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Just... thank you all. You have no idea how happy this makes me.

From Weirdo Witch of the West: "could you do one where Wendy and Dipper are driving back to Mystery Shack and it starts to snow so they're stuck out there? Preferably WenDip, but it doesn't have to be. i love WenDip romance, (except for the part that Wendy's WAY older than Dipper.) So, yeah! love your one-shots!"

Well, since it's summer in the show, let's pretend the twins came up from Piedmont on their winter break as well (disregarding anything that might occur later on that summer canonically. Let's pretend they all live happily ever after until the end of summer, yes?). This one-shot can be seen as platonic friendship or romance, I guess.

Blizzard

Wendy had decided to take Dipper to the arcade, just like they had months ago during the summer, and he had to admit that he liked spending time alone with her. He was getting over his crush on her, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy spending time with her, right?

After about two hours of playing (and Dipper subtly avoiding the Fight Fighters game, just to be safe), Wendy declared that it was nearly dinner time and Stan would have her head if she didn't get him back. "There's been stuff all about some sort of snowstorm coming on the news," she explained as they walked to her car. "That's his excuse, at least. I'm pretty sure he's just worried about you going off looking for some monster already."

Dipper couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes at this. "Mabel and I have only been back for two days! Why would he be worried when we're just going to the arcade?"

The redhead shot him a cryptic look the boy didn't understand. "Dipper," she said in a low voice as they reached her car, "he really missed you both. We all did. Besides, this town is crazy, so he has every right to be all paranoid."

She's definitely not wrong about that, he thought to himself. He hoped she didn't notice how he blushed at her first words.

Wendy unlocked her car and they climbed in, buckling up quickly before she sped off. Snow was falling rather fast (there was already four inches of snow piling up on the surface of the road) and even though neither one of them were all too worried about the weather, they still wanted to make it back to the Shack before anything got too slippery. Dipper turned on the radio and burst out laughing when the ginger groaned loudly at the sound of an all-too-familiar song playing from the speakers.

Am I blanchin',
 Girl we blanchin'
 I live up in a mansion

"I did not miss this song," Wendy grumbled, nudging her friend in the ribs gently to stop his laughter. "Why do people still like this? It doesn't even make sense!"

Dipper shrugged, still chuckling at her annoyance. "Maybe because it's catchy?"

She groaned once more. "More like annoying. Don't tell Soos it came on or he'll start singing it."

"Will he now?"

She shot him a look when he smiled slyly. "Don't you dare!"

The boy started laughing again, turning to look out the window and watch the falling snow. "Don't worry, I won't. I'm just kidding."

"Good," Wendy said, a smile tugging at her own lips as she noted her younger friend's look of unsuppressed awe. "Are you alright? You look like you haven't seen snow before."

Dipper hoped he wasn't blushing as he scratched the back of his neck, glancing back at her. "Well, actually I haven't. Mabel and I haven't ever been outside of California until last summer, to be honest."

Her green eyes widened in astonishment as she looked over to meet his embarrassed gaze. "Wait, you're serious? That's awful, man. You've been missing out! Tell you what: during my break tomorrow, Soos and I will give you guys the best snow day ever. Deal?"

Dipper gawked at Wendy as she smiled mischievously at him in return. "R-Really?" He flinched at how his voice cracked when he spoke.

She giggled, glancing back at the road and turning on the windshield wipers to try and get some of the falling snow off her windshield. "Of course, dude! Who else is gonna do it?"

"W-Wow! Thanks!"

Wendy smiled, but her happiness quickly turned into a sharp scream as the car sped out of control and two adolescents were thrown to the left (or, as far left as their seatbelts would allow), watching the car whip around in circles. Their screams grew louder once they spotted a large tree up ahead and Wendy slammed her foot on the brakes as hard as she possibly could - not that it would do much good.

Dipper shut his eyes tightly and found himself praying that they'd make it out alive. He felt the car lurch into the trunk and tensed up, his scream dying in his throat as silence filled the car, save for the heavy panting from the two friends.

"You... You alright, Dipper?"

He had never heard Wendy's voice become so soft before. "Y-Yeah. Are you?"

"Yeah..."

He hesitantly opened his eyes to see the older girl looking at him with mixed terror and worry. She didn't appear to be hurt, which relieved him, but the look in her green eyes scared him. Wendy, who was usually really calm and level-headed, looked about ready to freak out.

"What happened?"

Wendy bit her lip and drew her coat around her tighter. "We must have hit a patch of ice and slid off the road. I didn't see it; I'm so sorry. I don't know how we're going to get out, though."

"What do you mean? We can just open the doors and - "

"Dip, the door is jammed."

He gave her a confused look and tried to open the door to find she was right: the door only opened a millimeter before getting stuck. The snow must have risen higher over here, he realized in horror. His brown eyes widened and he turned back to his friend nervously. "Oh."

"I'm going to try to call for help," Wendy said after a moment of tense silence. She rummaged through her bag for her phone and dug it out, dialing 911 hurriedly. Dipper pulled his hat down farther on his head and wrapped his small arms around himself in an attempt to conserve warmth.

The older girl growled in annoyance when no one responded after a minute. "What's wrong with them? Why won't they answer?"

"M-Maybe other people are in accidents too," the boy pointed out quietly. "We just have to be patient."

Of course, right at that moment the car shut off on its own and the temperature slowly started dropping as the seat warmers also turned off.

"Great!" Dipper muttered under his breath, shivering slightly. "What else can go wrong?"

"Don't jinx it, man," Wendy warned as she struggled to turn her car back on.

"Give me the phone. I'll try and call them again."

She handed Dipper the cell phone and he punched in the numbers with shaking cold fingers, biting his lower lip as he waited desperately for someone to answer.

To his surprise (causing him to almost drop his friend's phone), a gruff voice spoke up from the other end after about ten seconds. "Yes?"

"O-Oh! Hi, w-we're in an accident by the G-Gravity Falls ar-arcade, and we can't g-g-get out of the car. We need h-help!"

There was a brief pause.

"We've got a limited number of workers, kid, and I'm afraid they're all out there now to get others in situations just like yours. I'll warn them and have one of them head to you once they rescue the others. It may be a bit."

"Wh-What?!" Dipper's voice shook from the cold and the anger suddenly rising in his chest. "We're fr-fr-freezing out here! Isn't there an-anyone who could come get us?"

"I told you: it'll be a bit. I'll call you once they get there."

"Don - !"

The man hung up and the young boy groaned before handing Wendy her phone. She gave him a worried look and he explained moodily, "They are g-going to g-get other people bef-before us."

She too groaned. "Really? Aw, m-man!" The girl wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. "What a-are we gonna d-do?"

"Either w-we find a way out or w-wait out the s-snowstorm," Dipper told her, glancing out at the rising snow around the vehicle. He found himself starting to hate the cold powder, even though not ten minutes ago he had felt such great awe towards it.

Bright headlights suddenly shone through the back of the car and both adolescents turned around in a flash, not daring to hope for a miracle so soon. The headlights shut off and there was a faint thud of a car door shutting, followed by heavy clumsy footsteps in the snow.

"Can y-you s-s-see who it is?" Dipper whispered, his small form shaking in the cold car.

"N-Nope."

There was a dull knock on Wendy's door and they looked over, only to gasp and smile wide, teeth chattering together. After a few minutes, a shovel dug away the snow around her door and it opened smoothly, an even colder breeze meeting their faces.

"Hey, dudes! Need some help?"

Soos, you're the greatest human ever to live. (This is probably why he carried that shovel with him in the first episode, other than for zombie fighting. My new headcanon :) )

This turned out longer than I imagined, oops. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed it!