Dipper's bangs pasted against his forehead as he stared into Angel's blue eyes.
There was an unknown glint in them that made nervousness swarm in his gut.
Her uninjured hand patted the table as the injured one fiddled with the straw of her chocolate milk.
"You do know that I want an explanation, right." It wasn't a question.
"Yeah..."
He scratches his cheek, wincing as he ran a finger over a bruise. He coughed as she gave him a hard look.
"Dipper."
Another sigh of exasperation came out of his mouth and he wonder once again how he got in this situation.
"Well, I should start from the beginning..."
Angel stood up, her hand engulfing his to pull him up.
A blush came on his face and, as soon as he was standing up-right, turned away from her.
If he had been looking at her, he would have seen the blush against her own cheeks.
"Do you need ice o-or...?"
"I'm fine, Pines."
Her hand slipped his and he felt a momentary loss before shaking it off.
"If you say so." She bent over, getting her putt and his ball.
She placed it in his hand as he nervously chuckled. He glanced behind her to see another Lilliputtian glaring at him.
"Uh, let's go to another course."
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Bruises littered their skin, Dipper's mostly among his face and torso, so it hurt to breathe. Angel didn't have many bruise but her wrist was defiantly sprang.
"This is really weird," she said, her uninjured hand dug into the castle for her ball. "I never heard of the balls getting stuck..."
She yelped, pulling out her arm to show a cut oozing blood, tiny swords stuck in it.
"What th..." She trailed off, pulling off the top of the lid to expose the Lilliputtians.
"Yes! The girl human knows!" They raised their weapons of pencils and plastic swords before charging out, at Dipper.
He grabbed her safe hand, weaving through crowds of Lilliputtians that seemed to come everywhere. His feet smacked against the ground and wondered what happened to everyone that had been there.
"Wait," Angel cut in sharply, her lips curling down, "during our whole date, you weren't nervous because you liked me but because you were scared of a bunch of golf balls?"
He jaw dropped as he tried to gather his thoughts, sure his sister had forced him to ask out the twelve-year-old waitress but he had defiantly enjoyed it...
She must have mistaken his silence for a rejection because disappointment gleamed on her face. "Just go on."
Her voice was a tight whisper and he felt guilt swarm in him but continued on with the story.
She stumbled after him, the shock of seeing her first supernatural creature getting to her.
"Wait!" She stopped, her heels digging into the ground when he turned and tried to pull her.
"What are you doing?! We have to hurry!"
She noticed him glancing behind her and frowned. "You knew about this... Them, the whole time? Why didn't you tell me?"
She just had to pick this time to get over her shock and start asking questions.
"Angel, I know this is a shock for you but there are little violent golf balls chasing us!"
His hands found her shoulders and she almost growled at him before he backed up.
"You better tell me everything," she hissed. They found a hole in the fence and crawled through it, going to the diner.
He wrapped her wrist before they both cleaned their individual cuts, getting ice for their bruises from the freezer.
Her lips were white from being bitten on as she let go of her straw.
He could see the calculating gleam in her eyes as you stood up, declaring that she would walk him home. They walked in silence, his hands tucked in his pocket as he tried to his distance from her.
She was chewing on her lip as they arrived at his door, his fingers slipping out of his pocket to open the door but she gripped them to stop it.
"Dipper," she started with a sigh, "tell me what to do."
He was confused, what did she mean by tell her what to do. "Uh, Angel? I have no idea what you mean..." He trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging between them in the silence as she sighed and started to release his hand.
He noticed this and grabbed her shoulders and awkwardly pressed his lips against hers. Her eyes widened as his glided close and they stood like that for a few seconds before he pulled away from her shocked form, scarlet blossoming on their faces.
"Angel, I really like you but..."
She connected the pieces and nodded, a disappointed smile on her face. "You want to protect me from all... This," she ended lamely, throwing her hands up before letting them fall back down.
"Yeah, all 'this.'"
She shifted nervously in her shoes, glancing down, before she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "So I guess we're just friends."
He seemed to deflate at "friends" seeing as he hadn't thought that far ahead. Friends meant that he would hear about her other crushes, her other boyfriends and latest attractions and that unnerved him. "I guess so too.
She looked unsure for a second before she leaned forward and pecked her lips against his cheeks and turned away, strolling down the dirt path that lead to Mystery Shack./p
His jaw dropped as Mabel opened the door, animatedly talking about how she saw everything and was so proud of her older brother. She grabbed his wrist, pulling him in and slamming the door.
If they had stayed out longer, they would have seen the single eye accompanied by soft laughter.
Sorry for not updating that much but here you go! There will be some parts of the story where I will stray from the story and create my own episode so expect those!
