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Dipper


"Here we are, the Summerween Superstore!" Stan said as he got out of the car he so expertly parked on TOP of a handicap parking sign.

"Wait, Summer-what?" I asked.

"Summerween!" Stan pulled out a calendar. "The people of this town love Halloween so much, they celebrate it twice a year. And wouldn't you know it, it's today!"

"Do you always carry that calendar in your pocket?"

"...Yes."

"Dipper!" Exclaimed Mabel. "This is gonna be the best Summerween ever, now that you're here!"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You always said that you loved trick or treating back home! I always go with Wendy, and now we can all go together!"

I shrugged. "I don't know..."

"There's free candy!" Soos jumped in.

At that point, I finally returned Mabel's excited grin. We ran toward the shopping carts, and Mabel jumped inside, striking a pose. I pushed her around the store.

"TO THE COSTUME AISLE!" We yelled.

Meanwhile, Soos pressed cackling skulls, and Stan looked for barrels of fake blood.

Mabel jumped out of the cart and searched the aisle. "Dipper, this is gonna be so awesome!" She suddenly gasped and turned to me with wide, excited eyes. "Should we have matching costumes?!"

I laughed. "As long as it's not something ridiculous."

"Hmm... salt and pepper?"

"No."

"Cheese and crackers?"

"No."

"Fish and Chips!" She exclaimed.

"Did you forget to eat breakfast?" I finally asked.

Mabel laughed. "Yeah. How about... peanut butter and jelly?!" She asked, holding up the costumes.

I shrugged. If I didn't agree now, she'd only come up with more food-related costumes. "Yeah, alright."

"Now, to the Jack o' Melons!" Mabel struck a pose.

"Jack o' Lanterns."

"Nope!"

"You have melons instead of pumpkins?"

"Yes! Now, push me Dipper!" She said as she climbed back into the cart.

I did as told, and pushed her toward the Jack o' Melons... a little too fast.

"Breaks! Breaks!" Mabel yelled.

But, it was too late. We crashed and knocked over the entire stack of melons, and laughed like crazy.

"Have the police come and eject the Pines family and friends from the store." Said a store worker, on a walkie talkie.

"NOT TODAY!" Stan yelled, and he tossed a smoke bomb.

"AAAH! MY EYES!"

As we ran out, I continued to push Mabel in the cart. "You paid for this stuff, right?" Mabel asked.

"Of course!" He paused. "In Stan bucks!"

I rolled my eyes as we got into the car. The car slammed into an inflatable Jack o' melon, and the said balloon popped and deflated. "Let's move!" Stan yelled, as we drove away.


"I'm so excited!" Said Mabel.

I smiled. "We're gonna have the best costumes, get the most candy..."

"And have the biggest stomach aches ever!"

"Yeah!"

Mabel laughed, "Yeah!"

"Well, you dudes better be careful out there. It's a night of ghouls and goblins. Not to mention..." Soos, dressed in a superhero costume, turned off the lights and shinned a flashlight in his face. "The Summerween Trickster!"

"The wha?" I asked.

"You mean, you didn't know?" Said Mabel. "It's one of these town legends."

"The Trickster goes door to door, so the legend goes," said Soos. "eating children who lack the Summerween spirit."

"Well, you don't have to worry about us." I said, as I ate a piece of candy. "We've got spirit to go around." I suddenly went into a coughing fit, as the lights were turned back on. "Ugh! What is this stuff? I've never even heard of these brands. Sand Pop? Gummy Chairs? Mr. Adequate-Bar?"

"This is all cheap-o loser candy!" Said Mabel.

"Quiet your discontent, children. Lest the Trickster overhear."

"Your cape is caught in your fly, Soos." I said, walking away.

"Touché..."

"Goodbye, loser candy!" I said, as I threw the candy out the window.

DING-DONG!

"Trick-or-Treaters!" Stan yelled. "Quick! Give 'Em some of that terrible candy."

I opened the door, "Happy Summerw- AHH!" I spilled the bowl.

"'Sup, squirt." Said Robbie.

"Hey, Dipper." Wendy smiled.

"Oh, um, what's up guys?" I asked nervously.

"I left my jacket here. Again." Wendy said, grabbing the said object.

"What's with the candy? You go in' trick-of-treating or something?" Robbie asked.

"Well actually I, uh-"

"Shut up Robbie, that candy's for the other kids, and Mabel." Wendy paused and looked around. "Speaking of which, where's my little sis at?"

"Wendy!" Mabel ran in on cue and wrapped Wendy in a hug.

"Hey, Mabel! Listen, Tambry's parents are out of town, and she's throwing a party. It's gonna be OFF THE CHAIN."

Mabel laughed. "Wow, cool! When is it?"

Wendy cringed. "That's the thing... it's tonight."

"Whaaa?" Mabel tilted her head and gave a confused look.

"You don't mind if I go, do you? I mean, you're old enough to trick-or-treat without me walking you around."

"Uh, yeah..." Mabel said after a long pause. "Of course! You go have fun." She gave a thumbs up and a half smile. "I'll... see you." She said as she dejectedly walked away.

I watched her sad walk and began to follow her.

"Hey, Dipper, you wanna come to the party?"

I froze. "Me?"

Wendy smiled. "Yeah, it'll be fun! I'd invite Mabel too, but, she kinda has her heart set on trick-or-treating."

I laughed. "Yeah." I'm invited to a teenager party! I'm going to fit in! "Maybe I'll see you at the party!"

"If you're not too busy playing dress up with your girlfriend..."

Wendy playfully punched Robbie before returning her attention to me. "It's at 9! Don't forget!"

They got into their car and drove off.

"Aw... they're gone?"

I turned around to see Mabel. Oh, right...

"First she leaves me for Robbie on Halloween, and then she doesn't even bother to say goodbye?"

I paused. This was going to be hard. "Um, Mabel..."

"I mean, she KNOWS how important Summerween is to me. And she just, ups and leaves. She dumped me into the Bottomless Pitt, and left me there." She sighed and grabbed my arm. I tensed. "Dipper, I don't know what I'd do if YOU weren't here to trick-or-treat with me. I'd probably curl up into my sweater and die of loneliness and sorrow, crying, 'WHY?! WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ME?!'"

Mabel dramatically stared off into the distance with teary eyes. My eyes widened as a single tear actually did fall from her left eye.

"But, that's not going to happen. So, thank you!" And with that, she pulled me into a hug and left, skipping away happily.

"...Uh oh."


Mabel


"Grunkle Stan, these are my other best friends, Candy and Grenda." I said, introducing the girls.

"I am so sweet, I could eat myself!" Said Candy, dressed like a piece of candy.

"Hello, Mr. Pines!" Said Grenda, dressed like a witch.

"You got a cold, honey?" Stan asked. "Somethin' wrong with your voice there?"

"What do you mean? Why would you say that?"

Stan shrugged, waved his cape and walked away.

"Is Waddles coming with us?" Candy asked.

I gave a wry smile. "I wish he could, but he has some very important meetings to attend!"

Waddles soon walked in, with a business outfit on.

I held up my pig in front of my friends. "File these documents under 'I', for 'I have a curly tail'!"

We all laughed.

"What about Dipper?" Grenda asked.

"Oh man guys, just wait until you see Dipper's costume!" I said. "It's amazing! Here he comes now!"

Dipper walked down the stairs... dressed normally.

"That is a very good Dipper costume." Candy nodded in approval.

I walked toward him with a confused look. "What the hey-hey Dippin' Sauce, where's your costume?"

"Look, I can't go trick-or-treating I'm uh... really sick." He coughed. "Must have been that bad candy." He fell to the floor. "Go on without me!"

"Fight through it, man! Where's your Summerween spirit?" I asked.

Someone knocked on the door, and Dipper answered.

"Trick-or-treat." Said a voice.

"Dude, really? You're a little old for this, man." Dipper said, shutting the door in his face.

"But wait, I-" The stranger was cut off.

"Why'd you close the door?" I asked.

"I told you, Mabel, I'm just not feeling it tonight." Dipper coughed.

"I think a little trick-or-treating will make you feel better."

"I'm not trick-or-treating!"

There was another knock at the door.

"Look man, just go to another house!" Dipper yelled, opening and slamming the door again.

"Dipper!" I scolded. "Where's your Summerween hospitality?!"

Someone knocked on the door again.

"I'm not getting that..." Dipper said.

"Well I am!" I opened the door. "I apologize for my friend, he came down with a case of the grumpy-grumps."

"SILENCE!" Said the stranger. "You have insulted me! For this you must pay... with your LIVES." He grew in size, towering over me.

"Aww, what a cute little mask!" I said, staring at his smiley face mask. "You're a funny guy, aren't you?"

The stranger entered the shack. "Funny, am I?"

"Twik-owr-tweet! My name is Gourney." Said a kid as he entered.

The stranger grabbed Gourney, and ate him.

"Remember meeee!"

We all screamed.

"Gourney!" Grenda yelled.

"There's only one way for you to avoid his fate." Said the trickster. "I need candy. If you can collect 500 pieces of candy, and bring it to me before the last Jack-o-melon goes out..." The monster blew out a Jack-o-melon. "I will let you live."

"500 pieces in one night?" Dipper asked. "That's impossible!"

"The choice is your, children. You must trick-or-treat... OR DIE." He laughed evilly, before crawling across the Shack's roof and disappearing.

"Oh my gosh Mabel, do you realize what this means?"

"I do... it means you have to come trick-or-treating! YAY!" I shook Dipper with excitement.

"Mabel!" Dipper complained as he pushed me away.

"Who was that guy?" Candy asked.

"It's the Summerween Trickster from the ledgend! It's true!" I exclaimed.

Grenda began shaking Dipper. "What do we do?! What do we DO?!"

"What's goon' on out here, dude?" Soos asked. "I heard a ruckus." He laughed. "That's a funny word. Ruckus."

"Soos," Said Dipper. "A monster is making us trick-or-treat or else he's gonna eat us!"

"I got a picture!" Said Candy, as she showed Soos her phone.

Soos gasped. "The Summerween Trickster! Oh man, dude, you guys are in crazy bonkers trouble."

"How are we gonna get that much candy in one night?" Dipper asked. "There's no way!"

I clapped my hands. "Listen up, people. Now some might say that being cursed by a bloodthirsty holiday monster is a bad thing."

"I wet myself." Said Grenda.

"But that monster messed with the wrong crew. With Candy's spirit, Grenda's strength, Dipper's brains, and... Soos here, we'll get 500 pieces of candy, and have fun doing it too. Even if it takes all night!"

All of us but Dipper cheered.

"To the streets!" I said.

"All night?" Dipper asked. "But I'm sick, remember?"

"Dipper, what's worse: getting eaten by a horrifying monster, or coming trick-or-treating with us?" I gestured to myself and everyone else.

"Well..."

I didn't even give him the chance to finish. "Come on!" I said, dragging Dipper by his arms.

He sighed. "I don't understand why we can't just buy our candy and be done with it."

"That sorta takes the fun out of trick-or-treat-or-die."

"I'm trying to take the DIE out of trick-or-treat-or-die."

We went up to Lazy Susan's house. She was dressed like a ball of yarn for her cats. "Trick-or-treat! We said.

"Is everyone in costume?" She asked. She looked to Grenda. "Chimney sweep," To Soos, "Elephant Man," to Candy, "squeegee," to me, "Ant Farm!" And finally to Dipper. "Oh, and what are you supposed to be?"

"Uh, actually, I'm not dressed up as anything." Dipper said. "We're, we're kinda in a hurry, here."

"Oh. I see..." The disapproval was as plain on her face as her insane and creepy love for cats. She gave us each one piece of candy, before slamming her door. "Enjoy!"

"One piece of black licorice?" Grenda held up her candy.

"Circus peanut!" Candy glared at the piece. "This is loser candy."

"Four pieces of candy?!" Dipper exclaimed. "This is gonna take forever!"

"We've gotta up our game, Dipper. You gotta put on your costume!" I said.

"I told you I'm not up to it, Mabel." He coughed.

"Oh, really?" The voice of the Summerween Trickster was heard, as he climbed next to Soos, and stared at a piece of his candy. "I've seen better." He grabbed a Jack-o-melon and blew out the candle. "Tick. Tock." And then he disappeared behind a house.

"So... what's as that about being too sick to wear a costume?" I asked Dipper.

Dipper sighed and he kicked a rock. I recognized this as I sign of defeat, as I got his costume.


"Are you done yet?!" I called.

"I'm coming!" Dipper groaned.

I smiled. "Introducing, for the first time in public, TADA!"

Dipper walked out with his costume, peanut butter. Mine was jelly. Together we were...

"Peanut Butter and Jelly!"

Soos, Candy and Grenda all said, "Awwwww!" Simultaneously.

"I will make you internet famous!" Candy said, taking a picture.

"Hey! Erase that!" Said Dipper. "Let's just get this over with, okay?"

"Over with!" Our group chanted. "Over with!"

As Dipper rang doorbell, he asked, "Do you really think this will make a difference?"

A biker opened the door, grunting. Dipper and I did a little dance. At the end, the biker geared up, dumped his entire bowl into our bag. We smiled and ran off, to collect more candy.

"Told ya so!" I giggled.


"... 498, 499. We did it!" I exclaimed, as our group cheered. "All we need is one more piece of candy."

"And it's only 8:30. Perfect timing!"

I hugged Dipper. "And your cough went away, too!"

"Dude, I'm gonna go around and get the truck. Soos. Away!" Soos ran off.

"Last one to the last house is a pair of wax lips!" I. Said, Candy and I running off, giggling.

"Not me!" Grenda yelled. "Nooo!" As she followed us.

"Oh!" I pasued, halfway through the street. "You guys go ahead, I need to thank Dipper for coming, even though he wasn't feeling well."

"Awwwww!" Candy and Grenda giggled.

"Haha, yeah..." I smiled, and ran back to him. Trick-or-treating with Dipper was so much fun! He kinda made me forget that I missed Wendy. Well, the trick-or-treating monster kind my mind occupied from Wendy most of the time, but, it was partly him! "Hey, Dip-" I skidded to a stop at the sight of Robbie's car.

"Hey, Dipper!" I heard Wendy's voice.

"Oh hey, Wendy. What's up?" I looked to see Dipper had taken a costume off. Whaaat?

"Are you coming to the party?" Wendy asked. The party?

"What are you doing out here?" Robbie asked.

"Oh, um..." Dipper laughed nervously. "I'm on my way. I like watching the trick-or-treaters. Reminds me of when I was a kid." Was? You're 12!

"Okay, then. You're coming, right?" Wendy asked.

"Definitely, definitely." ...what?

"Cool. See you there." The van speed off.

"Later, guys!" Dipper waved.

I felt so betrayed. I finally put it all together. I don't know which was worse: the fact he ways lying to me about being sick, or the fact that he wanted to go somewhere else with my sister. I fought back the tears, and tried to act more angry then sad. But, I couldn't.

"You're going to a party?" I finally asked, my voice nearly breaking.

Dipper's eyes widened at the sight of me. He tried to explain. "Well, hey, I-"

As Grenda and Candy returned I snatched the last piece of candy from their hands and threw it at Dipper, cutting him off. "That's why you were acting so weird and trying to hurry us! You're not sick at all! So if it wasn't for this crazy monster, you were gonna ditch me! On my favorite holiday!" I blinked back the tears and gave him my best angry face.

I ignored Candy and Grenda saying, "Oooooh!" and continued to glare at Dipper.

When I couldn't look at him any longer without a tear falling, I instead looked down. At this moment I realized not only was his costume missing, but so was the wheelbarrow of treats. "And where's all the candy?"

"Relax, relax. I left it right here. Behind this bush." As he pushed the bush aside and look down, he whispered, "Oh no." The wheelbarrow had fallen into a creek gorge and nearly all of the candy had already floated downstream.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" I screamed.

"Well, I-I..." Dipper stuttered, unable to come up with a good excuse.

"Uh, guys?" Grenda suddenly spoke, fear in her tone.

We turned around and I gasped. "Oh no! All the Jack-o-melons are out!"

"Look!" Dipper pointed down the road, where a single Jack-o-melon was still lit.

Old Man McGucket held it in his hands, laughing like the madman he was. "Good night!" He inhaled, prepared to blow it out.

"Stop!" I yelled.

"What?"

"No no no! Don't don't don't!" We all yelled.

"Eh? What's happening?"

"Just don't blow out that candle!" Dipper said.

McGucket held a horn to his ear. "What?"

"DON'T blow out that candle!" Dipper yelled.

"...I'm Old Man McGucket!" He said, inhaling again.

"Wait!"

Finally, Grenda rammed into him, and grabbed the melon. "Sorry!" She said.

He made weird grunting noises and climbed over a pile of cars, leaving.

"Phew, that was close." Said Dipper.

We all sighed in relief, only for the candle to go out.

"Uh-oh." I said.

We turned around to see the trickster walk into the light.

"Knock. Knock." Grenda dropped the melon in fear, as the trickster spoke. "So children. Where's my candy?"

"I swear, we had all 500 pieces." Said Dipper. "Look, it's still down there somewhere. We can still get it."

"I'm afraid it's too late!" The trickster seemed to grow in size. "That was your last chance!"

Dipper threw a piece of candy at the monster, who laughed evilly and... absorbed it!

"Go go go!" Dipper yelled, as we ran.

The trickster followed us. Candy screamed as it picked her up, and I tripped and was grabbed too.

I screamed. "Dipper!"

"Mabel!" He yelled back, but soon the monster held him too.

It felt hopeless. Like it was the end. My life would end because... Dipper wanted to be with my sister instead of me. But suddenly, a truck went into the road and crashed into the monster, which exploded.

"We're alive!" Said Grenda, after we crashed to the ground.

I then saw that it was Soos' truck, and he skidded to a halt.

"Soos!" Dipper and I exclaimed.

"That wasn't like, a regular pedestrian, was it?" Soos asked.

"It was the monster!" I exclaimed.

"Thanks Soos." Said Dipper. "Phew. I'm just glad it's over, right?"

I glared at Dipper, and walked away without a word.

We all got into the car, as Soos asked, "Did everyone remember to put in their seatbelts?"

Everyone else said, 'Yes!' but I was still too upset to speak. I rubbed my sore elbow, that had been scratched when we fell from the monster's clutches.

"Hey, are you okay?" Dipper asked.

I ignored him, and turned farther away.

"There's probably some bandages back at the Shack."

I didn't want to look at him, I didn't want him to see my cry. Instead, I looked outside. I saw pieces of the monster zoom by. Wait, they're ACTUALLY MOVING! "Uh, guys?"

The monster finished regrowing and jumped onto the back of the truck. We screamed, the truck swerved, and the trickster fell off and hit a telephone pole.

Dipper pulled on Soos' cape. "Breaks! Breaks! Breaks!"

The warning was not heeded, and the truck crashed into the Summerween Superstore.

"We have to hide!" Dipper said, and we all run off.

The trickster tore off one of the truck's doors, searching for us.

"It's blocking the only exit!" Dipper said.

Dipper and I hid on one side of an aisle, across from Grenda and Candy.

"Everyone, stay quiet!"

"Oh, so now you're worried about the monster." I said. "I thought all you cared about was Wendy!"

"Mabel, you know that's not true." He sighed. "I just felt like I was getting a little too old to go trick-or-treating!"

I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. "That's exactly why we NEED to go trick-or-treating, Dipper! We're getting older, and there's not many Halloweens left. I just wanted to spend one of them with you." I whispered, and a tear finally fell.

The trickster roared.

"We have to escape." Said Candy.

"What if it sees us?" Grenda asked.

"If only there was something we could use to cover our bodies and faces with." Soos said. "You know, like a disguise of some kind."

"You mean, like those?" Grenda pointed to the costumes all around us.

We all quickly got into costumes, and we soon made it near the door without the tricker spotting us.

"This way! Almost there!" Dipper turned around. "Soos!"

He was about to press of the cackling heads.

"Stop!"

I gasped. "Soos, don't you dare!"

"Sorry dude," said Soos. "Today's been way took stressful. I need some levity." He pressed the skull, but nothing happened.

"Oh thank goodness. It was out of batteries." I then saw Soos struggling to open a package of batteries. "Soos, no!"

He placed then it and tapped the head, which said, "Don't mention the score, I'm always a-head!" It cackled.

Soos laughed. "This cackling head's the voice of a generation!"

The trickster came up behind him and ate him. Just like that.

"Hey monster!" Dipper yelled.

We all screamed and pulled out toy weapons. We attacked the creature.

Grenda chopped off one of the monster's arms. "Salt water taffy? Gross!"

Dipper hacked at a leg, and a piece flew to his tongue. "What are you-? Wait, it is."

"You really haven't figured it out yet?" The trickster picked Dipper and I up in one hand and Candy and Grenda in the other. "Don't you recognize me? Look at my face! Look closely." He pulled his mask off, and we screamed.

"Loser candy!" I yelled.

"That's right!" He said. "Did you ever stop and think about the candy at the bottom of the bag that no one likes!? Every year the children of Gravity Falls throw all of the 'REJECTED' candy into the dump. So I seek revenge; revenge on the picky children who cast me aside. I'm made of every tossed piece of black licorice, every discarded bar of old chocolate with like that white, powder stuff on it. You know that stuff?!"

"I hate that stuff!"

"No one would eat me. But now, I'm going to eat you..."

Suddenly, Soos ripped through the Tricker's chest, screaming. " 'Sup?" Soos asked.

The trickster fell to the ground, yelling and barfing pieces of candy.

"Dudes, you want some of this?" Soos asked, holding up a piece of the trickster that he was eating.

We all shook our heads.

"Wait, you actually think I taste... good?" The trickster asked.

"Um yeah. You know..."

"All I've ever wanted, was for someone to say I was... good." He began to cry candy corn. "I'm so happy!"

"The crying makes it a little weird, but, I guess I'm still eating."

Suddenly, Gourney burst through the trickster's chest.

"'Sup, Gourney?"

"I've been twaumatized!"


After Soos finished the Trickster, we all returned to the shack.

"Dipper?" Wendy asked. "I didn't see you at the party, where were you?"

"I..." Dipper paused. "I was trick-or-treating..." He pulled me into a side-hug. "with Mabel."

I smiled proudly, and I felt my heart give an excited leap as he pulled me close. "Yeah!"

Wendy smiled back. "Cool. Nice to know you had fun, Mabel." She shrugged. "The party was lame anyway. Robbie ate a lollipop stick first, and had to go home sick."

Dipper fought back a laugh.

I sighed. "I can't believe that after all that, we didn't even get any candy!"

"Candy? How's this for candy?" Stan held up two large bags full of candy.

"Yes!" I cheered and grabbed some for myself, while everyone else did the same.

As I sat down in front of the television, I felt a tickle on my elbow. I turned to see Dipper kindly bandaging it. "Thanks."

He looked down at the floor, sadly. "I'm sorry... about everything."

I shrugged. "It's okay, Dippin' Sauce. You came through in the end."

And with that, we each shared grateful smiles and a hug.

"You know what? In the end, Summerween isn't about scaring or candy. It's a time for the whole family to get together and celebrate what matters most." Stan paused. "PURE EVIL!"

Everyone laughed maniacally.

"I ate a man alive tonight." Soos said, and everyone stared.


AN: So, I hope this chapter, with it's minor changes, was okay. Hopefully the next chapter next week... hopefully. Thanks so much for reading!