As he entered the dark Gift Shop of the Mystery Shack, and automatically closed the door behind him. Dipper pushed the keys deeper into his pocket. Since his bad visage, Dipper ineptly tried to orientate and was barely seeing the surroundings and objects. Finally, his eyes glanced upon the stairway, so he carefully studied every step.

In desultory influences, Dipper opened the attic's door and went inside. Epiphany of sleeping Mabel was not anything special to him. Likewise his emotionally unstable habit, there went her wont to slumber a lot. Furtively, Dipper approached his bed. Within his perambulation, Dipper dropped his outside clothes and gamboled onto his bedstead.

The sempiternal feeling of almost falling him asleep grabbed his arm and was immediately pulling him into her lap. Sounded like a panacea, and sure, it was.

At one moment, the penumbra appeared, a tall redolent and lithe figure flew out of the moon, thru the window, even through the glass, and was hovering beside Dipper. With scintillating eyes and a plethora of vortexes and turbulent displace of black colors, the figure stretched its arm, which was being escorted by vestiges and lines of bright white colors. It's susurrous and completely ethereal magical ambiance had a slight evanescent tremble. But ended up quickly.

Its palm was exactly above the right side of Dipper's head, and as it clenched its hand it started to output a white light or substance right into his head, as soon the end of the glow was on the horizon, it abruptly removed the arm and surprisingly was, smiling mysteriously.

As the slender figure arose, it entirely conflated with the night sky, leaving Dipper, with a brightly glowing birthmark.

Two men sat on the long sumptuous wooden sofa, which had lots of vines, waved around it. As the small, green fireflies were flying around, it gave a magical addition to the whole scene.

Approximately fifty years old men were laid back, talking freely, about their life problems and other junky stuff.

- "Masters asserted their opinion about attacking Headlessers," - The Dwainerkwan said as he crossed his arms and was continuously watching the vivid sunset. - "They pointed out their every weak and strong points."

- "So, what are you going to do?" - The Beckonholm asked, his head turning and eyes giving full attention to his old friend, since the subject that came up was deadly serious.

- "Since we still have an absence of forces…" - He exclaimed on the last word, - "We're planning to send out twenty scouts, merely to study their troops and defenses," - Beckonholm nodded mutely.

- "Well, I think you're right," – He said in his very rich and gruff voice, - "But since Legendary Wizard is spending his time at the Fristone mountains all day and didn't want to help us recently, it makes an occasion to stay back a little longer. Without his help, we are like, half of the apple."

- "I don't think so… We can hire some sorcerers then raid their castle and gather all the loot before someone else does it," Dwainerkwan said, - "At least I know some other clan's who wants the relic dragon egg too."

- "And what are you going to do with it?" - Beckonholm asked curiously, - "That egg haven't done a crack in millions of years…"

"I know exactly one person who can do everything he wants, so he would help us," Dwainerkwan whispered.

"Your majesty, king Dwainerkwan," some regular servant reached them and panted heavily, "Queen Alesionora was delivered to a hospital due to the childbirth from her pregnancy."

King Dwainerkwan arose, wholly shocked. Was he dreaming? No one knows. As he leaped on the dark black horse which was dropping black aura from it and had glowy gold armor on itself, tsar in a furious speed burst thru the castle's door and continued riding, not even carrying about his opulent and expensive carpets, beneath his horse's hoof's.

The royal hospital wasn't far away, Dwainerkwan was already jumping off his equine and running toward the palate. The gold made curtains were making tintinnabulation, which made everyone inside give attention to the king. Under the rules of his, everyone bowed down in front of him.

- "Where is my wife?!"

As the fierceful cries were hearable in such distance, he fathomed that he was too late, to complete his longing. He entered the ward, and immediately saw his wife with her light blue eyes, and glowing light blue hair, laying on the bed with a newborn kid in her arms. She was trying to calm the baby, which was crying and screaming intensely.

Dwainerkwan stood awestruck right now, this event would be feasting grandiosely since she was the Daughter of the Moonlight. And this was her mightiness.

Wendy exited her room and greeted her dad.

- "Hey, dad…" - She said lazily, with sleepy consciousness, she leaned against the wall and crossed her arms. - "Your, gun is in the garage."

- "Thanks, Wendy, we'll leave tomorrow, early in the morning," He said, surprisingly calmly which was a mighty rare appearance. He was about to leave, but his own daughter stopped him.

- "Dad?"

- "Yeah, sweetie?"

- "Umm… Can Dipper… stay at our home for three days?" She said hesitantly, thinking that this not going to end well.

- "What happened?" However, her dad wasn't angry or whatever.

- "Uhh, his entire family is going to Portland and is completely closing the Shack due to the dangerous experiment in the basement and security purposes."

Manly Dan rubbed his chin and lifted his eyes. It wasn't like the situation was a boy, her daughter just met; no, he knew Dipper clearly, since Wendy's brothers secretly told him about her crush on Dipper (don't ask how it simply looked obvious), and Dipper was manly enough. One of the persons he trusted.

With that said, Dan Corduroy came to his final conclusions.

- "Yeah, sure… Just be careful and don't do things… I guess he's still a minor so y'know, we can't predict the future, everything can happen."

Wendy mutely nodded and was clearly happy until she realized the point, her dad was talking about.

- "But how did you know, that I like him?" - In return, she got a smile from him.

- "Now I am one hundred percent sure…" - He sighed in a relief.

- "What do you mean?" - She asked in a confusion, something wasn't right here.

- "Do you really think I can't see how you changed after he left the town?" - Wendy raised and eyebrow – "You started to act differently. I saw you more frequently at home. The way you're hugging his hat. And you once tried to write him a letter… And your brothers told me everything. Doesn't that explain? It's obvious enough."

Wendy was confused and astonished at the same time, somehow her dad seemed calm enough.

- "Don't worry, I know Dipper well, and I don't mind your further relationship, I'm even glad that my little princess finally like a manly enough man."

- "Dad!" – She playfully punched into his shoulder.

- "Who's my little princess?" – He asked teasingly and playfully assaulted her and made pertinent noises, but ended up with a bear hug.

- "I hate being called a princess!" - She exclaimed in a little anger.

- "That still didn't convince me to stop!" - He grew an ample grin.

A sonorous noise of someone mercilessly shutting the door filled everyone's ears. Both, Wendy and Dan concluded their little conversation, and expeditiously, moved toward the ear-piercing sound. Which was caused by her three brothers coming inside, but however, they were escorted by implausible gale.

Her brother's eyes were nearly closed, barely seeable slit their narrowed eyes made. Plus their slow movements and limited brain function, which caused the elders to tense up and watch them no to fall on the floor and go for some hay.

Within some time, they were in bed already in nowhere to be found. After Wendy's father wished them sweet dreams and did everything any parent would to when they're sending their kids to sleep. After dad, that left the room, with his ultra-serious face, which seemed ordinary to everybody, Wendy stopped her dad and once again questioned him.

- "Wait, can I ask you something?"

- "Anything you want sweetie."

- "Umm… Can you give me advice about boy stuff?"

- "What kind of advice?"

- "I just don't know how to start… What if he doesn't like me? Or… It's just our friendship is very important to me, and I merely don't want to ruin it."

- "Wendy, my dear, you dated decades of boys in your life, what's different this time?"

- "With Dipper, it's significantly otherwise, nor I asked to go out with anybody, from the list of my previous boyfriends, they did… And now I am just stuck up and…"

- "Calm, down, you should signal him somehow, and if he doesn't reply like he's interested in you, then don't be upset, just be happy that you are at least best friends."

- "Uh, I tried to signal him today, and he responded… I don't know how to describe; so-so," Her father slightly sighed, his eyes weren't looking at hers anymore.

- "Then, you should just tell him how you feel, and don't be frustrated if he rejects you."

- "Huh, I remember I rejected him once, fours ago. He instantly started to act differently, and the time we spent together decreased," - She sadly sighed. - "I kinda, felt bad afterward, but y'know? I didn't have any other choice…"

Their talk fell into the silence. Both, for a good while, were just sitting on the couch, dived deep down in thoughts.

- "Okay, Wendy, it's getting pretty late… I'm going to sleep, sweet dreams," - Manly Dan Corduroy stood up and made his way out of the living room. As soon as the door, which led into his room, was closed, Wendy was left alone.0

Dipper got up, at the beginning, his forehead slightly ached, which meant for him to instinctually chafe it. As the pain left him, Dipper energetically got up, his eyes glanced at his own twin sister, whom got bothered her greasy pig. It oinked loudly and was dabbing her side with its nose. Mabel responded with a sour face and a moan, then spoke Waddles to stop.

- "G' morning Mabel!" - He hedonistically said although he wasn't that type of. In a lightning speed, her eyes opened, as she seemed shocked.

- "Hey, Dippy really didn't expect ya!" – She stood up, - "So, what happened?"

- "Umm… Her that unexpectedly returned, and I barely ran away," – He rubbed the back of his head, - "'Cuz y'know? Her dad feels negative about our movie nights, basically, he doesn't like when someone else is his house."

- "Wow, running away from Wendy's dad, great job Dipper," – She artfully smiled, and got few good chuckles, - "I thought that your movie night would end up otherwise…"

- "Me too… I just wonder what she's doing right now," – He wondered, although he knew, what can occur during the first minutes, of Manly Dan entering his house after a good while. And did he come to conclusions; she's doing duties and other "salient" stuff.

But it wasn't the thing that lasted long in his head. He was instantly overtaken by his usual morning intentions. So, like a nelipot, he simply left Mabel with an original "see ya" and made his way to the bathroom.

He meticulously, at the same time lazily brushed his teeth, removing his slightly saprostomous breath. The psithurism was hearable through the windows, the sun was lightening the bathroom, creating an autumnic atmosphere which predetermined Dipper's mood. He felt physically well, but mentally half-good and half-sad, almost being unemotional.

He scattered some deodorant on his oxters, slightly combed his hair, although it turned messy back and was ready to go. Felt no need to use shower today, as he was already, running down the staircase, which made him jump a little at the end.

He crashed some eggs, on the pan and enabled the gas. The wonderful scent of a fried egg filled the entire kitchen, that's why Grunkle Stan, Mabel, and even Waddles, were now seen to join the breakfast making, Stanley was already reading his daily newspaper and talking with Mabel, who questioned him a lot.

- "So, what's the duties today?" – Dipper asked while making some bacon.

- "We're heading into Portland in an hour, Dip," – He answered, sipping his steamy coffee a little, - "You're staying at Wendy's, right?"

- "Umm… Maybe, I'll ask her later," – He reluctantly said, his eyes staring at the aquarium next to the doors, - "So anyway, what are you going to buy in Portland?"

- "Those questions are going to Poindexter, but I am going to buy some materials for Mystery Shack."

- "But I am going to buy some colorful gouache," – Mabel happily exclaimed, - "For exercises, my art teacher gave me to do over the summer."

Dipper turned around and saw that the bacon and fried egg was ready, so he grabbed the nearby fork and started to accurately transport the food to the plate, making a decent layout, like if it was some kind of a royal breakfast.

So he submitted them their plates, and sat in the third, the last chair. Everybody in the room started to eat. Mabel, already was barely chewing, because her mouth was full of a food. Dipper, meanwhile ate peacefully, without any hurry.

*DISCO GIRL, COMING THROUGH*

The unexpected melody and lyrics of a "Disco Girl" song filled everyone's ears which made Grunkle Stan and Mabel chuckle out loud, and Dipper's face turn lightly red. Clumsily, he tried to no to show his embarrassed face. Dipper as quickly as possible ran upstairs and grasped his phone. Within some tries, he successfully answered the call, and surprisingly it was Wendy.

- "Hey, Dip," – hearing him panting, she immediately asked. – "What happened?"

- "Oh… nothing."

- "Ok… Well, my dad yesterday unexpectedly returned, but now, he is far away, and guess what?" - Her voice and herself turned talkative, - "My dad agreed that you could stay here for three days!"

- "Oh, really?" – He sighed in a relief, - "Wow… I thought after your dad returned I will have to stay, locked in the attic."

- "So, when you are moving?"

- "Well, the squad is heading soon, and I am about to pack my bags," – Dipper sat on the edge of his bed, his left arm was placed on the bedpost, - "I'll be like in half an hour in front of your doors."

- "Ok, see ya!" Wendy said, as she ended the call and placed her phone on the desk, which located next to her bed, but herself was merely lying on the bedstead, imagining the next three days, spent with Dipper.

So, yeah, sorry for a short chapter. This piece was meant to do a little twist in my story, and I recently realized that my idea is overcomplicated, so if you seriously read this tale, you should remember all the small details. And well, lots of new characters would come up, so this isn't going to be a story with only original characters.

The chapter isn't going to be very long, approximately 2.5-5k will be a standard chapter for me, and if I am going on a trip, then chapters possibly could be longer.

And next chapter is going to be longer, I promise! And thank you for reading this story this far, I really appreciate your help.

Stay tuned for next chapter! Peace!