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Anyway, hope you enjoy this super awesome Christmas oneshot!

What, Orev? Oh, right – DISCLAIMERS!

I do not own Gravity Falls or MLP, from which this idea for this AU was derived from. Each belong to their own original owners.

Title: The Yule Ball

Summary: Ah, Christmas. A time for family and friends alike. Everyone is at the Yule Ball the twins are hosting, but Dipper is still wanting to ask a certain red-head to dance.

Rating: K

*Warning! This oneshot contains Wendip - just pointing that out!*

The cold night air swept flurries past the sleeping window of Dipper Pines, as he slept comfortably in his bed. He was currently tucked under, and was fast asleep, dreaming about his kiss with Wendy…

"Dipper!" A voice whispered as it clambered onto his tall bed. It kneeled as it violently shook the Prince of the Night. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"…Wendy?" Dipper mumbled for a second as he tried to get out of his tangle of blankets.

"Nope!" The cheerful voice replied. "Itsa me, a-Mabel!"

'I apologize, sir.' The voice in his head turned on. 'I had to let her in or else she threatened me with the prospect of cutting my feedings in half.'

"Its ok, Orev." Dipper groaned as he got up. "I just had the weirdest dream about Wendy…"

"No time for that! Brush your hair! Fix your teeth! I mean, fix your hair and THEN brush your teeth! IT'S CHRISTMAS, DIPPER!"

"C-Christmas?" Dipper was suddenly totally awake, and his wings had spread out from sheer ecstasy. "Today?"

"Yup! So get ready, and GO GO GO! The Ball starts in the Great Hall!" With that, Mabel waltzed out, but not before tripping on one of Dippers weapons.

"I'm ok!"

Dipper tried to process what she had said as Mabel left. It starts in the Great H –

Oh. OH.

The Yule Ball was today.

TODAY.

With that, he stood up, and then rushed into the bathroom in his room to see what he could do.

He COULD brush his hair, but that would be a five-man task – one to brush it and the other four to pin down a wriggling Dipper. He made a futile attempt with water to at least slick it back so it looked nice, and he was happy with the result. He got his robes Mabel had prepared for him (they were super itchy, but even he admitted it looked good.), and he finally walked out the door into the Great Hall. He tried to calm his breath as he got focused.

Today was the day. Today was the day he would dance with Wendy.

...

Even though he was terrible at it.

...

Oh boy...

The Yule Ball, for those unaware, was an annual Ball that the twins (and by that I mean Mabel suggested it, Dipper worked on the manual labor, while Mabel did the arts and 'supervised') held around every Christmas Day. The entire rim of the throne room in the Great Hall was decorated for this event.

Garland hung everywhere, as the tapestries were all colored white, red, and green. The large, stained glass windows were shining, and two, large tables with Christmas foods, like punch, fudge, eggnog, hot cocoa, cinnamon buns, and pie were all displayed at the sides.

Dipper, in honor of the event, was dressed like Father Christmas – a large, red robe he wore made his teal eyes stand out. His wreath of holly leaves fit snugly on his head, and his black, pointed boots clicked along satisfyingly as he walked.

Mabel had put on a white dress with nice, red accents, and her hair was put up. In short – she look like a very young version of Mrs. Claus. Even Waddles was dressed up for the occasion, with him wearing a suit that made him look like Rudolph.

"Ya look good, bro-bro!" Mabel smiled at his outfit and Dipper hers.

"Thanks." He replied. "You look great. Is everything ready?"

"Yup! All we gotta do is announce it to the people!"

"Well, lets announce it already!"

After hearing news of this event (which Dipper graciously got to use his Royal Fallian Voice for the first time in a long while.), Wendy rushed home to pick a dress. She could hear her brother complaining in the other room, and her fathers shouts of frustration and pain, as he kept bumping into the walls and ceiling of their house.

Wendy grabbed a pair of shoes, and slipped them on while staring out into the distance at the castle view she got.

She could already tell this night was going to be special.

Dipper stood nervously at the gates, welcoming people into the castle, scanning the crowd for a certain red head. Despite his ability to fly up, Dipper found himself rather restricted to the ground.

"What were ya doing, bro?" Mabel whispered to him silently as they walked back inside.

"I was… looking for Wendy."

Mabel squeal nearly broke glass.

"Oh my gosh, yes! I KNEW it! I totally knew it! You LIKE her!"

"Mabel…" Dipper warned as they passed through the crowds to their thrones. He was quickly turning a bright shade of red.

"But its true! I wonder if you two are gonna be under the mistletoe again~"

"MABEL!" Dipper hissed, making him turn even more red. He hadn't told her of what he wanted to do with Wendy, she would pester him all night until he finally worked up the courage too, and this was something the Prince didn't want to rush. "That was once!"

"Aha ha ha ha!"

The night proceeded without a hitch. Couples danced around the Christmas Tree, sung carols, and even a small section was devoted to Hanukkah. Mabel danced with the guests, and even won a dance battle (although Dipper suspected the boy let her win).

Speaking of the Night Prince, Dipper still couldn't find Wendy anywhere in the crowd. Where was she? She had to be somewhere in here – she promised she would come. Dipper felt a tap on his shoulder, and his spirits soared as he turned around.

"Sup, dork."

"Wendy!" Dipper called, making him quickly hug her. Finding it to be awkward, they immediately broke apart as Dipper coughed and tried to be respectable. "Yes, well, I'm… glad you could make it, maa'm." He seemed to suddenly be aware of what she was wearing.

A red dress fit nicely on her figure, and instead of her normal lumberjack hat, it was replaced with a bright flannel Santa hat. Her black heels clicked nicely when she walked, but not enough that one misstep would make her fall like the trees she cut.

"You… uh… you look… great." Dipper made out, then instantly felt stupid. Wendy merely laughed it off, though.

"I'm glad I could make it, your kingship." Wendy started in a British accent that was so bad Dipper had to bite his tongue from laughing. "I wouldn't miss this get-together, even for the queen herself."

"I could probably pull rank over her."

"I'm pretty sure ya could, Dippingsauce."

After a few more rounds of 'Kingship and ma'am' from the duo, Dipper felt more energized than ever. A slow dance came on, and Mabel greeted a male guest and danced with him. Dipper stuck to the sidelines, Wendy noticed, looking like he was debating something.

"What's wrong, Dipster?"

Dipper jumped to attention at the sound of his name, but when he saw it was Wendy, he sighed.

"I dunno, just… unlike my sister, I was never good at dancing."

Wendy perked an eyebrow at this, then laughed as she grabbed the young boys' hand as she gently dragged him into the partying throng.

"Maybe I could teach you."

Dipper got aligned with her, and slowly started to dance. He was quite rubbish at first, but then, slowly but surely, he was getting better. He heard the murmurs of the crowd behind him.

"Well, I'll be!"

"How adorable!"

"Do you really think-"

"I'm positive, I've should've guessed it."

Dipper suddenly seemed aware of what he was doing.

He was dancing. With Wendy.

It was a miracle that he didn't pass out then and there. He turned a heavy crimson, but thankfully managed to keep dancing.

In all the watching, Mabel managed to slip away and eat the rest of her cinnamon bun – she and Waddles managed to have eight without getting yelled at by Dipper and his insane health habits. While she happily munched away, she looked at her brother dancing with his dream girl.

Mission accomplished.

After the dance (which Dipper wanted to continue, after finding out he was good.), Dipper finally retreated with Wendy to show her his room. He had to use his magic quickly before she came in so it didn't look like a pigsty. She let out a thin whistle as she saw the size of it.

"Wow, Dipster, I didn't know rooms even come this big."

"Yeah, well," Dipper laughed. "I like it. Do you?"

"Are you kidding?" Wendy ran and lept onto the bed, making a 'thump' noise as she did. "This place is awesome, dude. Uh, is it alright if I do that?"

"Its already late, now. But-"

Dipper spread his wings, hovered over the bed, then dropped down.

"I guess so."

Wendy laughed at the boys antics before facing him. "So, why did you really call me in here?"

"Well…" Dipper thought of the true reason he had brought her here. "I uh… I wanted to give you this."

Dipper gently shoved himself forward so to reach the table and take a small black box from it. He handed it to Wendy as she gasped in surprise.

It was a moon pendent, with its silver chain and pale, mother-of-pearl color, as three white, diamond snowflakes were positioned in front of it. The teen stared at Dipper, then at the necklace, then back to Dipper.

"I got it especially for you. I hope you like it." Dipper offered, trying to read the emotion on her face. When he saw sadness, he immediately felt bad.

"It's bad, wasn't it? I-I can return it…"

"Dipper, no, it's amazing!" Wendy placed the box aside and hugged him, making him blush. "Thank you. Merry Christmas, pal."

Dipper only smiled as he embraced the hug that his crush was giving him. She liked it! She actually liked it! He had spent all week worrying about it, but she really liked it!

"Merry Christmas, Wendy."

"I actually got something for you." Wendy stated as she brought out a small gift. "It's not as good as what you got, but..."

Dipper breathed in heavily.

It was a small, silver pocket watch, with three small hands, each moving at different speeds. The detail on the back was a crescent moon with two wings. The front clicked open with a button, and could be tuned by the same button.

"My dad helped me engrave it. It's not good, isn't it- Woah!"

Wendy found herself being tackled by Dipper, who was now wearing the watch around his neck.

"I love it! This is amazing! Thank you!"

Wendy could only smile as she wrapped her arms around the boys and hugged him again.

"You're welcome."

Heeee-eey, bonus!

Bonus:

Mabel opened the door to her brothers room, after checking everywhere else. She couldn't find him or Wendy anywhere, but when she did, she had to close the door and rush into her room before screaming of cuteness.

Wendy was on Dipper's bed, with the boy of the night cuddled in her lap, fast asleep, using his wings like a blanket. A weird golden pocket watch was around his neck, making Mabel wonder where it came from.

Once Mabel had shooed the concerned guards away from her room, she finally got up and looked at the snow outside.

Maybe when all was said and done, her and Dipper could have snowball fight outside in the Christmas snow.

BLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGH!

I'M STILL NOT UP TO MY WORD COUNT.

I FEEL PATHETIC.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this fluffy Wendip oneshot for Christmas!

Again, sorry I wasn't active lately – and be sure to resend any PM's you sent during the week, as I might've not gotten them.

To make it up to you guys, I'm expanding the Christmas oneshots! Yup, all throughout December until New Years (if you guys want to send any requests for that, be sure to!), send me Christmas oneshot requests!

Also, yes, I do understand some people believe the Pines celebrate Christmas, but this was halfway done before I found that out. So, no hate, please.

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