Pit party's and fun time hearths

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GRAVITY FALLS.

Pairing: DIPFORD

Dipper frowned as Stanford talked. He didn't want to stay in Gravity Falls, he wanted to grow up with Mabel, she was his twin.

"You can do things kids your age wouldn't even dream of doing!"

He turned back to Ford with a protest on his lips.

"I don't want to seem rude..b-but I want to stay with Mabel... I'm sorry."

Ford's face looked shocked for a moment before anger took over.

"You would rather stay with some one who doesn't even want you than me?!"

Dipper stared at the man frightened as the man rambled and yelled at him. A six finger hand grabbed his forearm and a scream ripped it's way out of the boy's throat as he was dragged along side his great uncle, the man he looked up too.

"H-hey! S-stop! Let me go!"

He pulled and pushed against the hand that refused to budge. Stanford ignored him and dragged the screaming boy through the woods, he was going to a place he thought nobody knew.

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Mabel was having a bad day, her friends were leaving and now that she knew that highschool was horrible she needed someone to lean on and cry. Just as she reached for the walkie talkie, planning to tell Dipper that their whole birthday plans were ruined she heard murmuring coming from it. Frowning she turned it up.

"I don't want to seem rude...b-but I want to stay with Mabel... I'm sorry."

That was Dipper, she frowned and listened closely, heart pounding who was he talking too?

"You would rather stay with someone who doesn't even want you than me?!"

Her heart froze, that was Ford, how could he say that about her?! Just as she was about to press the call button she heard another sound that made her heart freeze and voice scream out for Grunkle Stan.

"H-hey! S-stop! Let me go!"

"GRUNKLE STAN!"

The sound of heavy footsteps reached her ears and her great uncle barged in.

"What's wrong pumpkin?"

She held the walkie talkie out and choked out.

"Dipper!"

The elder was confused.

"What about-"

A sharp yelp emitted from the device followed by fright filled words.

"N-no! Please let me go! I'm sorry! Great Uncle Ford please!"

Stan stared at it.

"Jeeze what's got him all riled up?"

"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel said choking on a sob. "We need to help him!"

Another voice wafted through the device.

"Shut it Dipper, you don't want me to hurt your sister do you?"

Stan froze, that was Stanford.

"Please! I'll do whatever you want just please don't hurt her!"

"Good."

The muffled sound of a zipper being pulled down was heard.

"Mabel sweetie, hand me that and stay here."

"But-"

"No buts! Its gonna get messy so stay here."

Mabel nodded.

Stan ran.