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Dipper
Wendy and I played Fight Fighters at the arcade, with Mabel cheering us from behind.
"Go Wendy! Go Dipper!" She yelled enthusiastically.
"Who are you rooting for?" I finally asked.
"I dunno! It's so hard to choose!" Mabel watched the video game screen with her most serious expression as I played Rumble McSkirmish, and Wendy played Dr. Karate. "Remember, I play the winner!"
"Ooh, cutscene!" I said as the screen showed a clip.
"DR. KARATE, YOU KILLED MY FATHER AGAIN!"
"HHNNGHHHH!"
"YOU TAKE THAT BAAACKKKK!"
"Fight!" Said the game.
Finally, I won. "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Go! Go!"
"K.O! The winner: Rumble Mcskirmish!"
"WINNERS DON'T LOSE!" Said Rumble.
"Yay, Dipper!" Mabel jumped on my back and hugged me.
"What? You cheated." Said Wendy.
I Imitated Rumble, "You take that baaackkkk!"
"Round 2!" Said the game.
"One sec, Mabel." Said Wendy. "I wanna punch the ref."
"Fight!"
"Let's gang up on him." I said.
We did all the combo moves without hitting each other, and failing to hit the ref. We all laughed.
Suddenly, Mabel gasped, and whispered. "Robbie alert!"
"Wendy! What's up, babe? Yeah, just putting up some flyers for my band. I'm playing lead guitar. No biggie." Came the arrogant voice of the goth boy.
Mabel stared at the flyer. "Are you wearing mascara?"
"Uh, it's eye-paint for men."
"Hey Robbie," Said Wendy. "Dipper and Mabel were just showing me this great game."
"Ha, yeah, sweet, sweet. Hey, how about you sit this one out, ok champ?" He pushed me away.
"But, it's Mabel's turn to fight me." I said.
"Woah, woah, hey! Relax man, I'm just trying to spend a little time with my girlfriend, alright?"
"It'll just be one round." Wendy said with a smile.
"Round 3! Fight!" Said the game.
"So hey, I'm gonna go camping around with my dad so, I won't be around."
"Oh, cool, cool, watch out!" Robbie out an arm over Wendy shoulder and glared at me and Mabel.
"Opponent sighted!" Said the game. "Fight!"
Mabel sighed. "Let's go, Dipper."
"What? No!" I said quickly.
"Look, Robbie's obviously not letting go of her anytime soon, so let's just go."
Mabel gave Wendy a sad look that went unseen, and then slowly walked out of the the arcade.
Mabel, Stan, Soos and I all played poker at the Mystery Shack.
"King me!" Mabel said, revealing her hand with 2 kings.
The rest of us groaned. "Aww! Come on!"
"It's not fair, she doesn't even know what we're playing!" Said Stan.
"Go fish?"
We suddenly heard a loud electric guitar.
"Dude, I think I'm picking up a radio station inside my head." Soos said.
Mabel gasped. "Try blinking to see if you can change the channel."
Soos tried, the music didn't stop or change.
"Weeendy!" Came the horrible singing.
"Ugh, sounds like Robbie." I realized, while rolling my eyes.
"Robbie? Is he that jerky twerp I see making goo-goo eyes at Wendy all the time?" Stan asked.
"He called me 'Big Dude' once. I mean, I know I'm a big dude, but it kinda hurt." Said Soos.
"C'mon Mabel, let's put a stop to this." I said, standing up.
"Wendy! Wendy, Wendy!" Robbie sang. As Mabel and I walked outside he began talking normally. "Wendy! C'mon out, girl! C'mon down!"
"You do realize she's not here, right?" Mabel asked.
Robbie scoffed. "Yes! ...What?"
"She's out camping with dad and the brothers, today." She said, before muttering. "And if you listened to her for once you'd know that."
"What was that?!"
"Sh-she said Wendy's not here." I jumped in.
"No, no, no!" Robbie stepped toward Mabel. "I heard what you said! You want to get into it, huh? Lets get into it, kid! You think I don't know what's been going on, huh? It's obvious you don't want me dating Wendy, don't you? Don't you?!"
Mabel gave Robbie a harsh stare. "You know what? I don't! You wanna know why? 'Cause you're a jerky-jerkface!"
Robbie's eyes widened. He growled and lifted up a fist, ready to punch.
"Go ahead!" She yelled. "And when Wendy asks how I got hurt, I'll just tell her what happened."
"She'll never believe you!" He said, but I could hear the confidence in his voice diminishing.
Mabel scoffed. "Yeah, she'll believe some guy she just stared dating over her own baby sister."
Robbie continued to glare and growl. But suddenly, his eyes flashed over at me. He started to smirk. "I can't touch you... but I CAN touch him!" He suddenly grabbed me by my vest.
"Ow!" I said on instinct.
"You tell Wendy, HE'S the one that gets beat up."
"Y-You can't do that!" She stammered. "Y-You wouldn't do that!"
"Try me." He said in a menacing voice.
I watched as Mabel fearfully glanced between Robbie and I. "I... I..."
"Hey!" Stan yelled, poking his head through a window. "I know a fight when I see one! Stay right there!"
"You two. Me. Circle park. 3 o'clock. You're getting beat up," He pointed to me, "And you're going to watch." He pointed to Mabel, and then walked away. "We finish this."
Stan soon came back with popcorn. "Awww, he's gone! I was just gonna call the boys over to place a few bets! The smart money's on 'Skinny Jeans.' "
Mabel and I went back to living room, surprised and afraid.
"Dipper, I'm so sorry!" Mabel yelled immediately.
"I can't fight! I've never been in a fight before! Look at these noodle arms!" I said, showing my arms that didn't appear to have bones.
"Just bonk him over the head!" Said Stan. "It's nature's snooze button!"
"Maybe he'll just forget about it. Maybe it'll all blow over." I said.
"I don't know, Dipper." Said Soos. "Teenagers are dangerous. Those hormones turn them into like, killing machines!"
"R-Really?"
"Oh yeah, dude. My cousin Reggie got in a fight with a teen once. The guy broke like, all his arms, all his legs, and I think, killed him or something, I don't know. Me and Reggie were just talking about it."
I was starting to hyperventilate. "I can't stay here! What if Robbie comes back!? I gotta hide!"
"Look, kid. You got yourself a choice here. You can either go face him like a man, or you can stay indoors and hide like a wimp. What'll it be?" Asked Stan.
"Wimp it is." Said Soos, as he stared at me and Mabel cramped under a video game in the arcade.
"C'mon Soos, Robbie's twice my size." I said, getting out from my hiding spot. "I mean, what will getting myself killed accomplish? I just need to hide here until 3 o'clock passes." I checked my watch, which was nowhere near 3. "Uggggh, this day will never end!"
"Relax, Dipper. Just try not to think about Robbie."
I turned around, and looked up to see dozens of posters for Robbie's band. All of the posters with Robbie, and their slogan: 'You're dead!'
I screamed.
"Dipper, it's okay!" Mabel went up and ripped one of the posters off the wall. "It's not real!"
I nervously laughed. "Yeah... not real..."
Mabel shrugged. "Hey! You wanna finish that Fight Fighters game we never finished?"
"Stupid Robbie." I said to myself as I fought Mabel in 'Fight Fighters'. "Suck a jerk!"
"Round 1! Fight!" The arcade game said. I quickly lost to Mabel. "K.O!"
"Yay..." Mabel mumbled to herself, too upset to enjoy her victory.
"Continue?"
"A WINNER NEVER RUNS AWAY FROM A FIGHT!" Said Rumble.
I sighed. "That's easy for you to say, you have more than one life. Ugh, I wish one of these guys would fight Robbie for me."
"Wouldn't that be great."
I went to insert another coin, but I dropped it. It rolled to the away, next to some writing on the machine. It appeared to be a cheat code.
"Huh? To unleash ultimate power?" I paused, and glanced at Mabel who shrugged. "I do like things that are ultimate." I began entering the code, "Back, back, hold, forward, back, forward, down, hold, quarter circle, forward, triple punch!"
The machine suddenly blacked out.
I shrugged. "I guess it didn't work."
The screen flared to life, and the arcade game yelled, "SELCT YOUR CHARACTER!"
"Uh... Rumble McSkirmish?" I asked, unsurely.
Rumble literally leapt out of the game.
"KickkickkickkickKICK!" He yelled.
"Whoa!" Mabel exclaimed.
"You're real?" I asked.
"GREETINGS, CHILD-BOY! I AM RUMBLE MCSKIRMISH, FROM THE U.S.A! PUNCH! KICK! PUNCH! KICK!" He said, punching and kicking.
I got hit by one of the punches. "Ow!"
Mabel and I exchanged glances. "Cooool!"
Rumble spotted a change machine. "CHANGE MACHINE! CHANGE ME INTO A POWERFUL WOLF! HWAAAAH!" He smashed the machine.
I gasped. "With Rumble around, Robbie will be so scared, I won't even need to fight him. I've got the world's greatest fighter to be my bodyguard!"
"Yeah!" Mabel smiled.
Rumble suddenly flashed red. "I need power ups!" He said.
I paused. Where am I gonna get those?
I went back to the shack and checked the fridge. "Well, we don't have any traditional power ups: turkey legs, pizza boxes, or gold rings. How about... half a taco?"
"Place it on the floor." Said Rumble.
I did as he said, and placed it on the floor.
The taco suddenly disappeared, replaced with an inventory menu. Rumble selected the 1/2 taco.
"Whoa!" Mabel stared at Rumble in amazement.
"I wish I could do that!" I smiled.
"Now I must defeat the world's fight fighters." Said Rumble. "Take me to the Soviet Union!"
"That's gonna me tough... for a number of reasons. But I do now a fighter here in Gravity Falls!"
"Maximum Power?"
"His name is Robbie V. And he's kinda like me and my friend's arch enemy." I said, handing Rumble one of Robbie's band flyers.
"Did he kill your father?"
"Well he's dating my best friend's sister," I pointed to Mabel, "and she doesn't want him dating her sister 'cause he's gonna be an awful uncle, or whatever... and he posts a really annoying amount of status updates."
"And then he killed your father!"
"Uh, sure. Anyway, I was hoping you could, y'know, scare him off for me so I don't have to fight the guy."
Rumble laughed. "Your question makes my shoulders bounce!" He began demonstrating his abilities. "Fire ball! Uppercut! Downer-cut! Bowl of PUNCH!" He drank and smashed a punch bowl.
"So you'll protect me from Robbie?"
"Challenge accepted! Press start!"
A little start button appeared, and I pressed it. "Uh oh, I think I hear my uncle. Stay perfectly still!"
He still moved.
"I said stay still."
"This is as still as I can stay!"
"Don't worry!" Mabel said. "I'll keep him busy! You guys, go!" And she ran out.
I could hear the conversation from where I was.
Mabel ran over to Stan, who was about to enter the kitchen. "Grunkle Stan!" She said nervously. "Um... what are you doing?"
"I'm walking into the kitchen. To do things you don't want to know about."
"...Okay. But, wouldn't you rather sit back and watch the latest episode of 'Why you ackin' so cray-cray?' with your favorite adoptive child?"
"Hmmm... This isn't some kind of way to distract me from something, is it?"
"Whaaat? No!" How do grown-ups do that? "I just... really want you to see the episode! It's really... cray-cray."
"Meh. Why not?" I then heard their footsteps as they walked away.
I let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, Rumble. To the park."
Mabel
"Giiirl, why you ackin' so cray-cray?"
"Why You Ackin' So Cray-Crazy will be back in a moment."
I sighed, watching the television screen. As exciting as this episode was, I was still worried about Dipper. What if something went wrong? I nervously began to pet my pet pig. "Grunkle Stan, I'm afraid that Dipper will get hurt." I said to my guardian.
"Afraid?" Stan laughed as he stood up. "Fears are for chumps. That's why I don't have any." He tried to reach for something on the shelf. "Ugh, ugh!"
"You want me to go get a ladder?" I asked.
"We don't have one."
"What?"
"You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That's why I own ten guns, in case some maniac tries sneak in with a ladder."
I paused, and stared at Grunkle Stan. "Grunkle Stan, why ackin' so cray-cray?"
"YOU'RE the one who's ackin' cray-cray!" Stan yelled, a finger pointed at me. "I gotta go now." He walked away.
"Why would Grunkle Stan be so weirded out by ladders?" I asked myself. I gasped. "Of course! I think he has a secret fear of heights!" I turned to Waddles, "We'll have to test him to be sure. Or, we could just leave well enough alone." I paused. "Nah!"
At first, I only spent time with him to distract him from something. But now, I'm really going to do something. I'm going to cure Stan of his fear of heights!
Dipper
"Tell me my opponents special moves." Rumble said, as we walked down the street.
"Don't worry. As soon as he sees you, he's gonna wet his pants."
"His wet pants will be no match for this!" He picked up a metal pipe.
"Whoa! Where'd that came from?"
"I punched an oil drum!"
"Trust me, you won't need that. Just give him a good scare."
"Yes..." Rumble picked up a sword. "WITH THIS!"
"This street has really dangerous litter."
Mabel
"All right, Waddles. It's time to begin... Operation Get Stan Over His Fear of Heights! I came up with that name." I said to my pig.
I walked over to Stan, who was sleeping on the couch.
"HAPPY GREAT-UNCLE'S DAY!" I yelled, and handed him a present.
"Huh?" He mumbled, as he was woken up by my yell. "Is it Great Uncle's Day?"
I laughed. "Yeah, of course it's not a day I made up."
Stan opened the box to reveal... "High heels? You shouldn't have!" He paused. "Seriously, wha what? What is this?"
"What's wrong?" I asked suspiciously, "Are you saying these heels are TOO high? Do they make you uncomfortable? Hmm?"
"Maybe."
"Admit it!" I yelled. "Admit you have a fear of heights!"
"What?" Stan said, getting up to fix the TV. "That's why you bought me these? You should be ashamed of yourself! And on Great Uncle's Day, no less. But no, I don't have a 'fear of heights'."
"We now return to World's Most Terrifying Skydiving!" Said the TV.
Stan screamed and tripped over the dinosaur skull. "Turn it off!"
I gave Stan a look.
He sighed. "So I have a fear of heights. Is that really so cray-cray?"
"Well..."
Dipper
"Well, well, well! Look who decided to show up!" Robbie taunted as I walked toward him. "I thought you chickened out. Where's your girlfriend?"
"She's not my-" I sighed. There was no reasoning with him. "She's not coming."
"Whatever." He shrugged. "She's still gonna see you beaten and bruised, and that'll be warning enough. You ready to settle this like men?" Robbie said.
"Look dude, I don't think you want to fight me. Let's just call this thing off before someone gets hurt."
"You scared, huh? Is that it?"
"Okay, dude! You asked for it!" I snapped my fingers, and Rumble came out of the dark and assumed a fighting pose.
"Who's your friend? And why is he... blurry?"
"This happens to be the greatest warrier that ever lived!"
"Yeah, right! Hey Eye Patch, what did the kid promise you? More tape for your forearms?" Robbie laughed.
"HOW CAN YOU LAUGH, WHEN YOU KILLED THIS BOY'S FATHER?!" Rumble yelled.
"Wait, what?"
"I'm giving you one last chance, back down, or this guy's gonna go nuts." I pointed to Rumble.
"How 'bout YOU back down, kid?"
"You asked for it." I shrugged. "Rumble? Go!"
Robbie laughed. Rumble tried to puch Robbie, but Robbie ducked. "What the?"
He tried to run away, but Rumble picked him up.
"WHOA! Hey! What's happening?"
"I didn't wanna have to do this, man, but you have me no choice." I said. "Maybe now, if you-"
Rumble laughed and slammed Robbie to the ground.
"Whoa! Rumble! You can stop! I think Robbie's had enough."
"RUMBLE... THROW!" He threw Robbie high in the air.
"STOP! I SAID STOP!"
Robbie landed on metal bars. "Hey! What the- THAT GUY'S CRAZY!"
"FIREBALL!" Rumble threw a fireball, and Robbie ran off.
"What the heck was that?!" I yelled. "You were only supposed to scare him, you almost killed him!"
"I WILL NOT REST UNTIL THE MAN WHO DISHONORED YOU IS DESTROYED!" Rumble punched Robbie's band poster and ran after him, screaming. He jumped and punched an electric pole, yelling, "PUNCH!"
"This isn't good."
Mabel
"HEY GRUNKLE STAN!"
Stan jumped in his chair and spit out the Pitt soda he was drinking.
"How would you like to go take a walk nowhere in particular while wearing a blindfold?" I said in my most innocent voice.
"Eh, beats just sittin' around here being old." He said, getting up. "Waaait a minute... you're not planning on taking me someplace super high up, are you?"
I gasped, acting offended. "Grunkle Stan! I would never!" I put on a sweater with a hand, and two fingers up. "Scouts honor!"
"Okay, let's go."
I laughed to myself at the fact that the fingers on the back of the sweater were crossed. Grunkle Stan, get ready to get cured!
Dipper
I ran to Barrels and Crates Inc., where I could see Robbie running from Rumble.
"Something told me this would be his first stop."
As Robbie ran down the fire escape, Rumble threw a barrel at Robbie, who ducked and screamed. "Chill out man!"
"Please, Rumble!" I yelled. "You gotta stop!"
Rumble continued throwing barrels at Robbie, in a style similar to Donkey Kong. He then continued chasing him through town.
"Rumble wait!" I ran after him. "You don't have to do this! At least pace yourself..." I began to slowing down. "You might get a cramp- AH!" I stopped.
Suddenly, Soos pulled up in his truck.
"Soos!" I exclaimed, relieved. "Where you been?"
"Uh, long story, man. Dude, you see that video game guy tearing up everything in sight?" Soos laughed. "That's crazy!"
"Yeah, I kinda sorta brought him to life to be my bodyguard. But now I have to stop him before he kills Robbie!"
"You need an amiable sidekick with a pickup truck?"
"You know I do!" I smiled. And I got in.
Mabel
"Take off your blindfold... now!"
Stan removed his blindfold to see we were high on top of the water tower. "Yeah... that's pretty much what I was expecting."
"You're doing better than I thought! Now let go of the handrail..."
"Nope." Stan whispered, as he held a death grip on the handrail.
I really didn't understand what was so scary about being this high up. The beautiful view, the wind in your face, the thin air... I paused, and sniffed. "Hey, do you smell anger and hormones?"
"Finally! I'm safe!" I heard Robbie say, after he climbed up the water tower.
"Hey, Robbie! Get your own water tower!"
Robbie shushed me. "Keep it down! He'll find us!"
"CHALLENGER SIGHTED!"
As Robbie screamed, I looked down to see that video-game guy, Rumble. He was after Robbie! Not that I really cared, but Stan and I were on this water tower, too! I soon saw Soos' truck pull up, with Dipper.
"You can hide! But you cannot hide!" Rumble said.
"Rumble!" Dipper yelled. "This has to stop! Please! Listen to me!"
But Rumble kicked the water tower.
"What's happening?!" I yelled, as we tilted.
"Oh boy..." Stan said nervously.
"We're safe, right?"
"Of course not! This thing is on stilts! High high up!"
Robbie suddenly fell off the water tower, and I feared I'd be next.
Dipper
Robbie fell of the water tower, and was caught by Rumble.
"FINISH HIM!" Yelled the same voice from the game.
"No no no, don't! Don't finish me!" Robbie begged.
Rumble prepared his fireball. I threw a pen ya t him, and his fireball vaporized.
"HWUUUUAAAAAAAAA?!" Rumble asked.
"RUMBLE!" I threw aside two black planks that I used for a cutscene effect. "Rumble, I have something to tell you! Robbie... Robbie didn't kill my father."
"HUUUUUUHH? THEN WHO DID?"
"What? No one. I-I lied to you."
"HWUUUHH? WELL THEN YOU'RE ACTUALLY A... BAD GUY!"
I looked down in shame. "I guess I kinda am..."
Rumble turned around and hung Robbie from a tree by his hood. He spoke, in cutscene form. "My entire journey, a lie! My honor has been insulted! Sansei warned me not to join the path of evil... the boy has led me astray! If Robbie V. is not the last stage, then it must be... YYYYYOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU!" He yelled, pointing to me.
A little START button appeared next to me.
Soos ran up. "Don't fight him, man! That guy's got like a black belt wrapped around his black belt. You could get killed!"
"I have to. I started all this and I've got to at least try to stop it." I said.
"You sure you wouldn't rather hide like a wimp?"
I pressed START.
Soos smiled. "Fight like a man it is."
"READY?" Said the game announcer. Rumble assumed his fighting position as our health bars filled up. I tried to make my position match Rumble's as the announcer yelled, "FIGHT!"
Rumble charged at me, and I ran at him, both of us screaming.
"FIREBALLTHROWLIGHTNINGBALLTHROW! FIRE!" Rumble threw a fireball, and missed me. He then kicked me and my health went down. He laughed. "YOU FIGHT LIKE A GIRL! WHO IS ALSO A BABY!"
I glare at him. In a moment of anger I ran and gave Rumble an uppercut.
"DUUUUUUUUDE!" Soos yelled.
As Rumble fell on the ground, and I said, "Yes!" But I looked up to see his health only went down by 1%. "Oh no." I ran again, screaming.
Rumble threw another fireball, and I finally decided to climb up a tree.
Rumble paced around the tree. "NO! I HAVE NO LOOKING UP ANIMATION!" He tried to look up, but screamed and fell flat (literally, FLAT) on the ground.
I laughed and jumped down. "So, what should I do, roll him up and out him on my wall?" I asked Soos.
"Dude, we should Rock Paper Scissors for him!"
Rumble yelled, "FIST! PUNCH! RAAAAAIIIIINNNN!"
Fists literally rained on me and Soos, as Rumble got up.
"NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THAT I HAVE PUNCHES!"
Rumble started flaming, and screamed. I realized that he was preparing for his ultimate combo, and my health bar was almost empty. I finally put my fists down, and prepared for Rumble do his worst.
"SUPER POWER NINJA TURBO NEO ULTRA HYPER MEGA MULTI ALPHA META EXTRA UBER PREFIX... COMBO!"
I was beaten up, horribly. "You, sir, truly are the champion of champions."
"RUMBLE WINS!" Said the announcer.
"WINNERS DON'T LOSE!" Said Rumble.
"I wouldn't be to sure about that, man..."
"GAME OVER!" Said the game.
As Rumble began to disintegrate, he screamed, "HEH?! NO! NOOOOOOO!"
"Game over, old friend." I said.
Behind me, the game gave me my points and I entered 'Dip' into the score enters in the air.
Soos laughed. "Nice one, dude!"
Mabel
The tower was no longer shaking, but it was still tilted. I could not let go of it.
"I'm sorry, Grunkle Stan! I thought this would help, but I was wrong! So wrong!" I yelled, hugging the water tower.
"I-I survived!" Said Stan. "I survived and I feel great! Wait, let me do a cocky dance just to be sure: Alala-loo-doodly-doo-doodly-doo!" Said danced, and laughed. "DEAL WITH IT WORLD! STAN PINES HAS CURED HIS FEAR OF HEIGHTS!" As he climbed down the ladder, he asked, "You comin', kid?"
I shook my head, refusing to look at the ground far below. "Uh-uh."
"What's the matter, YOU got a fear of heights, now?" He laughed, then paused. "Uh-oh."
Dipper
As Soos left, Robbie finally got of the tree branch.
"What?" He asked. "Who-who-who was that guy?! Why is it that whenever you're around, there's always ghosts or monsters, or whatever?!"
"I don't know, man." I shrugged, ignoring the pain in my shoulder... and my leg... and everywhere.
"That guys almost broke my neck! You know how mad I am right now?!"
"So I guess you and I have to fight now, huh? Go ahead man. Do you worst. I just want to get this over with." I spread my arms out, prepared to be hit.
"Oh, man!" Robbie smiled. "I am so gonna enjoy this!" He raised his fist. "Aren't you gonna run?"
"Nope."
"...Are you sure?"
I nodded.
"...Pft! It's not even worth it! I play lead guitar, so I gotta save my hands."
"Hey, guys! I thought I heard some crazy screaming back here."
"Wendy?" Robbie and I asked, together.
"You're back!" I said.
"Yeah, man. Whoa!" She looked around. "What the heck happened here? Freak tornado or something?"
"Uh, yeah, sure..." Robbie and I muttered.
"And why are your faces all jacked up? You guys weren't fighting each other, were you? I hate it when guys fight."
"No! Fighting?" I said.
"Why would we be fighting?" Robbie asked. "Never!"
"Yeah, we actually fell over trying to stop to other guys from fighting each other."
Wendy smiled. "Cool! It really makes me happy to see my two boys hanging out. I got some unpacking to do. Text to guys later." She kissed Robbie and patted me in the head. "Tell Mabel I said hey!" She said, as she left.
"Look, Robbie," I said. "If we stay at each other's throats, Mabel, you and I will all lose Wendy. We need to make a Cold War pact."
"Okay... what's that?"
"We need to learn to hate each other, in silence."
"You mean like, what girls do?"
"Yeah, exactly! What girls do."
"...Where is your girlfriend, anyway?"
I rolled my eyes. "She is NOT my-"
"I mean, she was on the water tower."
I gulped "...M-Mabel was on the w-water tower?"
"Yeah, I saw her up there when I was running from that crazy guy."
My eyes widened in fear. Not only did I endanger Robbie, Mabel could be hurt! Or...
"Well, this was fun... ButIcan'ttalkrightnowgottagofindMabel,bye!"
And I ran.
Mabel
The wind blew my hair in one direction. As impossible as it seemed, I feared I would be swept away by the wind at any moment. I mean, compared to all I'd seen this summer, it seemed quite likely to be possible.
I ignored Stan begging, and him trying to figure out how to get me down. Well, I ignored it best I could. I shut my eyes, closed tight.
I looked down to the ground below. Gravity was trying to bring me to itself, and the ground was the wall that keeps us apart. But, Gravity will pull me as close as it can no matter what the cost. Even to the point of my own death.
I looked up to the sky above. I was too scared to move a hand to shield my eyes, so I did not hold my gaze due to the harshness of the sun. No matter how high I was, the clouds seemed untouchable. I could see birds not too far from me. I wondered how they could possibly handle flying so high.
I looked straight ahead, past Grunkle Stan. The mountains with their sharp peaks, the never-ending horizon. Those things as distant and far away as the ground and sky. I was in between everything, the middle of nowhere and everywhere. The thing closest to me was the tower, and I couldn't let go of it for fear of being pulled in one direction and being crushed by reality.
"Mabel?!"
That voice. That voice did not belong to my caretaker. It was different. Different from the harshness of Gravity, or the sun, or Stan. This voice was kind... and concerned.
"Mabel it's me! Are you okay?"
"I'm... I'm scared." I whispered to the voice.
"I know, I know." Said the voice. "But you need to come down."
I refused to open my eyes, even through all the tears that came out. They flowed across my face in a random pattern, but all were pulled down by Gravity. I 'saved' those that were lucky enough to fall near my mouth, and licked up the warm, salty, teary water. It was then that I realized how hot I felt, and I how thirsty I was.
"I'm here, Mabel."
I gasped as I felt a hand touch mine. I finally opened my eyes. My tears blurred my vision horribly, but I could see a figure.
"Dipper?" I whispered in a chocked voice.
"I'm here, Mabel."
I finally let out a loud cry, and let go of the water tower. I felt like I was falling forward. Gravity was trying to grab me again. And, who would catch me? Not the ground. Oh, how I hoped it wasn't the ground.
No, I felt arms, HIS arms wrapped around me in a comforting hug. As I shook with sobs, I felt him rub my back, and whisper soothing things. Things I could not hear over my sobs, but I didn't need to.
He cared. That's all that mattered.
But I was too warm. Too thirsty. I was feeling too sick from the fear and poisonous adrenaline I'd just felt. My body went limp before me, and my already blurry vision became blurrier. Suddenly blackness surrounded me, and everything went away. My thirst was gone, and so was my heat. In fact, I was very... very cold.
"Is she okay?"
"Dipper, just give her some space."
"Come on, kid. Wake up."
"Mabel, please wake up."
Voices. Familiar voices.
All I could see was black.
Where am I? What's going on?
Answers came rushing back to me and I realized my heavy eyelids were closed. I gathered up strength and they were slowly opened. Blurry figures surrounded me, and they slowly came into focus.
"Mabel!"
It was him. It was Dipper. His arms were wrapped around me again, this time in a relieved hug. Around me were Stan, Wendy, Soos, and Waddles. Their relief was plain on their faces, all giving me comforting smiles. Most importantly, we were back at the shack, in our attic room.
I gasped as he pulled away. He was horribly bruised and beaten.
"Can you give us a minute?" He asked the others. All left but Waddles.
"Dipper, what happened?" I asked, once my voice was finally found.
Dipper shrugged. "Rumble turned on me."
"Are you okay?" I asked, quickly. I touched him near his bruised eye, and felt him wince.
"I'll be fine." He said.
I smiled. "Thanks for saving me, Dippin' Sauce."
He shrugged. "It's kinda my fault you got stuck there."
"Hey, don't blame yourself for the video game guy's mistake! And you still saved me!"
"I guess..."
I pulled him into a hug. "I know."
When I pulled away and saw the pink-red blush contrasting his purple eye, I just smiled. Even with all the bruises, scrapes and scratches, he still looked adorable.
No, he looked cute.
AN: Hope that was okay. Thanks for reading.
...How should I react when my six year old sister mumbles a boy's name in her sleep?