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Hope you enjoy! Liv

This is a dream.

"Mabes?"

Definitely a dream.

"Hello, Earth to Mabel. You in there?"

Oh god, not a dream, so totally not a dream. Mabel shot up losing her jacket in the process leaving her with just a sleeveless black tank top. She could feel herself shivering but it wasn't from the cold. Staring at Wendy in the bright haze of moonlight she relished in her appearance. In some ways she'd stayed exactly the same. She still wore her perfect flannel shirt with her big black boots. Had the same long fiery red hair. And of course she was still tall and lanky Wendy. Yet you could tell that the years they'd been apart, much like Mabel herself, Wendy had grown into her features. Mabel actually felt like you could cut diamond with that jawline. Wendy's Facebook profile pictures seriously didn't do her justice like serio-

"Dude, don't tell me you don't remember me right?" It looked almost as if Wendy was scared that she didn't remember her while her green eyes roamed Mabel's face. If only she knew the half of it, then it would be Mabel who was the scared one.

"Wendy," She finally got out, her voice wavering in the middle. Nice one, sound like pre-pubescent boy when you first meet her, idiot. The look of relief on Wendy's face was almost enough to make Mabel run and crush her with a hug, but she stopped herself. Didn't want to be too forward obviously, but she could be overthinking it (most likely).

"It's been so long I don't know what to say, you look so..." She paused, staring at Mabel with an unreadable expression "Different. Older different, not bad different, " She finished. Making her way forward she got closer, meaning Mabel was now only a few meters from the person whom she'd been infatuated with for months, which then meant Mabel couldn't breath or else she might hyperventilate. "Check out these new clothes, I remember your sweaters they were like my favourite thing during the summer," Why didn't I wear a fucking sweater.

Then Wendy did something that made Mabel's heart stop. She hugged her. As long and warm arms were wrapped around her shoulder she let herself melt into the taller girl who, she noted, was only a few inches taller than her now. She allowed her arms to rake round her waist and took in everything Wendy: Her smell (pine), her warmth (teddy bear), her body (heaven – also toned, don't forget toned) and everything in between (perfection). "I just missed you a lot ya know?" She heard her say into her hair "And Dipper," She added, a bit less enthusiastically maybe? But Mabel was probably delusional from the hug.

Say it back moron. "I missed you too," she murmured softly and as Wendy pulled away Mabel reluctantly let go and stepped back, hoping her cheeks didn't appear as red as they felt.

"You've gotten so tall now," pronounced Wendy with one of her hands still resting on Mabel's right arm. Mabel just stood still, her muscles felt like they were constantly tensing, she'd never imagined she'd see Wendy this soon and it was all getting a bit too real.

"I can't believe you're really here," Mabel said, her inner thoughts coming out of her mouth before she could even stop them. "I mean, yea, it's been so long gosh, CRAZY STUFF AM I RIGHT," If she could jump into the bottomless pit right now she honestly would, word vomit was Mabel's second language. "So what ya doing by the old shackaroo this late in the eve?" Make that first.

So Mabel found herself sat outside the mystery shack, her home from home, next to her dream girl talking for what seemed like five minutes. Yet when she checked her phone it was two in the morning and the moon was now hidden behind the enormous pine trees, so only the light Stan must have left on gave a warm yellow glow through the window. The steps they both sat on had become cold and hard and Mabel had needed to put her jacket back on because the temperature seemed to have dropped to unholy levels but she'd never felt so content. They sat, knee touching knee, talking and laughing as if they'd been friends their whole lives and never even been apart.

Since Mabel's hands had stopped shaking and her heart rate had returned to normal levels, for the first time in months she felt calm. After the first hour her cheeks ached from smiling but she didn't say that for the other five.

"Mabes I hate to do this but I've gotta go, I'm meeting Tambry and everyone tomorrow morning," She rose from the steps, her warmth immediately disappearing making Mabel want nothing more than to grab her. She didn't, obviously.

"Yeah, of course, it's super late anyway," She got up, folding her arms and taking a slow deep breath. Who knew when the next time she'd see Wendy was.

"Why don't you come along? I'm sure they'd love to see you," Mabel felt her heart skip a beat and she nodded (too many times).

"I'd love that, maybe Thomson could get us some popcorn butter," Mabel said, hoping to hear Wendy laugh again, so when she did and the delicate sound escaped her beautiful lips everything was looking up Mabel. Before she could react Wendy grabbed her phone and put her number in, texting her own so she'd have Mabel's and placed the object back into the dazed girls pocket in less than ten seconds flat.

"Just for reference," Wendy finished, as she pulled her hair into a ponytail, letting a few stray hairs frame her face. "Be there or be square dude," She joked, taking a final look over her shoulder at the stoic Mabel who raised her hand giving a tiny wave.

"I'll be there," She whispered as Wendy's figure disappeared from the streetlights glow down the road. Jesus Christ.

The good thing about going to bed physically and mentally exhausted meant it hadn't given Mabel the time to miss Dipper and her parents, but when she woke up in the room they'd shared all summer with five messages from her mom saying how much they missed her she contemplated packing up and going home right then. Her eyes scanned the room, a triangular beam of light shining on the old whack-a-gnome machine, the odd pair of binoculars Dipper left behind and even a poster of Sev'ral Timez she'd forgotten. Yeah 'forgotten'.

She also wished she'd forgotten her dream, another rendition of that scene from the notebook in the rain (just replace Gosling and McAdams with Corduroy and Pines). Kicking off her cover she lifted her legs over the side of the bed, her hair falling over her shoulders almost touching the tops of her thighs. Why am I even here? As if anything's even going to happen, I don't even know if she likes girls. If Mabel stayed sat here she may just talk herself out of going today, so she got up and had a shower, attempting to wash away her negative feelings and watch them spiral down the drain.

Going for some black jeans she decided to wear a sweater, Wendy's comment still in the back of her mind. I'll wear one with a rainbow on - Because I'm so gay lol. The peace in her room was momentarily disturbed when her phone beeped loudly.

'Hey Mabes, we're meeting at greasy's in half an hour! Can't wait to see you in daylight!' Can't wait to see you in daylight. Did she mean that like a friend I can't wait to see you in daylight? Or was she just being funny? Or-

"MABEL COME DOWN FOR BREAKFAST!" She was just going to have to think about it on her way over.

Well there ya go! Hope you liked, so excited for the next chapter, gonna create some drama me thinks!