From Malica15: "You are awesome. Let me tell you that first, because you really need to know that (if you haven't already haha). Second, I think you deserve more reviews...just saying. Third: Request time! XD Can you do a one-shot involving Dipper saving Mabel? I am absolutely in love with their cute sibling fluff! You can decide what it's gonna be about. :)"

Thank you! And yes, I love writing protective sibling fluff! This one-shot shall be set during the events of Tourist Trapped (because the first episode was brilliant and I will never stop loving it)

I Told You So

The Pines children fought in the usual way that all siblings do, and they always ended up making up afterward or teasing the other for being wrong after all. This, of course, occasionally led to more bickering - yet they never really got too mad at one another. They still loved each other no matter what and couldn't give their sibling the silent treatment forever.

This time though, Dipper couldn't help but feel a little guilty as he sat in Stan's armchair, moodily looking through the video camera. All of the videos of Mabel's weird boyfriend, all of the things he had caught on tape as he had spied on them... There wasn't any real evidence. There were no limbs falling off or something secret hidden underneath his black hoodie. Norman was... normal.

And he had gotten all worked up about it earlier too.

The preteen groaned and wanted to bury his face in his hands. He was the one to blame for this, for being too protective, and now his sister was angry with him.

"Soos was right. I don't have any real evidence," he said aloud to himself, fast-forwarding on the camera absentmindedly. "I guess I can be kind of paranoid sometimes and - "

As if right on cue, he happened to glance at the screen and noticed Norman's hand falling off OH MY GOSH!

"Wait, WHAT?!"

Sometimes he hated being right.

ITOLDYOUSOITOLDYOUSOITOLDYOUSOITOLDYOUSO

Thank goodness for Wendy, he thought to himself as he sped through the woods on the golf cart. How on earth would he have caught up to the couple otherwise?

Dipper's heart flew to his throat as he replayed the memory of Norman's hand popping off in the video. Oh, why hadn't Mabel just listened to him for once? Why did he have to be right about the zombie? He just prayed that he wasn't too late to save his twin.

A high-pitched scream reached his ears and the boy nearly swerved into a large tree. Mabel!

This only fueled his determination further, and as he entered a clearing upon spotting a bright purple sweater, he tightened his grip on the wheel. That zombie was going to regret having touched his sister when he got - Wait, where was Norman? All he saw were a bunch of small men with beards...

Wait...

Dipper's eyes grew as wide as golf balls as he jumped out of the golf cart with the shovel in hand. Gnomes? Why was Mabel being attacked by gnomes?

"What the heck is going on here?"

His sister whipped around and he couldn't miss that look of relief flash in her brown eyes. "DIPPER! Norman turned out to be a bunch of gnomes! And they're total jerks!" A gnome grabbed her hair and she yelped. "Hair! Hair! Hair!"

"Gnomes? Huh, I was way off..." He withdrew Journal 3 from his vest and flipped to the page concerning these little men. "Gnomes: little men of the Gravity Falls forest. Weaknesses: unknown."

"Oh, come on!" Dipper looked up and to his anger, he saw that Mabel had been wrestled down and tied up. He noticed one gnome with brown hair standing apart from the others, guessed he must be the leader, and marched in that direction.

"Hey, hey! Let go of my sister!"

The gnome turned and had the decency to look a bit sheepish. "Oh! Ha ha, hey, there! Um, you know, this is all really just a big misunderstanding. You see, your sister's not in danger. She's just marrying all one thousand of us and becoming our gnome queen for all eternity! Isn't that right, honey?"

"YOU GUYS ARE BUTT-FACES!"

A gnome quickly covered his twin sister's mouth as she continued to yell.

"Give her back right now or else!" Dipper held out the shovel in what he hoped was a threatening manner (then again, a twelve year old kid holding a shovel probably wasn't that scary to begin with...).

The leader's eyes narrowed. "You think you can stop us, boy? You have no idea what we're capable of. The gnomes are a powerful race! Do not trifle with the - "

Dipper scooped up the small creature and flung him aside, rushing to slice the ropes in half and rescue his sister. He quickly grabbed her hand, leading her to the golf cart, and got into the driver's seat. He warned her about forgetting her seatbelt before backing out and speeding off as fast as he could. The boy couldn't help but grin wide as he heard the gnomes' screams of anger far behind. There was no way they could catch up to the twins now.

At least, that was what the preteen boy thought at the moment.

Now in the aftermath, as the gnomes fled back into the woods and the twins stood (dirty and scraped up) by the Mystery Shack watching them go, Dipper's guilt returned. He glanced at Mabel, who was still watching the gnomes run away, and decided not to bring it up just yet. The apology could wait until they were both ready.

He turned to walk into the Shack but to his shock, Mabel called out for him.

"Hey, Dipper? I, um...I'm sorry for ignoring your advice. You really were just looking out for me."

Looking into her eyes, her brother found he had no intention of saying "I told you so!" like they normally would. A small smile crept onto his face.

"Oh, don't be like that. You saved our butts back there!"

"I guess I'm just sad that my first boyfriend turned out to be a bunch of gnomes," she mumbled, looking away.

A pang of guilt resounded in his chest, despite the fact that he wasn't entirely to blame. "Look on the bright side: maybe the next one will be a vampire!"

She smiled at his words and the guilt faded away a bit. "Oh, you're just saying that."

"Awkward sibling hug?"

Mabel stared at him for a minute before smiling wider, much to his relief. "Awkward sibling hug."

I have about 7 requests to do still so I'm trying to get some done before I procrastinate further. I apologize if I don't get to your request immediately; I am doing all of the requests in chronological order.