Hey, I'm back to finish The Pines Meeting. Now a lot has happened since I took a break from this story, such as how I've written a few new stories and redid another one. But anyway, I'm back to Pines Meeting, and like I just said, I'm here to finish it for all of you viewers, especially retro mania, the one who requested this story in the first place. So enjoy.

Gravity Falls: The Pines Meeting

Chapter 8

Saturday night, December 15th, 2012

Dipper's room…

"YOU MADE OUT WITH WENDY?!"

Immediately after Sheryl spilled the beans about what happened between Dipper and Wendy at the Christmas party fourteen years ago everyone was shocked. Dipper, (who felt both embarrassed and shocked), ran right upstairs into his room. Before he could close the door, however, Mabel came charging straight in as she did when she came into the kitchen earlier and started shouting like a maniac.

Of course, knowing his sister, Dipper knew he could never create a cover-up story to get her to leave him alone; nor could he avoid explaining to her what happened. So Dipper decided to start at the point before the party when he and Wendy almost kissed, (which Mabel couldn't help but squeal after hearing this). Following this Dipper told her all about how he and Wendy ended up drinking spiked eggnog, losing control of themselves and ended up having a make-out session in the closest which was stopped by Blendin.

By the end of his explanation, Mabel's massive grin grew to the point where it looked like her face was gonna explode.

"Oh…My…GOD!" Mabel gasped. "This is happening. THIS IS HAPPENING! YOU AND WENDY ARE-mmph."

Right then Dipper covered up his sisters' mouth to stop her from screaming, thus keeping more unnecessary visitors from coming into his room.

"Keep. Your. Voice. Down. Now!" Dipper whispered to his sister sternly. "Understood?"

When she nodded her head in confirmation, Dipper let go of his sister, allowing her to breathe again.

As soon as her lungs were once again filled with air, Mabel began asking questions again, (in a quiet voice this time). "How did it happen? Have you and Wendy talked about it? Have you guys made any commitments to each other yet? Wait, why didn't you tell me? Why did I have to hear it from mom years from when it happened?"

"Sigh…" rubbing the back of his neck nervously, Dipper began answering all of his sister's questions. "First off, like mom already said just two minutes ago, someone spiked the eggnog we drank without our knowing. This caused us to make out. Secondly, no Wendy and I haven't talked to each other about it. Heck, we haven't spoken since it happened. So thirdly, no we haven't made any commitments. Things are feeling a bit awkward between us right now."

"But why didn't you tell me?" Mabel again asked.

Rubbing his neck harder than before, Dipper reluctantly answered his sister. "I didn't tell you because I hadn't fully straightened it out in my mind yet. Also, I knew that as soon as I told you you'd be constantly attempting to push me Wendy into one of those fairytale-like relationships you're always fantasizing about; just like how you've been doing throughout our whole lives."

Mabel felt hurt by this. The fact that her twin brother, her best, most trusted friend couldn't trust her with such an important secret as this struck a blow to her heart.

"Hey! I'm not like that!" she protested.

"Yes you are," Dipper spat back.

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes. You. ARE!"

"No. I'm. NOT!"

"Prove it then," demanded Dipper. "Agree not to get involved in this for the rest of the holiday break unless I, or Wendy, ask you to for help. If you can do this, then I'll take back what I just said."

Reluctantly, Mabel agreed to this. "Fine!"

"Good!" Dipper said back.

Pines Family Guestroom (aka Wendy's temporary room)…

Dipper wasn't the only one who bailed out of the kitchen as soon as the truth had been revealed. Like Dipper, Wendy, (who felt both embarrassed and shocked), made a mad dashed towards her room. Once the bedroom door was locked, Wendy took out her laptop, contacted one of her closest friends, Tambry, via skype and told the text addict everything that had transpired during the time-travelling adventure.

When she finished her retelling of the whole adventure, the redhead saw that her friend was completely and utterly speechless.

"Wow," Tambry eventually said. "You really, like really got yourself into a fucked-up situation,"

"Yeah no kidding," Wendy replied annoyedly. "Got any solutions?"

To Wendy's surprise, Tambry put her phone down, (which she rarely did), and looked directly at her friend with a serious look on her face as she spoke again. "Wendy seriously, for the love of god, hook up with Dipper already. Or at least just sleep with him and get it out there."

Her friend's idea didn't sit well for the lumberjack girl. "Wha…Tambry?!" Was all she could say in response.

"Oh c'mon from what you just told me it sounded like you two were on the verge of doing it anyway," Tambry countered.

"No. No. NO!" Wendy said in refusal of her friend's advice.

"Just think about it," Tambry suggested. "Or better yet don't think just act. That's what Robbie and I did when we started having sex," she added.

"Okay first off: I told you to keep your sex life to yourself, (especially when it involves my ex's). Secondly, DIPPER'S ONLY THIRTEEN YEARS OLD!"

"You almost slept with him anyway," Tambry countered.

"Uh recap, WE WERE DRUNK! Besides I don't think we were going to reach that stage whether or not Blandin stepped in," Wendy argued.

"Whatever. It's your call. Just when you come home, don't go bitching because you ruined your vacation by not doing anything about your obvious crush on Dipper okay," Tambry articulated.

"Only if you agree to stop talking about your sex life with Robbie," Wendy demanded.

"Deal."

Later on, Mabel's room…

It was nighttime, and at the moment all the occupants of the Pines house were curled up in their beds either sleeping or about to sleep. The latter of which was going on with Mabel, who wore her classic purple, floppy disk, nighttime sweater. She was all snuggled up in bed beside her favourite pig, (and only pig for that matter), Waddles. As they lay in bed, Mabel had a little chat with her pig.

"Mark my words Waddles we're going to get those two to hook up before the end of the year or my name isn't Mabel Sheryl Pines."

Yep, despite promising not to get involved, Mabel still planned to hook her brother up with Wendy. She felt a little bad, but from what she learned from her Grunkle Stan during the previous summer, it was okay to lie sometimes. Especially when it was for the greater good. And to her bringing a lifetime of love and happiness to two people was the greater good.

Waddles, being the simple pig that he was just oinked then fell asleep curled up in bed next to his owner.

"That's right Waddles. Sleep well," Mabel said, patting her sleeping pet. "We got some matchmaking to do the next few days."

Monday, December 17th, 2012

It was a bit awkward at first between Dipper and Wendy. Okay, things are still pretty awkward between them. Though after some time thinking about what they'd been told during their separate talks with Mabel and Tambry, the two decided to at least try to hang out again and enjoy themselves. Besides this was supposed to be a time of the year when family and friends were closest to each other. So while the Pines parents were out Christmas shopping, the two teens curled up on the living room couch with some hot chocolate, found a horrible Christmas movie on television, and started mocking it while watching it. All the while Mabel secretly, (at least that's what she thought), watched them from behind a chair next to the couch they were on. It made the young teen so happy to see her brother bonding with the redhead. Despite what had happened to them last week, the two were doing pretty well at fixing things up. Now all Mabel had to do was keep pushing them closer and closer to each other till, BAM, Wendy Corduroy was Wendy Pines.

"Oh man it's as if the writers for this movie spent like three whole minutes developing the plot," Dipper said before laughing. The movie they were watching was bad. So bad it was laughable.

"Ha, ha, ha. I know right?" Wendy agreed. "And that's not the worst part. I mean seriously Thompson does better acting than all the actors in this shitty movie," Wendy mocked. "And he failed drama last semester."

"Ah-ha, ha, ha! Are you serious?" Dipper asked astonished.

"Serious. It's a long story that involves a very stern, former actor who teaches drama at the school," Wendy briefly explained.

"You'll have to tell me about it sometime," Dipper said.

Wendy was about to respond when suddenly the front door opened and Sheryl came in with massive bags full of stuff, shouting, "WE'RE HOME!"

Sherman soon followed in with an equal amount of bags as full as the ones her wife carried.

"Wow not to be nosy Mr. and Mrs. Pines but you certainly bought a lot of stuff," Wendy commented. "Even more than you'd expect during Christmas."

"Oh no worries Wendy," Sheryl said in a positive-sounding voice. "I admit I tend to go a little overboard during the holidays. Especially when preparing for our yearly Christmas party."

"Yearly what?" Wendy asked.

"Damn!" Dipper hissed. "Sorry Wendy, I forgot to tell you about how our parents throw this big Christmas party every year on the twenty-third of December."

Popping out from her hiding spot behind the chair, Mabel began to gleefully explain, "There's cookies, eggnog, a Secret Santa gift exchange, carols, a most wonderful Christmas themed sweaters contest, and all sort of wonderful decorations."

Leaning towards Wendy, Dipper whispered, "She means ugly sweater contest. She refuses to call any sort of sweater ugly."

"Gotcha," Wendy whispered back.

"Plus we always invite as many of our friends and family as possible," Sheryl added in. "This year my all four of the twins' grandparents are coming, as well as both Uncle's Stan and Ford."

"That sounds pretty cool," Wendy commented.

"Glad you think so Wendy as you are also invited given how you're living here for the month," Sheryl added.

"Cool," replied Wendy.

"Also," Sherman spoke up, "We were hoping you could help us with setting up for the party. It takes a lot of effort and an extra hand would nice."

"Sure, I don't mind," Wendy answered. "I mean you are letting me stay here for free. It's only fair that I help out with chores. Also, I have a lot of experience with this sort of thing from setting up parties at the Mystery Shack."

"Great. Well, I better get cracking on party preparations," Sheryl said before going off to the kitchen.

"I better go help her," Sherman said, following his wife to the kitchen.

"Yeah and I have to get back to doing, 'previous' stuff," Mabel said before going back to her hiding spot behind the living room chair; which everyone saw do.

However, as annoyed as Dipper was with his sister's obvious spying of him and Wendy, he decided to just ignore it. Instead, focusing on hanging out with his best friend. Speaking of hanging out, "So… you wanna hang out at the party or whatever?" Dipper asked nervously. "I mean… uh… as friends that is."

"Yeah, sure whatever. Sounds like fun," Wendy answered.

"Besides, I can guarantee you that there will be no alcohol at this party. Which means no repeat of what happened at our last Christmas party right? Ha, ha," Dipper commented while laughing awkwardly. That last part, Wendy found a bit uncomfortable as it brought back obviously awkward memories.

"Yeah… great. Ha, ha, ha," laughed Wendy awkwardly.

Seeing how uncomfortable Wendy was getting, Dipper started rubbing the back of his neck nervously before speaking up again, "Hey you... you wanna go back to watching the movie," he suggested.

"Sure," responded Wendy, who was eager to end this awkward conversation.

They then turned their attention back to the horrible Christmas movie they'd previously been watching. Continuing to mock it while watching. As they did this, their not-so-secret watcher couldn't help feeling both annoyed and disappointed by the conversation she'd just witnessed between the two teens.

"Damn it Dipper you're ruining it," she said to herself as she continued to watch her brother and Wendy from her hiding spot. "Guess it's up to Dr. Matchmaker to fix everything up."

Well, I hope you all enjoyed this latest chapter of The Pines Meeting.

F.Y.I. I originally planned to post this chapter in December but decided instead to give you all a refresher to the story and warm you up for the next few chapters. Please feel free to favourite, follow, and review this fanfic. Also in the reviews, if you're interested, please feel free to add in the name of a horrible Christmas movie that Dipper and Wendy could've been watching.