The Amazing World of Gravity Falls ch.2
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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How to describe Wendy? Imagine a beautiful red-headed teenager...now imagine she was 10 ft tall...now imagine she has reptilian scales...now a tail, now razor sharp claws and teeth...oh and of course she's naked.
Dipper was entranced! Not only was she gorgeous...but mysterious, powerful, intriguing, and-
GAK!
Grabbing him by the throat! She glared down at him and starts to open her mouth to bite off-
"Whoa!" Shouts Stan. "Wendy stop! That's my nephew! Down girl!" Wendy sighed, she looked at the scrawny little thing in her arms...then tosses him aside. She could be heard mumbling under her breath as she left. "-mostly skin and bones...not tasty enough for the effort-"
Stan dusted Dipper off and hastily explained that Wendy was a nice girl...as long as she doesn't smell a guy getting aroused around her...then she got "carnivorous".
Stan decides it best to assign Dipper chores outside the house...and away from Wendy until the boy could learn to control his 'urges'. His first chore was hanging up fliers advertising the Mystery Shack.
Dipper couldn't get his mind off that girl...Although he knew it was hopeless...putting aside the fact that he was terrible with girls...apparently she smelled his 'arousal'...words could not describe how humiliated he felt.
He was so deep in thought he almost didn't notice when his hammer banged on something metal...'almost' being the operative word...
...a couple hours later...
Her shift for the day over, Wendy began to head home. She began to think of dinner...she wondered if she should just go eat a hippo...indulge in several dozen flamingos...or just wander around aimlessly and kill/eat anything that looks tasty. Wendy chuckled. Who was she kidding? Of course it was always going to be #3! Maybe there was-
GLOMP!
Suddenly, she felt something on her back. She turned her head and saw the kid from earlier. What was his name?...Oh, right! Dipper! Wendy frowned. "What are you-" He then planted a kiss on her back, then ran into the woods. Wendy blinked in confusion...until she smelled it. "Oh, hell no!" Shrieked Wendy as she ran after the boy. "You did not just mark me as your mate!" Deep in the back of her mind she wondered how that was possible, since you needed to urinate or 'rub yourself' on a female T-rex to get your scent on them...A simple kiss wouldn't do at all!
Naturally though, this thought was mainly suppressed by- KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!
She entered a clearing and saw his hat sticking out from behind a boulder, naturally she lunged at it.
SPLAT!
She smiled at the familiar feeling of something gooey under her toes...Until she realized it was a dummy...that was filled with Devil Snare!
Suddenly, Wendy finds herself completely trapped with vines 10-times the size of an anaconda! Despite this, she was still strong enough to fight it-
POOF!
Until Dipper popped out of a nearby bush and threw some dust on her that-
WHUMP!
-that put her right to sleep. Dipper quickly double-checked the journal he found to make sure he was doing things right. Seeing that he was, he then went to work...
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-For a brief moment Wendy didn't know where she was...Then it all came back to her. She cursed and got up...And gaped at what she was wearing! It was a beautiful ballgown!
"Yeah...I had my sister make that." Confessed a voice behind her. She turns to the other side of the clearing to see dipper. He then explains(while omitting he got all his information from the journals; both because it said to keep it secret...and because Dipper wanted to look more impressive) that he learned the "mating rite' of the rexes. Which was: Mark thine woman with thine scent. Then beat her in combat. While she wearily sleeps; dominate, civilize, and tame her. Then she be yours.
Yeah...needless to say a lot of that deeply disturbed and disgusted him...still he didn't want to be intolerant toward her culture...so he tried to compromise where he could. First instead of the "traditional" way of marking her, he whipped up a potion that made his spit capable of marking her instead.
Then...he dropped the whole 'dominate' and 'tame' bits and just did the "civilize" part, hence the dress-
"But putting the dress on you was the only thing I did while you slept! I swear!...so anyway...can I be your boy friend?"
Wendy looks at him for awhile...neither say anything...Then she bursts out laughing. "Kid, that tradition was thrown out like 20-30 years ago! No one dose that anymore!" She chuckles. "Also, who dose something like that to a girl he only meet a couple hours ago! This isn't a cheesy sit-com you weirdo!" She teased playfully. Before Dipper could say or do anything he found himself being grabbed, lifted into the air, have his clothes shredded to pieces, and left stranded on the tallest branch of a nearby tree.
Wendy laughs again. "Yikes...I didn't think it possible...but your actually smaller than Gumball! Ha!"...She then gives him a strange, sensual look. "However...you are the first interesting guy I've meet...and this dress -Although not my style, still makes me look smoking hot!" She shrugs. You know what? Okay. I'll keep your scent on me, we start as friends. And then we see where things go from there." And like that she was gone.
Dipper, naked, and trapped in a very high tree in the middle of the forest, can only say: "What the blood just happened here!?"
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