I apologize for how long it has taken to update the chapters. Please tell me what you think. Also tell me what you'd like to rad next in this story. Should Robbie have an appearance?
Later that night, Dipper laid in bed holding up the white iPhone; Waiting for Wendy to text him. "Come on! A text, Call, E-mail, something to let me know that this is real..." A little white box popped up saying 'Your battery is on 20%'. Dipper sighs and pulls out a white cord from beside his bed and plugged it into the phone. He laid it onto the night stand that him and Mabel shared, then grabbed his Mystery Journal to look further into the machine that aged them. "Hm? Here it is...The Vortex Machine. A machine that ages the young and makes the old; young ?" Just as he was learning more about what has happened to them, Mabel runs in.
"Dipper, can you help me?" Mabel had her head stuck in one of her sweaters that had grown to small for her body. she kept tugging and pulling until she tripped over her sleeping pet pig, Waddles. The pig squealed and ran out of the room, tripping Mabel completely. The Pines twin fell beside her brothers bed and groaned. Dipper sat up and closed the book, laughing at her.
"Here." he lifted her back up and popped her head into the sweater with a piece of toast cuddling a jelly jar on it. The sweater only went over her belly button since her bust grew bigger. "Uhh.. Mabel, I think it may be to small." he pointed to his twins stomach sticking out of the sweat shirt.
"Pish! This is the style~" The twins grabbed her stomach and mushed it around and talked in a funny voice to her brother, as if it was speaking. "Ya, Dipper! Get with the program~!" Mabel wondered over to her pigsty of a bed and searched through it for something. Dipper sighed and left the room to go find a late nigh snack. When making his way down the stairs, he hits his head on the ceiling.
"Gah! Shit man!" Dipper holds his forehead in aching pain and looks to the mirror hanging on the wall beside him. A large lump on his head began to swell and turn purple, forming a knot. "Great..." Grunkle Stan came from his room to see Dipper rubbing his forehead and looking into the small mirror.
"What the hell are you doing, boy?" Grunkle Stan scratched at his chin and approaches the boy. Dipper quickly turned to see his uncle walking towards him.
"Ah. Sorry if i had woke you." Dipper rubbed his forehead.
"No worries, Dipstick. I just got done yanking the chicken. If ya catch my drift." Grunkle Stan elbows his nephew and chuckled.
"Uhh..Gross." Dipper tried to move away before his unckle could touch him with his filthy hands. Just as he stepped away, Stan puts his hand on Dipper shoulder; Dipper shivers in disgust.
"So! You and Wendy, Huh?~" Stan gripped Dippers shoulder and shakes him slightly with a devilish smirk. Dipper's eyes widened a bit as he thinks that his uncle knows about their sexual time together.
"Who told you?" said Dipper.
"What do you mean who told me? I seen you two.", said Grunkle Stan.
"Y-You s-s-seen us?" Dipper was now drenched in sweat, nervous about who he had told.
"Yeah. You two did it right in front of me!" Grunkle Stan said sounding irritated by all of the questions. Dipper was now completely mortified about his Uncle watching them have sex.
"You are a pervert!" Dipper was grew angry with the actions his uncle took. "You are a sick man!" What was this other feeling that was coursing through him? Jealousy?
"What are you talking about, Dipper? I watched y'all walk off together. That's all I'm saying?" Grunkle Stan was wondering what was eating at Dipper and had up in a knot.
"So you didn't see us have...sex?" Dipper said without thinking about what just happened. Grunkle Stan was standing in front of the boy with his jaw dropped in shock that he had actually gotten laid by the one girl he had been chasing for all these years.