That morning, I went to the kitchen, but Mable was already there, "Oh... um, awkward sibling hug?" She asked. "Awkward sibling hug." And we hugged, but we keep hugging, even after the 'pat pat' we just keep hugging, and hugging. "Are you guys ok?" asked our Gurukul Ford.
"Ahhhhh!" We both said at the same time. "Ford, where have you been?"
I said.
"I was in my lab, making sure no Bill Cipher won-a-be can git into Gravity Falls."
'Ok,' I thought 'that's good, no more demons to fight over the summer'
"I, uh, have to go to our room," I said, " Yeah, I'm guna go to the porch," she said.
She sat there chewing on her hair.
"Hey, hows that hair tasting?" Wendy asked, "Not so good." "What's wrong?" "Wendy, have you ever liked a boy you shouldn't?" "That depends, why shouldn't you like him?" "Society," Mable said sadly.
"What's his name?" "Promis not to judge?" "Promis." "It's, Dipper." "Good, I thought it would be like a convict, or worse, but Dipper is a good guy, I don't see what the problem is." "But he's my brother." "So, you love him right, as more than a brother." "Yes."
"Then go for it." "You know what, I Will!"
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I just stud there, outside our room, lost in thought, until, "Hey, dude."
"Hay Soos." How's it going," he asked.
"Not good." "What's Wrong?" "I think I'm in love. With my sister." "Well, if you love Mable then, you should go for it."
"You're right, I will!"