Dipper shuffled into the den, a frown on his face. He plopped into the yellow arm chair and curled up into a ball. Tears threatened to spill, but he cringed and held them in.

Maybe that was why Wendy chose Robbie over Dipper.

It's because I'm a wimp, he thought in self-loathing.

Mabel stomped into the room, the door of the gift shop swinging into the wall loudly. Dipper looked up to see her storm over to the table and sit down with her head in her hands.

Dipper put his problem aside to go comfort Mabel.

"What happened, Mabel?" He said softly, while trying to sniffle discreetly so he could seem calm.

"Tony broke up with me," she said simply, her breath hitching as she put her hands over her eyes.

Dipper was shocked. Tony was one of the only guys Dipper actually approved of and liked.

"What?! Why?"

Mabel sighed and uncovered her face. "He said it was because he liked a different girl, and that I was too weird for him."

"Who was the other girl?"

"I dunno, probably some girl who's pretty and normal."

Dipper tried to contain his anger so that he could calm her down. He would deal with Tony later. Boy, did Tony have it coming.

"It's alright, Mabel. He looked past how cool and awesome you really are. It's his loss."

Mabel gave him a small smile. "Thanks. He's a jerk anyway..." Mabel looked into his eyes after wiping tears from her own,"so how come you're upset?"

Dipper looked away and rubbed his eyes to get them to look normal. "What? No, I'm not upset. Why would I be upset?"

Mabel gently removed his hands from his face, revealing his watery red eyes.

"You suck at lying, Dip. I can tell you were crying. You don't usually cry easily, so what happened?"

He exhaled slowly, the memories of earlier coming back and making more tears sting his eyes.

"Today I told Wendy that I liked her..."

Mabel knew this story wouldn't end well.

"And Robbie was with her and he was like, 'C'mon babe, you could have me over that loser any time. He's only 15, anyway.' Wendy didn't say anything to me, but she walked away holding his hand, and I heard her say, 'thanks, I'm glad you're with me.' I bet she hates me now..."

Mabel patted his back. "Don't worry, I've been dating for three years, Dip, and it's not worth it."

"I guess," he said, looking down.

"Hey, you wanna go upstairs?" She asked, taking his hand.

"Uh, yeah," he answered, trying to collect himself again.

They walked up the stairs slowly, never letting go of each other's hand. It didn't even feel weird at all. It just felt... ok... to be there for each other.

Dipper opened the door to the attic and led her inside. They sat down on his bed, cross-legged as they looked into each other's eyes.

"I'm so glad you're here for me. I don't know what I'd do without you," Mabel said, her voice unsteady as her eyes watered.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, either," Dipper replied softly. He cupped her face in his hands and gave her a light kiss on the mouth.

Mabel didn't even seem surprised or weirded out. She just...didn't care anymore. Not about Tony, dating, the world, or even the fact that Dipper just kissed her.

She leaned in and returned a kiss on his lips before laying down in his lap. They both fell asleep next to each other in his bed, with Mabel across Dipper's legs and Dipper's hand stroking her chocolate hair. They huddled together and drifted away from the cruel world, even if it was only for a short while, and even if was just them.

Just us, Mabel thought, just us...