipper's expression softened, looking at his crying crush. She really looked like the anxiety monster have been devouring her. Maybe he should forgive her after all…?
Oh no, not off the hook that easily.
"I will…on one condition." He sighed and leant towards her and whispered. "Don't tell Mabel. She doesn't know, and the less who know the better." Wendy now almost started to cry tears of joy instead when he said that.
"Of course, Dipper, thank you! You can count on me! I'll never tell her, my lips are sealed! Want to go to the diner? My treat!" Wendy talked fast, and Dipper did suppress a smile with all his might. He knew she guilty, and if he had been in her shoes, he would have done the same as her. He nodded gently.
"Sure." He said monotonously, still not sure what to think of her anymore. Was she to trust? But the thought of diner with her sent chills up his spine, so his naïve side pushed his suspicion down.
To their oblivion, Mabel was standing behind a door eavesdropping, her mouth wide agape and her mind suffering a mental loss.
A/N: Shyit! Another reaction! CLIFFHANGER, SUCKAS!
Yeah, Dipper was pissed, I hope Mabel will be calmer about this...probably not.
R&R!
