Journal chapter 7

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Word-3 thinking

"Word"-3 talking to Dipper

Warning for 3's temper and language. Slight canon divergences.

A/N: So far, girl is in the lead, the poll is on my profile page.

Double Dipper

It was another day at the Mystery Shack with everyone preparing for a party that night. 3 was watching Dipper, Mabel, and Wendy play with silly string and 3 couldn't help but to feel jealous of the girls. Not because they can interact with Dipper, no because they can do…stuff and everything.

Stan finally got fed up and took away the silly string. "Alright, alright! Party supplies are now off-limits."

"Mr. Pines, whose birthday is it again?"

"Nobody's. I thought this party might be a good way to get kids to spend money at the Shack."

"That's a good idea, when you're not getting chased by monsters, you literally dying of boredom in this town." 3 whispered to Dipper which caused him to chuckle, drawing strange looks from the girls.

"Nice!"

"The young people of this town want fun; I'll smother them with fun!"

"Maybe comments like that are why kids don't go to the Mystery Shack."

"Agreed."

"Hey, hey! How's about you make yourself useful and copy these flyers?"

"Oh boy, a trip to the copier store!" Mabel cheered.

"Calendars, mugs, t-shirts and more! They got it all at the copier store! That's not their slogan, I just really feel that way about the copier store".

"That's actually pretty good." 3 commented as Dipper nodded.

"Save the trouble. You know the old copier in my office? I finally fixed the old girl up! Good as new!"

Dipper, 3 and Mabel are in Stan's office. They pull the sheet off the old, busted up copier machine. Several moths fly around it.

"If this is fixed up, then I don't want to see how it looked before." 3 stated as Dipper nodded.

Mabel gasped and said, "Butterflies!"

"Does it even work?" He pressed a button, and then rests his arm on the machine. It turns on, and creates a copy of his arm.

"Success!"

I'm genuinely impressed.

They then noticed the paper shaking, and Mabel dropped it, "Whoa!"

The picture of Dipper's arm suddenly comes to life and started crawling towards them as 3, Dipper and Mabel screamed in terror.

"Stay back!" Dipper shout as he splashed the soda at the arm, disintegrating it, "Oh my gosh! Mabel, I think this copier can copy human beings!"

"Do you realize what this means?" Mabel says seriously for a second then ruins it by spraying silly sting on him.

Later, Stan was giving; Wendy, Soos, the twins, and 3 a pep talk

"Alright party people...and Dipper. Let's talk business. Soos, because you'll work for free, and you begged, I'm letting you be DJ."

"You won't regret it, Mr. Pines. I got this book to teach me how to DJ R-R-Right!" He held up a book.

"Not encouraging. Wendy, you and Mabel will work at the ticket stand."

"What? But Grunkle Stan, this party is my chance to make new friends!" Mabel whined.

Dipper seeing his chance volunteered, "I...I could work with Wendy."

"You realize that if you do, you gotta commit to stay in at the ticket stand with Wendy, no getting out of it, just the two of you, alone, all night." That's the idea.

"I promise."

That night, the twins prepared for the party, with 3 watching. Mabel suddenly comes behind Dipper and began teasing him

"Uh, uh, I could work the counter with you, Wendy! Let's kiss!" Why does she always use 'uh, uh' at the beginning?

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want, but I devised a plan to make sure my night with Wendy goes perfect."

"Plan? Oh, you're not making one of those overcomplicated list things, are you?"

"Over complicated? Let me just…" I hate to agree with her, but that list is huge. "Alright, fold that there, kay. Step 1: Getting to know each with playful banter. Banter is like talking but smarter."

"That sounds like a dumb idea for poopheads." No need to bag on his habits, Mabel.

"Yeah, see? This isn't banter. This is what I want to avoid with Wendy. The final step is to ask her to dance."

"If I follow steps 1 through 11, nothing can get in my way!" That's 11 steps!?

"Dipper, you're the one getting in your way. Why can't you just walk up and talk to her like a normal person?"

"Step 9, sister!" She then sighed and left, he turned to 3 and asked, "This isn't crazy right?"

"No, it's just a habit you have." 3 said consoling; a little annoyed he went through all the trouble just to ask Wendy to dance.

That night, Wendy, Dipper, and 3 were working at the ticket station. Dipper then decided to implement his list while 3 sighed, exasperated.

Dipper whispered to himself, "Step 1: Casual banter. SO HERE'S A CASUAL QUESTION! What's your favorite type of snack food?"

"That's so casual…" 3 muttered

"Did you here that?" Wendy and a few customers looked around, confused.

"Uhh…no?" Dipper said pushing 3 deeper into his vest pocket. "Your favorite food?"

Forgetting about 3, she exclaimed, "Oh man! I can't just pick one!"

"NO way! Mine too!"

"Wait, what?"

"Uhh...I mean...I mean..." He stuffs a bunch of popcorn in his mouth and looks for another topic. Wendy meanwhile looked at the party and says, "Whoa! Sounds like the party's getting nuts."

"There's nothing else to do here, anyway." 3 murmured as Wendy looked around.

"I gotta get in there!" Wendy said excited, she turned to Dipper, "Cover for me?" Back to your lazy ways again, slacker, 3 thought.

"Umm...well I, um-" She took that as a yes and went inside abandoning Dipper to the horde of people waiting to get tickets. He was about to run after Wendy put Stan stopped him, he was told he was on stand duty and left.

"If only I could be two places at once." He muttered overwhelmed. Then 3 remembered, "Dipper!" 3 whispered, "The copier!"

"What? Oh, great idea!" Dipper ran into Stan's office and stood in front of the copier and muttered, "I wonder if this is a good idea?"

"Well there'd only be 2 of you. It could be a lot worse, like 2 Mabel's."

In 3's mindscape

The world looked normal until it exploded in an atomic explosion of pink and purple glitter and sprinkles as thousands of Mabel's started laughing as they fell to the earth.

Real world

"Dipper, do me a favor and never let Mabel near this thing!" 3 shouted at the surprised Dipper.

Dipper then copied himself, the paper with the copy of him falls to the ground it ripples, and the Dipper clone comes to life.

"Whoa! ...I have a really big head."

"So, uh...sorry, you first. Stop copying me!" Dipper and the clone said at the same time and laughed.

The clone tries to slap his leg but hits his arm on the copy machine, "Ow, ow! Funny bone!"

Dipper notices the clone's hat was blank and wrote a 2 on it, "Number 2"

"Definitely not. You know a name I've always wanted?" The clone refused and asked the real clone

"Tyrone?" They said at the same time.

"I'm partial to Dipper." 3 commented, tired of being quiet.

"Who said that?" Tyrone asked looking around.

"Oh, that 3." He said, pulling 3 out to show Tyrone, "You do have that right?"

Tyrone checked his pockets and took out an off-colored 3 that stayed silent, even when 3 reached out to it.

"Guess it only works on bodies not consciousness." 3 said, disappointed.

"Okay, Tyrone. Let's get down to business. I'm thinking you cover me at the ticket stand, while I ask Wendy to dance."

"I know the plan, buddy." Tyrone said as he pulled out his own list. Dipper backed away slightly and asked.

"Hey, we're not gonna get jealous and turn on each other like the clones in the movies, are we?"

"Damn should've thought of that."

"Dipper, please. This is you you're talking about. Plus, hey! You can always just disintegrate with me with water."

"That was a surprisingly candid way of putting off your own existence."

Tyrone mans the ticket station while Dipper is inside. They give each other the thumbs up. Dipper then walks over to Wendy.

"Great news, Wendy! I got someone to cover the concessions for me!"

"That's awesome. You can hang out with me and Robbie. Robbie you remember Dipper from the convenience store?" Wendy greeted Dipper and reintroduce Robbie, the Rebel who appeared out of nowhere with his bike in the place.

"Uh, no. Yo, Wendy, check out my new guitar." He said smugly as he played the guitar.

"I remember how you disappeared when things got bad and came back when it was over. Also how did you get that bike in her with no one noticing?" 3 said, it's voiced drowned out by the crowd and music.

"Woah, cool!" Wendy said as Dipper's mood plummeted.

Tyrone suddenly calls Dipper on his cell and said, "Hey buddy it's me, you. I just had the same jealousy fantasy."

"This will get confusing."

"We got to get rid of Robbie if I ever want to dance with Wendy!"

"Hey, Dipper! We're gonna go sit on the couch! Meet us when you're done." Wendy said as she turned away from Dipper to go with Robbie.

"Oh no! They're sitting on the couch! We gotta think of something quick!" He sees Robbie's bike and said, "I got an idea!"

"I got the same one. But we're gonna need some help." Tyrone agreed.

Dipper goes back to the office and made a third clone that will pull off Dipper's plan.

"But what if Robbie catches me? I'll be all alone!" Number 3 complained, a little frighten.

"I was right, this will get confusing." 3 said, 'glaring' at Number 3.

"Yeah, makes a good point." Tyrone agreed.

"Okay, one more. Good point. Four Dippers. This is a four Dipper plan."

"Better than 4 Mabel's"

He tried to make another copy but the machine jams.

"Uh-oh, paper jam." Tyrone pulled the paper out of the machine and screams as it comes to life. The clone starts screaming gibberish as Number 3 complained.

"C'mon, you're not gonna make me partner up with him, are you?"

"SSSHH! Don't be rude." Tyrone scolded Number 3 as he talked to Paper Jam Dipper, "Hey, buddy hey. It's okay."

"Okay. Just one more clone."

Dipper later joined Wendy as Soos got Robbie's attention to see the clones get away with his bike. He turned to Wendy and said, "Oh, tough break. I wonder who those guys are who aren't me because I'm right here."

Soos then chose that moment to go into a slow dance as Wendy exclaimed, "Oh snap, I love this song."

Mabel then runs over to Dipper and said, "Hey goofus, now's your chance to ask Wen-" Dipper covers Mabel's mouth and they move away from Wendy, "Now's your chance to ask Wendy to dance! C'mon! Go!"

"Ok, ok. I-uh, uh, I'll be right back!"

Tyrone and Dipper are pacing around each other in the attic and Tyrone says, "Oh, I agree. You can't just go and DANCE with her."

"The dance floor is a minefield, a MINEFIELD, Tyrone!"

"What if there's a glitch in the sound system?"

"Stan might get in the way."

"Robbie might come back."

"There are too many variables. We need help."

"Dipper, Tyrone calm down, you're over thinking this, maybe if you dance, nothing would go wrong." 3 told them, but was ignored.

Dipper then makes 6 more clones of himself.

"Alright, Dippers! Gather round! Now's the time! You all clear on want to do?"

The clones nod and leave the attic. Number 10 walks up the Soos and said. "Hey, Soos, look! A glowing dot!"

"Oh man, I'm so glad I turned my head. That dot does not disappoint."

While Soos is distracted, number 10 puts in a disc labeled "Wendy Mix". The rest of the clones do their jobs as well. Number 8, who is sitting above the party, puts a dollar on a fishing rod and dangles it in front of Stan.

Stan said, "Right, like I'm gonna fall for that." He pretended not to notice, then tries to grab the money, "GIVE ME THAT...MONEY, MONEY"

While Stan is distracted, Number 6 rings a bell.

Tyrone turns to Dipper, "There's your cue. It's the perfect moment to ask Wendy to dance. Good luck, me!"

"I don't need luck. I have a plan." He Leaves attic and sees Wendy in the hallway.

"Oh hey, man. What's up?

"W-What are you doing here? I mean, wouldn't you rather be out on the dance floor uh, in like exactly 42 seconds?"

"I'm just waiting for the bathroom."

"Um, uh, okay. Small talk, small talk, small talk!" He said, pulling out the list and muttered.

"So hey, let's say everyone at this party gets stuck on a desert island. Who do you think the leader would be?" Wendy asked randomly.

"I, uh..."

"I think I'd go with this lunatic." She pointed at a sweaty man dancing.

"Ha, ha, ha I'd probably go for Stretch over there, uh, because tall people can reach coconuts?

"Speaking of tall, wanna see something?" She pulls out a picture with her thumb over one of the people, "Those are my brothers, and I'm," She lifted her thumb to reveal her with braces, high waist pants and her hair in pigtails.

"Ha, you were a freak!" He said then covered his mouth.

"Yep."

"You know, kids used to make fun of my birthmark before I started hiding it all the time." Birthmark?

"Birthmark?"

"Uh, no! It's nothing! I-I was-I was-. Why did I say that?"

"No way, dude! Now you have to show me! Show me, show me!" Wendy begged. He reluctantly lifted his hair up to reveal that on his forehead was the Big Dipper. Wow.

"The Big Dipper! That's how you got your nickname! I thought your parents just hated you or something. Hey, I guess we're both freaks. Wait here?" She said and went to the bathroom.

"Of course." Suddenly the other clones come up behind him.

"Hey! What are you doing up here? Number 10 has been distracting Soos for 15 minutes; he's gonna get tired of that dot eventually!"

"You won't believe it guys! I bumped into Wendy accidentally and things are actually going great!" Dipper said happily.

"That's nice. But not the plan. Do we have to remind you?"

"Oh man, you guys sound crazy. Look, maybe we don't need the plan anymore, you know? Maybe I could just go talk to her like a normal person."

"I think we just entered the clone rebellion." 3 said nervously as it caught the dark looks from the clone's faces.

"You bite your tongue!" One said and another continued, "If you're not gonna stick to the plan, maybe you shouldn't be the Dipper to dance with Wendy."

"Yes/If you think about it.../Five/Number Five's got a point."

"Guys, c'mon. We said we weren't gonna turn on each other." Dipper said, backing away.

"I think we all knew we were lying."

"Dipper, RUN!" 3 cried too late as the clones grabbed Dipper and threw him in the closet.

"No, wait!" Dipper yelled as the clones closed the door.

"Ahh, I can't breathe in here!"

Tyrone countered with, "Yes you can! Plus there are snacks and a coloring book in there for you!"

Dipper sighed and eats a cracker angrily.

The clones left arguing amongst themselves.

"I'm sorry Dipper, if I hadn't said anything, this wouldn't have happened," 3 said shamefully.

"No it's not your fault, 3. It's mine, if I wasn't so concentrated on the plan this wouldn't have happened." He banged his head on the door, which opened. Dipper and 3 stared in shock and 3 commented, "They forgot to lock it." They snuck out while Tyrone was trying to feed the paper jam clone cheese and crackers and they ran to the balcony.

"WEND-." He was pulled back by the clones and dragged back.

"C'mon, man. Give it up. You're overpowered." Tyrone said smugly.

"Hold on guys, think about it. We're exact equals mentally and physically. If we start fighting, it'll just go on for infinity." Dipper said reasonably as the clones agree, Dipper punches Tyrone. The clones stare at them and have an awkward pause then they shouted, "CLONE FIGHT!" And it became a Dipper brawl. As they turned on each other, Dipper and 3 crawled away until they notice him.

"No friends, it's me, Number 7."

The clones stare at the real Number 7 who said, "That's not me guys, that's not me!"

The fake #7 mark on Dipper's hat peels off.

"Get him!"

The clones march toward Dipper cornering him & Dipper backs away from them as he called, "Stay back, stay back!"

3 then remembered something, "Dipper! The sprinkler!" Dipper, realizing what it meant threw a party popper, which turns on the sprinkler, causing the clones to melt.

"Boo! C'mon, lame! This stinks! Boo!" They said.

"Huh, how about that." He notices Tyrone standing behind him.

"You!" He shouted and tackled Dipper.

"Uh-oh."

"Say it! Say I can dance with Wendy!"

"Never!"

They suddenly hear Wendy laughing and stop fighting, "Wendy?"

"Robbie! Shut up!" She said laughing as they talked.

Dipper and Tyrone sighed and sat down, "We blew it man."

"I don't know, you wanna go grab a couple sodas or something?" Tyrone asked as Dipper nodded and they went up to the roof.

"Some night, huh?" Tyrone asked looking at the stars.

"You said it." 3 said, feeling bad that Dipper didn't get to dance with Wendy.

There is a shooting star on the sky. Dipper and Tyrone open the cans.

"You think we even have a chance with Wendy? I mean she's 15, we're 12."

"There isn't much of an age difference when you think about it." 3 pointed out which got smiles out of Dipper and Tyrone.

"I don't know man, I hope so, but we're making zero progress the way we're doing it. The only good conversation you had with her is when you didn't do anything in that list-stuff."

"Maybe that's the point."

"I know. Mabel was right; I do get in my own way."

"Literally!" The original and clone laughed.

They toasted each other and started to drink.

"Wait! Tyrone don't!"

"Oh-boy, don't look now."

"Tyrone!" Dipper yelped as the clone melted.

"It's okay dude, I had a good run. Remember what we talked about." He said sadly.

"Uh-uh, of course."

"Hey, and quit being such a wimp around Wendy okay? For my sake…" Tyrone melted away completely.

"Tyrone! You were the only one who understood." He pours soda on Tyrone and drinks what's left.

"You know, that's the second entity that's melted on your roof." 3 saw Dipper's look and said, "Too soon?"

They walked back downstairs where Mabel accosted Dipper and 3 and dragged them over to meet Candy and Grenda.

As they were dragged over, 3 couldn't help but think, even though Dipper didn't get his dance, 3 was glad Dipper didn't get his dance with Wendy.