Clan of the Multibear

Dipper was tired and feeling more than a little rung out by the time they were finished with training for the day.

"Looks like you're gonna have to ride me," Mabel said, frowning when he didn't even notice the teasing and just held out his arms. "Is there a waterfall nearby?" she asked the Multibear.

"Just over that way," the bear said, gesturing with half a dozen paws.

"Thanks, MB!" Mabel called out leading Dipper off. "We are going to rinse you off before I pick you up; you are covered in sweat!"

"Ok," he agreed, happy to turn over all the decision making duties to Mabel while he just enjoyed doing nothing strenuous for a moment.

Mabel smiled at the trust he was unknowingly radiated at her, it almost made her feel guilty for what she was planning. They reached the waterfall, a beautiful thirty foot shower of ice cold water that emptied into a large pool of pristine snow melt. Mabel grinned evilly and pushed her sweaty brother into the water and found herself being pulled in as well by her equally evilly grinning twin who had a good grip on her sweater.

* Splash! *

"Cold!" the pair squealed before they turned on one another and began splashing each other with a great deal of laughter and enthusiasm.

Half an hour later...

"Ok, I can't feel my toes," Dipper said. "I concede defeat."

Mabel sloshed out of the water, her waterlogged sweater probably doubling her weight. "I am a master at Splashy-Fu!"

"You are wearing a lot more than I am," Dipper countered.

"Not for long," Mabel said and began taking off her soaked clothing.

"Mabel!"

"What?" she asked innocently.

"You can't just strip in the middle of the forest!"

"I can," she assured him proceeding to do just that. "Relax, it's just us here. Thanks to your v-card and the Multibear's tips, I can sense people and trust me we are the only humans within miles."

"Fine, but next time we bring swimsuits," he said firmly.

Mabel blessed the noonday sun and large flat rocks as she finished spreading everything out to dry. "We never cared about changing in front of each other, but the last year you started acting like it was a big deal. What gives? I know it's not shyness, which is what I guessed before I could feel your emotions."

"Dad-" he began and they both sighed. "Ok, yet another parental rule," he admitted. "Dad said girls who let boys see them naked get certain reputations and while I may not like people talking about me, I get really upset when I hear anyone disrespecting you."

"And we both know how people are," Mabel agreed. "Fine that rule isn't completely wrong. We will pretend to follow that rule in public but in private, I don't want to even pretend it exists."

Dipper nodded and laid his loincloth on a rock. "As long as we're careful."

"Dipper!" Mabel Gasped. "We've discovered the fountain of youth!" She pointed at his crotch. "You've regressed to two years old!"

He rolled his eyes and grinned before saying, "Then why did you double in breast size?"

"Double in..." She looked down and saw her nipples were sticking out because of the cold. "You know, this means war!" she said with a grin, before tackling him into the pool.

It was a couple minutes later, while tapping into the Wyld to keep from freezing, that he accidentally upped the ante by sending a veritable tidal wave of water over Mabel.

Once she resurfaced she grinned mischievously at Dipper who began to get nervous as she just stood there. "Um... Sorry?" he offered.

Mabel pointed up.

Dipper looked up and froze. Mabel had diverted part of the falls so the water collected into a huge ball directly overhead. She was about to drop a swimming pool on him! He dove deep under the water just before it hit, creating a splash so big it was probably visible on Google Earth.

"I surrender!" Dipper yelled as he resurfaced.

"Whoo!" she cheered throwing up her arms. "Now let's get out and dry off, because I am freezing here!"

"Our clothes probably aren't dry..." his voice trailed off.

"What?" Mabel said before turning and seeing that her last attack had washed away their clothes. "Oops!"

"This could be a problem," Dipper said.

"You have clean and dry clothes hidden near home," she pointed out. "I however am going to have to be ninja sneaky."

Dipper found his loin cloth caught on his spear which, along with Mabel's grappling gun, had been too heavy to wash away. "Put this on."

Mabel put on his loin cloth and picked up his spear. She quickly struck a pose. "We are so bringing a camera next time!"

Dipper laughed and traded her grappling gun for his spear. "Our photo album that we couldn't show to anyone."

"Ok, new plan. You climb on my back and we take the quick way down, because I am not going to be naked in the forest, where there are gnomes, any longer than I have to be," she said firmly.

"Quick way?" he asked climbing on her back.

"You like Spiderman, right?" she asked aiming her grappling gun at a tree hanging over a cliff.

*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*

"Mabel, are you ok?" Soos asked noting the smoke rising from her.

"Yes, I'm fine," Mabel assured him, putting out a sleeve that was smoldering. "And just so you know 'fighting fire with fire,' not really effective. Fun though."

"You guys are my witnesses," the Mabel clone behind the counter said after Mabel had left," we were here in plain view the entire time!"

*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*

The time anomaly officer cursed the twins as he bandaged his burnt hand. It had taken a lot of work to disable nearby cameras and make sure there were no reliable witnesses in the area.

"Anyone seen my Prius?" a voice in the crowd asked and Blenden sighed as he spotted the car in a tree. More work when he'd been hoping for a break!

"Those blasted kids!" He couldn't take much more of this.

*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*

Mabel washed the smell of smoke away and privately admitted she may have overreacted a bit. "Nah!" she decided as she got dressed in unsinged clothing and returned to her room.

Dipper entered the room a few seconds later and opened the window. "Where's the camera?" he asked.

Mabel smiled at the feel of his emotions and quickly handed him the camera off her dresser. A grappling hook latched onto a ceiling beam and Mabel swung in wearing only a loincloth with a huge smile on her face.

* Flash *

"Ack!" Mabel, blinded by the camera flash, lost control and crashed into Dipper's bed.

"Are you ok?" Dipper asked concerned.

"Never mind that," Mabel said retracting the grappling hook and brushing her hair out of her face. "Did the picture turn out good?"

Mabel checked the camera while Dipper checked the other Mabel. "Looks cool," she declared. "So why am I only wearing a loincloth?"

Mabel grinned at her. "We have had the best day! Half of the stuff I still don't believe and I lived through it!"

"And how was your day?" Dipper asked giving Mabel a hug.

"Ran into my evil twin, set the town on fire, you know, the usual," she said casually.

Mabel and Dipper just stared at her.

"I am awful at trying to be nonchalant," Mabel said once she'd recovered. "I always thought I was better than that."

"Nope, you are obvious, sis," Dipper replied. "So... What happened?"

"I ran into my evil twin and I remember how they almost took you from me and did take Waddles and I got so mad... that I ... tried to hit her with a car," Mabel admitted ashamed.

"How did you end up driving a car?" Dipper asked.

"Drive?" Mabel gave a nervous smile. "I kinda... threw it."

"We threw a car?!" Mabel asked wide eyed.

"It was a compact," she offered.

"And then?" Dipper asked.

"I was ranting about how they almost killed you and it turns out if we get mad enough we can throw fire," she admitted.

"Mabel," Dipper said softly hating to see her down and feeling how much she hurt. He quickly wrapped her in a hug that her otherself joined as well.

"Dipper's not suicidal, just homicidal when it comes to us," Mabel explained. "The whole dying thing was because he thought we were dead and it was killing him."

"I feel better and worse now," Mabel said, thinking she may have overreacted.

"Yes but the important thing is... do we have a solid alibi?" Mabel asked.

Dipper groaned. "You've spent too much time around Grunkle Stan."

"Copier clones have been keeping busy and visible," Mabel assured her. "There was an incident with about a dozen Dippers in the closet with Wendy, but our clones bugged out with him before anyone could notice."

"I... what?" Dipper asked confused about how he should feel.

"She's too old for you and it will never work," Mabel told him seriously.

"Mabel!" the other Mabel exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

"Mom's advice was crap, he's not ready to date an older girl, and I'm not ready to share him with a girlfriend," Mabel explained to her otherself.

"No complaints?" she asked Dipper, surprised he didn't seem upset.

"No, you're right," Dipper admitted. "Look at what a mess I made of things, I'm not ready and I'll probably be better off dating someone my own age first anyway."

"Ok," Mabel said with a relieved smile.

"Why were you in town?" Mabel asked, going to the dresser to pick out clothes to wear.

"I went to the arts and crafts store," Mabel explained. "See, I had this idea for a new sweater."

"Yeah?" Mabel asked curiously.

"Think tandem bike," she hinted.

"Sweater town!" Mabel said with an artistic gleam.

"A three person sweater for when we want to hide out," Mabel agreed. "Our own little world to hide out in."

"That's the coolest idea ever!" Mabel squealed.

"You guys have fun with that, I'm going to go replace Tyrone for closing, since that involves cleaning and he'd melt using glass cleaner," Dipper said giving both of his sister a hug.

One the door had closed behind him, Mabel turned to Mabel. "There's a lot I have to tell you! But it may be faster to show you, if MB's trick for synching his heads up works for us."

*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*

Dipper ran through various things he could say to try and explain why there had been a bunch of him running around today and why they had been in a closet with Wendy, but gave up when he realized he really had no idea what had happened or why and the clone that had given him the rundown was equally in the dark.

"Dipper?" Wendy said surprising him.

"Ye-ah?" he replied voice cracking.

"I'm...erm apologizing for molesting like a dozen of your clones," she replied. "I thought they were you." She frowned as she realized that hadn't come out right.

Dipper blushed heavily. "I appreciate you telling me that," he said slowly, "but I think we're better off as friends. I'm not really ready to date yet and you deserve someone with similar interests, who gets you. I like hanging out with you, but only as a friend. I hope that's alright."

"That's... cool," Wendy said slowly looking a bit confused and dispirited.

"That went well," Dipper decided once Wendy had left.

"Huh," Grunkle Stan said on spotting him. "I was going to say you were looking pale today, but you've got a lot more color in your cheeks now."

"It's been a good day," Dipper said.

"Glad to hear it, kid," Grunkle Stan said cheerfully.

Everybody loves Tambry

"Dipper broke up with me," Wendy told Tambry, which actually caused her to stop texting in shock.

"I wasn't aware you were dating," she said trying to keep her voice even.

"We weren't," Wendy replied.

"Ok, I'm confused," Tambry admitted.

"You aren't the only one," Wendy replied. "See, it's like this, I ended up stuck in a closet with him in pretty tight quarters. Don't ask why. Later I apologized for us being pressed up against each other like that because it was my fault. He said we were better off as friends and that he just wasn't ready to date yet."

"Ok," Tambry said slowly, forcing down a smile. "So, what's the problem?"

"The problem is it actually hurt more to break up with him, even though we weren't dating, than it has been to break up with most of the boyfriends I've had," she admitted.

"And?" Tambry asked, closing her browser tab on bat subspecies and checking the sheriff's report on an apple tree being picked clean by a giant yellow and pink bat thing.

"And I'm beginning to wonder if he's not more mature than I am, he's certainly more mature than most of the guys I've dated and maybe I shouldn't date anyone for a while," Wendy explained.

"He is something," Tambry admitted.

"Thanks for listening," Wendy said pulling Tambry into her lap and giving her a big hug, careful not to interrupt her phone use.

"You aren't this huggy with your boyfriends," Tambry said leaning into her.

"They'd take it as an invitation for more," Wendy replied. "You at least know I don't mean anything sexual by it."

"People often only see what they want to see," Tambry explained.

"Don't I know it," Wendy agreed feeling better about things. "You are like the world's best Teddy Bear. I'm calling you Tambry Bear from now on."

Tambry rolled her eyes but was unable to stop herself from laughing.

*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*0*

Blendin checked to make sure he wasn't being monitored as he finished assembling the device and snuck into the hospital. The other agents had heard his threats and made sure he was unable to prevent the conception of the twins who'd made so much trouble for him, but after they were born they were fair game!

Research

William looked at Madelyn's sketch of his analogue and examined the markings that were painted on him. Madelyn had a good eye, being an artist, but she hadn't been concentrating on copying the symbols so while he could use them as a base for his search he wouldn't rely on them being one hundred percent correct. It took nearly half an hour of paging through his journal and copying symbols to find what he was looking for, but after comparing the markings he was almost certain his analogue was undergoing the ceremony to become a-

"Werewolf," Madelyn said as she read the paper. "Take a look at this." She handed him the Gravity Falls Gossiper and the ad for the Mystery Shack showed a picture of William's analogue being billed as the pre-teen wolfboy dressed in a costume that wouldn't fool anyone with two brain cells to rub together.

"Brilliant," William said. "If anyone even suspects he actually is a werewolf one look at that ad would have them doubting it and trying to claim he was would get them laughed out of town."

"It also explains where he got the strength to break free," she added.

"That's one mystery solved," William said with satisfaction.

Typing by: Stephenopolos

TN: hands hurt...