Phoebe spoke first, "We mentioned that SuperGroverAway's works are canon, so some of you may remember 'Breaking the News' where Dad had a near-meltdown when it came to telling my mom's dad about their engagement."

Ken spoke up, "To be fair, given the last time he had to deal with Manly Dan, who can blame him? You should have seen what he tried to pull when he wanted to tell Manly Dan him and Wendy were dating..."

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"Hey, Wen-Wen!" Mabel called out of the Shack as the redhead entered from the front. Wendy didn't even blink at Mabel knowing it was her. It had been slow at the gift shop ever since they got back from their cross-country journey a week ago. Given how that trip had ended, she couldn't complain - it gave her more time to mess around with her best-friend-recently-turned-new-boyfriend.

Today, however, there was more purpose to her visit. "Hey, Mabes. Seen Dipper around here?"

Mabel smiled. "I think my bro-bro went to the clearing next to the old bunker entrance. Planning to get some quality time with him?"

Wendy shook her head, still smiling. "Dipper was telling me we should probably tell my dad about our relationship. Figured the last thing I should do was make him go about it on his own."

She was expecting Mabel to jump up and down and be all gleeful, given that this in her mind was probably some defining moment in their relationship. Instead, she calmed down a bit and said "Oh" in a rather concerning tone.

Wendy took this as a warning sign. "Is something wrong?"

Mabel shifted guiltily "Well, I didn't want to say anything, but that would explain why he's been acting odd lately."

"Odd how?"

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Dipper approached the trunk of the tree leading to his Grunkle Ford's bunker...and pulled a newly-added branch to the immediate left. The forest floor right next to him slid open to reveal a tool that until recently, he hadn't used in about nine years.

He picked up the Manotaur bone-spear and gave it a twirl, thanking God that Ford had helped him set this area up. Taking off his shirt and throwing it up in the air, he hit a hidden button right below the branch. Immediately, wooden pipes emerged out of trees and began shooting rocks at him. TAP! TAP!. He began hitting as many of them out of his way as he could, causing little piles to build up around him. A few seconds later he could feel a WHACK behind him as he failed to hit a rock out of the way before it got his shoulder. With a numbing sensation, Dipper moved to the button and hit it again, shutting it off.

As he breathed heavily, something brown and bigger than a rock flew his way. He hit it into the ground with a THUD before seeing it was a hatchet. Her hatchet. He jumped up with alarm as he saw his girlfriend emerge from the woods, looking confused.

"Wendy, I - what are you doing here?" He said as he looked around for his shirt.

She was equally confused. "Dipper, what's going on?"

"I… hold on, can I…where did I put my -?"

Wendy looked up and replied, "Hang on, dude, I got it." She undid her belt, looped it around a tree and her waist, and climbed up the tree to the branch where his t-shirt had landed. Throwing it down, she climbed back to earth as Dipper popped his shirt back on.

"Now will you please explain this?" she said, picking up his spear. Dipper sighed.

"I never did tell you about my visit to the Manotaurs, did I?" Upon Wendy shaking her head, Dipper explained about his quest for manliness back when he was twelve - how Manly Dan had shown him up at the Greasy Diner, how the Manotaurs trained him to be a man and gave him the spear, and how he ultimately refused to slay the Multi-Bear for them and so ultimately gained nothing but pride.

"...despite that, I at least learned a few things. I was just seeing how much I remembered." He finished. As he looked to his side, praying that it was enough to quench Wendy's curiosity, he could see he was wrong.

"But why are you suddenly trying to do it now?! Is it...wait…." A thought occurred to her, and it sounded like something Dipper would think and do. "Does this have to do with visiting my dad?"

Dipper sighed. "He's the strongest and most manly figure in all of Gravity Falls. Meanwhile, the first time he met me, I insulted him by suggesting he owned a left-handed axe - I didn't even know that existed! I wanted to make sure that when I go to tell him I'm dating his daughter, I'd be...good enough! The Manotaurs were the only thing I'd ever seen him run from, so I figured if I had a bit of their fire again..."

As he got himself wound up, he heard the last sound he expected - the redhead to his right cracking up. "What's so funny?"

"OK, dork, let me break this down. Sure, he thought you were a wimp at first, but you know what happened since? He saw you take on the end of the world and come out on top - before you even turned thirteen! Then he saw me move mountains to be with you guys on several Christmases. I think he let me because it was specifically you guys! After all that," she continued, picking up the spear, "You think that you need the strength of some meatheads living in the woods to face him? Come on!" she stowed the spear in its nook before closing it up.

Dipper sighed. "I guess that's more logical..."

"Yeah, and you know what else? Every guy may have had to meet my dad before, and heck in almost any case I would have dumped them had he advised me too - I never felt strongly enough for them. But you? Whether he accepts this or not, I'm going through with it. We're together now, right? I want it to last as much as you do." Wendy smiled as her guy looked at her and nodded, smiling a bit.

"Thanks Wendy...and sorry for being ridiculous about this..."

She laughed and socked him in the arm. "Dipper, if you start getting wound up over getting wound up, we're gonna be here all day. Now...you ready?" She got up and pulled her boyfriend up with her. Together, the two made their way towards the log cabin that one of them used to call home.

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"HOW'S MY GIRL!?" Manly Dan roared as he hugged Wendy with both arms.

Wendy laughed wheezily. "Dad, we talked about this! Indoor voices, and ribs."

"Sorry, it's been awhile." He let her go. "So what gives?"

It was at this point that Dipper decided to step in. "Good afternoon, sir." he announced, barely keeping his voice steady. "Is it, um, ok if we talk?"

Dan took one look at the two and nodded. "BOYS, STAY IN YOUR ROOMS!"

"Dad!" Wendy objected.

"What? I'm calling to them from across the house, that does not count!" he sat down and gestured for them to do the same.

Dipper shifted uncomfortably, nodding to Wendy. His body language was clear to her - Can you please start so I don't have a panic attack?

She sighed, "You know Dipper, obviously, and you know how I was with them during a cross-country road trip for a few weeks?"

Dan nodded. "Go on, out with it."

Dipper breathed in. "Well, during that trip, we found out a lot about ourselves and -" he paused, clearly decided that was too weird, and restarted, "I mean one thing led to another -" he paused again upon realizing how that sounded. "Nothing like that, but the point is we're dating now and I wanted your permission." At this point he had to physically stop himself from holding his breath in anticipation.

For a silent minute the red-bearded man and the brunette stared each other down. Dipper had no idea what thoughts were stirring behind Manly Dan's mind, but he was sure his own eyes betrayed his anxiety and fear. He was expecting everything and ready for nothing.

Then came the one thing Dipper wasn't expecting - Manly Dan smiled. "Well, that's fine by me."

Dipper was confused. He was ready to be laughed at, yelled at, threatened, some combination of those...but acceptance. "Sir?"

Dan continued, "I've known you since you were a pipsqueak, lad. Sure, you have no muscle, but you showed me what true manliness is every once in awhile - chasing those woodland mysteries with your great-uncle or taking on monsters. And on top of that, you've been my girl's friend for years! The things she used to say about you...I think a part of me was expecting this."

"So, you're good with this?" Everything he was hearing was music to Dipper's ears.

Dan roared with laughter and clapped his knee. "Boy, do you not hear the words from my manly mouth? I'm more than good with this! I won't even ask you to avoid doing wrong by her, because I know you will make sure not to anyway!"

Dipper let out a sigh of relief and grinned. "Thank you sir, and I promise I won't do anything like that. I gotta say, I was worried you'd be worried about...other things."

Dan got up and pulled out a hatchet. "Don't get me wrong, there are some things I'd like to see you try. But I'm sure we can toughen you up in time! See that target over there?" He pointed to a target on the opposite wall before throwing his hatchet square in the bullseye. THWACK! "We'll have you throwin' with us sure enough!"

WHACK! A second hatchet landed next to the first, and both men turned to see Wendy grinning madly. They had honestly forgotten she was there. She then turned to hug Dipper. "And there you were all wound up, you dork."

Sure enough, as they walked outside after saying goodbye, Wendy looked at Dipper. "Nothing so hard about that, right?"

"I was honestly expecting a lot worse." Dipper conceded.

Wendy nodded. "He would usually ask 50 questions and try to scare whoever I'm dating. And offering to show you some lumberjack skills? He must think you're in for the long haul."

Dipper muttered to himself, "I mean, I want it, but if you doubt that..."

Wendy laughed "Again, I can hear you. But no..." she said pulling him close, "Something tells me this is gonna last a long time."

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"How right she was." Ken noted. "Or you wouldn't be here with us, Phoebe."

Phoebe was confused. "We're ending it there? I thought we were also telling the not-so-glamorous part? You know, about Wendy's mother?"

"Right, about that…" Ken turned to the audience. "Let us know in the reviews if we should talk about that, and if there are enough, we'll tell you that story a week or so after all scheduled WenDip Week content. Now, on to the next story!"