Hello there. This is Day 3, with the prompt of "5+1". In all honesty, this is probably my weakest story as a whole, in my opinion. But this is the internet, you may think this story is gold. Or rathere, these stories. Enjoy...

"No no no…" was all that she could hear from the brown haired mess. The pair lay together, with him shaking uncontrollably in a nightmare-like state, and with her attempting to comfort him. "I don't know what you're doing here, but -" then he quietened and remained a mumbling mess of the man he was. His eyes eventually opened to see a figure he hadn't seen in a long time embracing him, ensuring his protection from the invisible forces of Al'Ok'Lil'kkkkk. Dipper looked towards the redhead, tears forming in his eyes, and smiled. As Dipper thanked the friend that completed him in the forest, the green grass and mystic trees surrounding them, the clock struck one on the land of Gravity Falls as the world started to die around them

The mind-forged darkness overwhelmed Wendy, consuming her whole and leaving behind a mindless mess with flannel-green clothing and eyes damming up with pain. As she trudged back home the way she always used to go, she found herself struggling to move. She looked up, seeing nothing but darkness as she fell down. She felt herself land on the shoulders of the ever-awkward teen, showing that at least one person in this crazy place cared for her, even when others wouldn't even help her get up. The two embraced in the forest, and Wendy let it all out on DIpper's shoulder. The clock struck two as Wendy thanked the one person that understood her the most in this place of weirdness as the world around them started to heal at the same rate they healed.

"Oh, I know lots of things! LOTS OF THINGS. Your middle name is. Wait, Blerble? What sort of middle name IS that? That's the sort of last name a maniac gives a BOY. Right, I'm getting pissed off, I need a rest. Maybe I'll have a 4-9-5-20 16-9-20-20, I dunno. You two identical versions of me, take a whirl. The stage's yours, etcetera wkh doo vhhlqj hbh, my xpp"

"The responsibilities of being the mother figure and the responsible older sister in the Corduroy household at the same time while also being a lumberjack and a teenage girl scare you to death! You've even attempted out, I think. These memories are confusing, someone's messed about with them recently. Oh wait, my mistake, That was you dying of embarrassment due to the next comment we're about to read. Blummin' heck, I'm British. Cup o' tea, bollocks, knickers arse. If you would like to jump in, now's the time."

"Why thank you, handsome. You've recently been having a LOT of thoughts about this brown-headed kid! The lil' one."

"Really? Give me details, details!"... mhmm… Ooh, scandalous! mmm... Ok, NOW I'm judging you, Ice Bag. These thoughts aren't normal. How young are you again? 17? Wow. And look at him! He's WAY too young, even for YOU. But..."

"WHAT DO YOU WANT, you maniac triangle!"

"Straight to the point, huh, Ice Bag? Ok, calm down, don't have a stress attack, you're not 56. I only want to sort out an arraignment before it turns 3. Being this late before eating makes me cranky as Hell. Nice guy, Hell. Bit short and hotheaded, but 's William, by the way, I think. Maybe Bill, not sure. Ever since that memory thing my brain gets gets confused."

On the 4th day without Mabel and Dipper, Wendy decided that the house she worked in needed cleaning up. Of course, being the curious person she became after the events of Weirdmageddon, the first room she began working in was the old bedroom for the mystery twins. The room as it was seemed pretty empty, with no covers on the bed or any key identifying features, the only things remaining being a bucket full of nerd rubbish and a feeding bowl for Waddles. As Wendy went to pick up the bucket, she saw a piece of scrunched up paper, almost yellowed with age, showing Dipper's messy, almost rushed handwriting, saying, in full, "Dear Wendy. I've always wanted to tell you, I feel today's the day I've got to tell you. I like you. Is that crazy?", with parts of it crossed out.

"You really tormented yourself over this? You're not nearly as crazy as you think, kid."

Dipper woke up at around 5 AM, which to normal human beings would be considered odd, but had became regular and normal for him. Normally, he'd get up and do his daily routine. But this wasn't normal; Dipper knew it immediately.. It wasn't the fact that he was lying next to the woman of his prepubescent dreams, that could have context as to why she's here. It was that Wendy's eyes were never glowing yellow, with pupils thin and snake-like. She was wearing very little, and held a knife in her hands, grinning like an evil maniac.

"So, if we were to somehow become Star Wars, like the world of Star Wars becomes real life, who would we be?"

"Easy dude. I'm Han, since I would SO be a smuggler! Millennium Falcon, here I come!"

"Ohh, I'm Luke!"

"You can't be Luke. For one, the genders are wrong, unless you're not telling me something. Second, when have you ever been selfless and generous for people other than direct family? Luke successfully killed a ton of people when blowing up the Death Star, and I don't think you'd do well with that sort of guilt. And thirdly-"

"You could be Leia… Or Chewie. Either way, you get to be with Han Solo..."

"Do you think I'm that desperate for something that won't happen"

"Hehehe. You guys. You wouldn't have a chance of NOT being near me, you're Dipper! Besides, haven't you got that rich girl as your lapdog at the moment?"

"Who, Pacifica? No, she would be just a minor character. She's probably Lando. Or someone else. Maybe she's that weird guy that wasn't affected by the force from Ep 1? I don't know, I haven't seen those bits of CG crap yet. Needs to be on the horrible movie night list."

"There was that, um, photograph that rather put you two together. I expected you to be over me, but not that quick…. I expected you to still have pictures of my under your bed and for you to be constantly thinking about me."

"Wait, what photo? OH NO. Who gave you that? I didn't expect you to get that! MABEL WHAT DID YOU DO?"

"Hey, what's with the red face? You ok dude?"