Chapter 4

Stan unlocked the door and then turned around to face the twins.

"Hey kids, look…you're both older now and I know Mabel has like, girly stuff that Dipper shouldn't be looking at, and Dipper…well he needs privacy too. This time around, Mabel only upstairs, and Dip, you get the extra room, the one with the old carpet."

Mabel and Dipper looked at each other. They knew each other well and could see the look on each other's face. We shouldn't push our luck Mabes… Mabel nodded.

"Sure Grunkle, uh, I'll just help Mabel upstairs with her bags." and the twins headed for the stairs.

Stan felt relief that they didn't protest. He didn't want this to come to a head until he thought it through. He needed the most expired apple cider he could find.

"Hey kids! I'm going to Smokey Joe's! Be back in a few minutes!" Actually he would probably be gone an hour or more but wanted to keep them out of…mischief.

"OK Grunkle Stan."

As soon as Dipper and Mabel heard the car door slam and the engine roar to life, they walked to the window and watched Stan drive off. They faced each other and held hands.

"I knew you would fix it bro-bro! Just like you said!" She rubbed noses with Dipper. But then he broke it off and looked down.

"Well…I didn't do anything Mabel. It was all Stan's idea. But I was thinking of what to do, I would have done anything to get you back." He looked back up at her.

"I know Dip." But now she looked down. Then she looked up at Dipper with a smile.

"You know what this means?"

"No, what?"

"This means that Grunkle Stan is on our side! He…doing this on his own means that he knew we were meant to be together!" Mabel hugged him tight. "He loves us!"

Dipper had to agree.

"Yeah…then…he is like, OK with us? I mean…do you think he knows? Really knows, about…us?"

Mabel wrapped her arms around Dippers neck and brought him close, lowering eyelashes she whispered.

"Yes Dip. Since the airport he knows and so we have nothing to fear…" she kissed him. And his arms and hands wrapped low on her waist squeezing her.

How he had missed her! Her soft moist lips, her scent, the sound of her voice, the sound of her…purr. They came up for air.

"But…" Dipper had his thinking face on.

"Don't spoil the mood Dip." She smiled wickedly at him and licked her lips. But Dipper continued.

"He wants us in separate rooms. He…well, he is being gentle about it but he still doesn't want us sharing a room. He may get mad if we…push our luck."

"Oh bro-bro, you're right. But I think as long as we don't, you know, in your face with it, he will be on our side. He is turning a blind eye." and Mabel closed one eye and with the open one looked back and forth. Dipper laughed. He missed her silliness.

"OK, then, we sneak around haha!".

"Oooh sounds forbidden!" And she kissed him again. Then she smacked lips and asked:

"How long was Grunkle Stan going to be gone?"

Dipper smiled.

If business at Smokey Joe's was any indication, there were a lot of tourists in Gravity Falls today, Stan should be working the Shack pulling in dough, but he was staring into the glass of cider.

What the heck had he gotten himself into? Saving Mabel's pig was one thing, but saving her…her love life? With her brother? Maybe he should nip this in the bud, while it was still early…

But wait, it wasn't early, this must have been going on a while. But…it was early in terms of revelation to him. The kids would understand wouldn't they? But then…or would they? He took a long sip and shut his eyes. Whew! Nasty stuff this cider. He coughed and wiped his mouth.

He replayed the scene at the airport. He didn't feel revulsion when he saw them embrace, he was actually glad, but then the kiss…but they were so happy together. And the fact that they didn't even try to hide it from him…they must have trusted him. They felt safe with him. That was something he wasn't a part of very often in his life.

They trust him. He smiled. Then remembered he didn't trust them. Well. Not their hormones anyway. He made up his mind, and slammed down the glass, and even left a quarter on the counter.

He left for the shack.