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Gamelover41592- Thanks. I was pretty proud of it, so I'm glad you liked that.
Miss Tri- I liked that part too. In the advice bit, Wendy was talking more like five or ten years down the road, not just this summer and when they start school again. It doesn't happen that much anymore, but high school, and sometimes even middle school, sweethearts can make it work out in the end. That was what I was trying to go for during that scene. And don't EVER apologize for writing a long review. Don't get me wrong; I love the one-liners, but they don't really give you much. Reviews like the ones you are writing are what help people become better writers.
BobDob- I'm glad you liked that part. I know Willow didn't do much, but sometimes she doesn't fit, so you have to take what you can get. And you will start to get more coming up very soon. The real mystery is about to get revealed, and I can't wait for you guys to see what I have planned.
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Mabel's POV (July 12th)
Waddles and I looked over the window sill, watching as Grunkle Stan drove the golf cart on a tour of the forest. And with Grunkle Stan gone, Wendy off for the day, and Soos and my sibs out monster hunting or something, that meant…
"Finally, Waddles, we have the whole house to ourselves," I said, grabbing my pet pig. "What do you think? Dance party?" Waddles oinked. "I'm not hearing a no!"
I turned the open sign to closed, then cracked up the radio and yelled "PIG DANCE PARTY!" After the best 20 minutes of my, life, I face planted on the floor. Mabel Juice can only give you so much before you crash. Waddles came over and licked my fingers.
"Cuddle time!" I called, pulling Waddles into my lap. "Waddles can I tell you a secret? You're my favorite pig in the whole world…" I said, closing my eyes.
Someone tripped over me. "Mabel?" I sat up and saw Grunkle Stan on the ground next to me, glasses out of place and a stack of money in his hand. "What are ya doing on the floor?"
"Being cute and great!" I replied, squishing mine and Waddles' faces together. Waddles squirmed out of my arms and started chewing on Grunkle Stan's pants leg. He pulled his leg away and opened the door.
"Outside, NOW!" Grunkle Stan yelled. I picked Waddles up and held him behind me protectively.
"No! Grunkle Stan, it's not safe out there! There's predators, and barbequers!"
"That's just the natural order! It's not my fault your pig is potentially delicious," he said, closing the door anyway, but I was still pissed.
"He should be inside like a person!"
"People don't roll around in their own filth, except Soos…"
"And we're the lesser for it! Maybe we're the ones who should be put outside! Think about it!" I spun around and walked out of the gift shop, Waddles in my arms.
Willow's POV
"Today's the day. Thanks for coming along on this mission, Soos," Dipper said as the three of us got out of Soos' pick up. After last night, we had decided we all needed a distraction, so when the newspaper had come in, it was a no brainer.
Something had ripped the roof off of a police car, and the police force was worried about what it could do to a town that's mostly made of lumber. The problem was they didn't know what they were dealing with. We were going to try and get a picture and hopefully figure out how to make the creature stop causing problems.
"It's an honor dudes. Today I'm sweating from both heat and excitement!" Soos said as we climbed into the bed of his truck to get our gear. Soos took some camera's and pieces of rope up into the trees as Dipper and I started setting up the trap. As soon as we were done, we lifted the cooler up into the trees with us, just as Soos was done putting up the cameras.
"Is sap supposed to be this sticky?" Soos questioned as he tried to get the sap off his arms.
"If everything goes according to plan," Dipper said, ignoring Soos completely, "the creature will grab that steak, cross through the string, and set off the cameras."
"You excited?" I asked him. He nodded. One of the things he did when he was really nervous or scared or excited was recap what was going on or what the plan was, even though everybody involved already knew what the situation was.
"And nothing can go wrong!" Soos, who had not heard our exchange, held up his hand. The three of us high-fived each other, but then realized we had gotten stuck together.
"This was poorly planned," I said, reaching for the cooler, hoping the ice would-
We all hunched down as a roar and huge gust of wind came out of nowhere. When we stood back up, we realized two things. One: We had gotten separated. Two was that as far as we could see the plan had worked perfectly. The steak was gone and the trip wire had been cut. Now all that was left was to develop the film and see if we had gotten a clear picture of the creature.
Mabel's POV
I smiled as I finished the newest sweater I was working on. It was for Waddles and had my face on, matching the one I had made of him for myself. "Hey you!"
"Me?" I asked, looking at the TV. A man was holding a baby under his arm and trying to eat a slice of pizza with the other hand.
"Sick of constantly dropping your baby?" The voice over asked.
"Yes," the baby man replied before disappearing, the V.O. taking his place.
"Hi, I'm Bobby Renzobbi! And what you need is the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle!" The baby man came back, a bunch of babies in a blue thing on his chest.
"I can hold ten babies at once!" He said before disappearing again, Bobby coming back.
"I know what you're thinking: Does it work for pigs? Oh-oh yeah it does work for pigs, stupid! Feel your pig's heartbeat next to yours! IT WORKS FOR PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGS!" A giant pig nose popped up, oinking happily.
"Grunkle Stan! I'm off to get a Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle!" I yelled as I slipped Waddles' sweater over his head. There would be time to tie off the yarn later.
"Isn't knitting matching sweaters for that pig enough?" Grunkle Stan asked me, straightening his tie in the mirror.
"Nope," I replied, picking Waddles up. "Anyway, I need you to look after this little gentleman while I'm gone," I said, Waddles snapping at a fly.
"Not now kid. I got some tourists coming through," he said, finishing his tie. I put Waddles down and looked up to Grunkle Stan.
"I know you're not crazy about Waddles…"
"He's a fat, naked jerk," he interrupted.
"…But you do care about me. Promise you won't put him outside?" I tilted my head to the side and smiled. It always worked on Dad back home, and even though Grunkle Stan was a lot tougher, it worked like a charm.
"Fine, yeah, yeah. I promise," he said. At least I think he did. I was already running out the door, trying to get money out of my pocket. FOR WADDLES!
Willow's POV
"Now we wait," I said, stepping back. We had used old cameras to take the pics, so we needed to develop the film in a darkroom. I had set up my workshop so we could do that. It took about two minutes for the film to develop, but we were anxious and kept walking back and forth, checking on the pictures. Eventually, camera A's picture came out.
"It looks like a beak," Dipper said, turning the picture around and looking at it from different angles. I glanced away and saw camera B's starting to come through.
"Over here," I said, picking the photo up. "It's a wing! Camera C should have gotten the rest!" We ran over to where camera C was being developed. The image started to come through. It looked like a giant bird. I reached down to-
"Who wants victory nachos?" Soos asked, opening the door and letting light in, the image disappearing.
"NO!" Dipper and I yelled, me picking up the photo and Dipper glaring at Soos.
"Don't worry dudes. I only ate like a third of them. Half of 'em. I ate all of 'em dude!" Soos finished, turning the bowl over. Dipper grabbed the picture and shoved it into Soos' hands.
"I can't believe you man!" Dipper yelled as Soos looked at the now ruined image.
"Sorry dude. I just got so excited! Nachos cause excitement!" Soos insisted, giving me the photo back. I sighed, knowing it wasn't his fault, but still angry.
"No offense Soos, but you gotta be more careful. What are the odds we'll ever get another picture-"
We're from California, so we are no stranger to earthquakes. But earthquakes don't usually sound like a pro wrestler body slammed someone and last of half a second. Without saying anything, I grabbed one of the cameras and the three of us ran outside.
I ran through the doorway and onto the porch, the camera up, but stopped. At first glance, the creature looked like a giant bird, but that wasn't what it was. Somehow, it was a pterodactyl. Stan and the three of us watched as it flew away, red string trailing behind it for some reason. Then I realized I hadn't gotten a pic. "Dang it!" I yelled, shoving the camera into my jacket.
"Did you see that dude? That thing was a dinosaur, bro!" Soos said to Dipper, snapping him out of his trance.
"How is it possible that a dinosaur survived 65 million years?" Dipper questioned, always wondering why. Did it really matter? This town has A LIVE DINOSAUR living in it!
"Did you see it Mr. Pines?" Soos asked Stan. He just stood there. "Mr. Pines?"
"I-It-It took him," he whispered, still staring at the sky.
"Took who?" I asked.
"The pig! It took Waddles!" That thing had taken Waddles? Mabel was going to be-
"What did you say about Waddles?" Speak of the Devil. Mabel rode up on a bike, completely oblivious to what had happened. The four of us just stood there, only moving our eyes back and forth. "Whoa. Awkward silence," she realized, then added "BWAAAAH!
"Seriously, what's going on?" She asked, taking something out of the basket of the bike. "Why are you standing around all awkwardly? And where's Waddles?"
"Ummm…" Stan muttered pulling a stake out of the ground. "The good news is you're getting a puppy!"
"What happened?" she asked, her smile fading.
"Well, see, uh, when the, um-"
"Your pig got eaten by a p-terodactyl, bro!" Soos explained, although I seriously doubt the thing had eaten Waddles alive. Mabel, however, automatically assumed the worse.
"What?! Waddles? Waddles! How could this happen?" She marched over to Stan, accusation fixed in with the sadness in her face. "Grunkle Stan, you didn't put him outside?"
"What? No! I didn't put him anywhere! I'm not acting suspicious! YOU'RE acting suspicious! What's a pig?" I mentally face-palmed, knowing that had it been anyone besides Mabel, he would have been busted a long time ago.
"Then what happened?" Dipper asked, his look saying that he didn't believe Stan either.
"Uh, look, it went down like this, see? So there I was, in the living room, tenderly nursing him with only the richest of creams. When all of a sudden the creature burst through the door and took Waddles from me. So I said 'No dice cowboy!' and started punching him in the face! But he played dirty and took your pig with him. That really happened!"
For being a conman, Stan's a pretty bad liar. Mabel, however bought the whole thing, fake crying and all, hook, line, and sinker.
"Grunkle Stan, you tried to save him!" She said, giving him a hug.
"You fought that thing? I thought you didn't believe in the supernatural." Seriously dude? Now is not the time to be worried about whether or not Stan admits to this town being weird!
"Dinosaurs aren't magic; they're just big lizards! And I've told ya before, drop it with the whole magic thing," Stan said, Mabel pulling away from him.
"Oh Waddles," she said, looking at a photo of the two of them. I sighed and went into attack mode.
"No miracle dinosaur messes with this family. The five of us are gonna go out there, catch him, and save your pig! For Mabel, guys!"
"For Mabel!" Soos backed me up. Stan, of course, had to protest.
"But how do we even find the little guy?" Mabel looked around and her face lit up.
"We follow that!" She yelled, pointing to the red string. I shrugged; it would work as well as anything. We were about to go inside to get supplies when Stan had to be difficult again.
"Or, you know, we could just call it a day, maybe hit the pool haul or…" he trailed of as he saw us staring at him. With a lot of effort, he corrected himself. "Okay, yeah. Let's go… save Woggles!"
"Waddles," the four of us corrected.
"Him too," Stan said, the five of us going inside to gather anything we thought we would need for the mission.
Dipper's POV
Half an hour later, we were pretty much ready to go. We had filled the bed of a pick-up truck with supplies like rope, Willow's crossbow and bolts, and a cage to put the creature in. Willow and I both had a backpack with water bottles and snack bars. I had a lantern (flashlights get in the way of hand mobility), and Willow had GG Filbrick's Swiss-Army knife, and we each had a camera.
"All right!" Soos said proudly, finishing spray-painting PTERODACTLY MOBLIE on the side of the truck. "That p-terodactyl won't know what hit him," he added, pronouncing the p in pterodactyl.
"It's pterodactyl, man," I told him as he got on the ground, a strap in his hand.
"Actually, no one knows how to pronounce it because no one was alive back in dinosaur days, so-" The truck moved forward a few inches, Soos barley pulling his head out of the way in time. "Whoa! Almost ran over my own head there! Ha ha… Wow."
I turned to Mabel, who was cramming a bunch of stuff for Waddles into a backpack of her own. "Mabel, we've gotta talk. This is a pretty high-stakes mission and I'm a little worried about Soos coming along on this one. I love the guy, but sometimes," I lowered my voice a bit more, "he messes stuff up."
"What? Since when?" She asked me, swinging the backpack over her shoulders.
"The crystal ball… the window. Do you remember the fairy?" I pointed out. He had broken the first two, and he had killed the fairy with a flyswatter.
"I see your point. Let him down easy," she told me, walking over to help Willow do one last supply check. I walked over to Soos, who was babbling excitedly.
"This is so great! You and me bro. Best friends. Fighting, and potentially high-fiving dinosaurs…" He was not making this easy, but it had to be said.
"Soos, look. I, uh, I've gotta tell you something," I started, but he cut me off.
"Okay, but before you do, check out these matching shirts I made for us." He held out a giant shirt with very crude drawing of us on them. "Who's this guy right here?" He asked, pointing at me. "You! Totally you, dude. And these rays indicate friendship! So what did you wanna tell me again?"
"Uh… p-terodactyl here we come!" I said, sighing inwardly.
"Yes!" Soos yelled, jumping into the driver's side of the truck. I jumped into the shotgun seat, Stan and the girls climbing into the back. Soos started driving, the rolled down his window and yelled, "Bros before Dinos!"
Mabel's POV
Soos pulled up to an old church. There were holes in the walls and roof, and all the windows were missing, but that was where Waddles was, and I would have jumped into an active volcano if it meant getting him back. We all climbed out of the truck and grabbed our gear, then walked into the church.
"The red yarn leads to…" I looked up and saw two things. One: the yarn went into a large hole in the floor in front of the altar. Two: Sitting in a rocking chair on the altar was, "… Old Man McGucket?"
"Howdy friends!" He called, standing up and jumping over to us.
"What are YOU doing here?" Willow questioned, lowering her crossbow. Paranoid, much?
"You'll never believe me! Now I was doin' my hourly hootnanny," he started dancing "when this enormous wing-ly critter stole my musical spoons and flew lickety-split into the abandoned mines down yonder." We all looked into the hole as McGucket took Willow's crossbow and started examining it.
"Looks kinda hairy down there," Grunkle Stan said, pulling back.
"Come on Grunkle Stan, you can handle it! You punched the pterodactyl in the face, remember?"
"Oh yeah! Heh heh, I did do that, didn't I? Heh… heh heh heh…"
"My, what suspicious laughter," McGucket said, geting up in Grunkle Stan's face as best as he could before giving Willow her crossbow back. "Nice work with that 'un."
"Guys, we're going in," I announced, already looking for a place to tie the rope off on.
"Need someone to tag along and tell weird personal stories?" McGucket offered.
"No thanks." Grunkle Stan tried to shoot him down, but it didn't work. Five minutes later, we were all climbing down a rope we had tied to the piano that was in there. Soos was closest to the bottom, then it was Willow, Dipper, who was carrying a lantern over his shoulder, (he didn't even bring a flashlight?) me, Grunkle Stan, and McGucket, who was rambling away.
"…So there I am, fighting a raccoon for the same piece of meat, when our mouths get close and we kiss accidentally!" He finished, doing pretty well on the rope despite his cast.
"You can't take a hint, can you?" Grunkle Stan asked him.
"Nope!" He replied proudly. There was a ripping sound, and suddenly, all of us were screaming and falling. We landed on something semi-soft, then rolled down it and landed in a heap on the ground.
"Everyone okay?" Dipper asked, turning the lantern on. Aside from the air being knocked out of us, and the bruises that were sure to sting tomorrow, we were all fine. I stood up and started looking around.
The first thing we had landed on had been a giant, weird-looking mushroom, a bunch of others scattered around. In the middle of the cavern was a geyser. There were tunnels with tracks running through there, and a few mine cars stacked up in a corner. The others scattered around, looking at the plants.
"These plants look all Jurassic-y," Dipper announced. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Willow and McGucket cutting some of the smaller plants out and cramming them into her backpack/his hat.
"This little guy smells like battery acid!" Soos piped up, the plant coughing in his face. "Looks like I lost my sense of smell!"
I pulled a picture of me and Waddles out of my pocket. "Waddles, we're gonna find you. Guys! Let's keep moving!" I called behind me, putting the picture back. Dipper and Soos took the lead, me and Grunkle Stan behind them, Willow and McGucket bringing up the rear, talking to each other. From what I could get, McGucket was telling Willow about some of his old inventions. I smiled, glad Willow was-
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A T-Rex was bending down towards us, it's mouth open. One of Willow's bolts flew at it, but got stuck in something that was surrounding it.
"They're all trapped inside tree sap! That's how they survived 65 million years!" Dipper announced, all of us walking around. There were a bunch of different dinos, all surrounded by the sap.
"Guys, over here!" Willow called. Dipper, McGucket and I walked over. One of the sap blocks had a giant, pterodactyl-shaped hole in it. "The summer heat must be melting them loose."
"Dudes…" Soos called. We walked over and saw that another dino, I think a velociraptor, was slowly working one of its hands loose.
"Maybe we should keep moving," Dipper said, the four of them walking towards the tunnel. I doubled back to pick up Grunkle Stan, who was talking to himself about turning the cave into an attraction.
"This could be a gold mine!" He was saying, pointing to where he would put everything. "Velvety-rope type deal there, ticket booth here, HA! I should've put that pig outside ages ago!"
"Wait- what did you just say?" I asked, praying I had heard wrong.
"What's that?" He said, turning around, panicking slightly when he saw me.
"You said the dinosaur flew INTO the house," I reminded him, him panicking even more.
"No! Wait, uh, if you think about it-"
"You put Waddles outside then you lied to me about it!" I started crying, shocked that he would do that. "And now thanks to you, my pig could be dead! WADDLES COULD BE DEAD!" I started running through the tunnel, Stan chasing after me.
"Look kid, he's an animal! He belongs outside!" He yelled as we caught up to the others. I stopped and turned around to face him.
"No- that's it! Stanford Filbrick Pines, I am never speaking to you again!" I heard everyone gasp, and honestly, I was shocked at myself, but I didn't regret it. Out of all of us (excluding McGucket) I was the only one who went by their given name on a regular basis. This was the first time this summer any of us had called any of the others anything aside from their nick/shortened names, and that, plus the middle name, made it VERY clear how pissed I was.
"KID!" Stanford insisted.
"LA LA LA LA LA! I can't hear anyone! No one's talking to me!" I yelled, taking my hands down when I realized Soos had started talking.
"… Everything's gonna be fine. We just gotta keep following the yarn!" He announced, picking it up. There were five or six tunnels that we could choose from. "We just keep following and following and when we reach the end- uh oh." He had started raveling the string and the end of it had appeared in his hand. We all looked towards the caverns, no idea which one would lead to Waddles.
"Soos, you lost the trail!" Dipper yelled, walking up to him.
"Come on dude, we'll find our way. Trust me!" Soos clapped Dipper on the back, causing him to drop the lantern, breaking it, sending us into darkness. "Sorry dude."
"That is it! This is why I didn't wanna bring you along!" Dipper yelled, my eyes finally adjusting. Turns out, it wasn't as dark as I had been expecting. There was enough light to see that Willow and McGucket had grabbed the lantern pieces and were trying to fix it, and the hurt look on Soos' face was just… I'd have been fine not seeing it.
"What do you mean?" He asked cautiously.
"I mean this is really important to Mabel and you keep screwing everything up! You ruined the photograph, and now you've got us hopelessly lost!" Dipper yelled.
"But we're p-terodactyl bros! I made t-shirts!" Soos insisted.
"It's pronounced pterodactyl! And these shirts are useless, they're gicantic!" Dipper told him.
"I have a different body type, dude!" Soos yelled, the two of them starting to yell over top of one another. Stanford came up to me and started trying to explain why he put Waddles outside, but we just started yelling at each other too.
"GUYS!" Willow yelled, silencing us instantly. We looked up and saw that she and McGucket had fixed the lantern. They were standing face to face, but Willow wasn't looking at McGucket. We all screamed when we saw that the pterodactyl was standing right above him.
"What- what're we doin'?" He asked, oblivious to what was behind him.
"Behind you," Willow whispered, slowly aiming her crossbow. McGucket turned around and saw the creature, then slowly backed up and pushed Willow's crossbow down.
"Don't make any sudden movements or loud noises," he whispered to us. Like any of us would- "YEEHAW! We found a pterodactyl!"
The pterodactyl shrieked and all of us started running down a tunnel. Willow was trying to fire backwards, but running made it near impossible to get a clear shot. Eventually, the tunnel opened onto a ledge with mine car tracks leading to a giant nest in the middle of a chasm. We all hid behind some rocks, watching as the pterodactyl crawled through the tunnel and started circling the nest.
"We need a plan to get out of here," Dipper announced unnecessarily.
"Okay, okay," Stanford said, spewing out one of the dumbest plans I had ever heard. "How's about Mabel knits Soos a pig costume…"
"I like it," Soos interrupted.
"…And we use Soos as a human sacrifice!"
"I like it!" Soos approved.
"What do ya say Mabel?" I growled and turned away from him. "Come on kid. You can't Stop talking to me forever." That was true. There was only, I think, six weeks left before I never had to see him again.
"Mabel, we gotta work together here," Dipper told me, relighting his argument with Soos.
"You wanna work with Mabel and not your buddy Soos?" He asked, the three of them starting to argue with each other. It kept going until they got interrupted by a very familiar oinking.
"Did you hear that?" I asked, peering around the edge of the rocks. Sitting up and facing towards me in the nest was… "WADDLES!" I yelled, running out onto the tracks, the others trying to call me back. "Is someone speaking, because I can't hear anything!" I yelled as they started chasing me.
"Waddles!" I yelled, throwing my arms around him and cuddling. "I'll never lose you again! You're safe now," I insisted, grabbing the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle out of my backpack and putting it on him.
"Great, you got him! But we gotta get outta here!" Dipper whispered to me, although I didn't see what-
A giant shadow flew overhead, causing Waddles to freak out and run onto the track. He jumped onto Stanford, knocking him on his back. "Get off me ya dumb pig!" He yelled, holding Waddles up off his chest. The five of us who were in the nest looked up as the pterodactyl started screeching, diving towards Waddles.
"LOOK OUT!" Willow yelled, all of us screaming. The pterodactyl dove at Stan and Waddles, missing them by inches. It landed on the tracks, causing them to bend and knock the two of them into the chasm.
"Oh no!" "Waddles!" "Grunkle Stan!" "Mr. Pines!" All of us yelled, watching them fall. They bounced off a mushroom and hit the ground, but thankfully kept moving. The pterodactyl flew past them, then came back up to the nest, dropping Stan's fez next to our feet.
"Guys! We gotta save them!" I yelled, grabbing Stan's fez and putting it on my head as we all backed against the side of the nest.
"McGucket, do you have something that can distract the pterodactyl?" Willow asked him.
"Do I!" He announced, taking his hat off and rummaging through it. After a few seconds, he stopped and looked up. "Nope."
"Everyone quiet," Dipper whispered, holding his hand up. We all shut up and heard a sound like a cracking egg. Turns out, it WAS a cracking egg. The pterodactyl egg that was in the middle of the nest started cracking and wiggling, then fell on its side. The top came off and a baby pterodactyl popped out, focusing its eyes on us.
"Awww!" Willow and I said simultaneously. Willow may be a total creeper, but baby animals are her kryptonite.
"Welcome to the world little fell-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" McGucket had started walking towards the baby, who had discovered its appetite. It picked up McGucket and swallowed him whole. Soos, Dipper and I all screamed while Willow fell back against the nest, staring blankly at the baby.
"Wills, you okay?" I asked her. It took a lot to make her react like that, and I could tell this had shaken her more than it should have.
"Did that thing really just eat him alive? Cause that's just messed up!" She said, still not moving. The baby coughed up McGucket's hat, the clanging of metal finally bringing Willow out of it. She grabbed the hat (gross) just as the baby opened its mouth, McGucket peeking out.
"I'm okay!" He called happily, then added to Willow, "Anything you find in there is yours," before being swallowed back down. The three of us backed up to where Willow was crouching, already starting to sift through McGucket's hat.
"What do we do, what do we do!?" Dipper questioned. My plan was follow string, find Waddles, bring him home. The rest had been up to the others.
"There's nothing in here," Willow announced, slinging the hat over her shoulder.
"We have to get in a straight line," Soos announced, all of us looking towards him.
"What?" Dipper questioned, Soos starting to elaborate.
"The pterodactyl's eyes are so far apart that if you stand right in front of it, it can't see you," he explained. Made sense to me, but Dipper was still skeptical.
"Soos, you been wrong about stuff all day. How can we-"
"Dude, look," Soos interrupted. "I know I've messed up a lot. I can be sort of clumsy and it's not always as loveable as I think. But please, as my friend, just trust me on this." Dipper looked at us, then at the pterodactyl, then back to Soos and gave him one strong nod. "Get behind me dudes!"
We all stood up, trying to make ourselves as thin as possible. We made it onto the tracks, Willow in the lead, before the creature finally looked at us. I couldn't tell what it was seeing, but it didn't attack us, so I took that as a good sign. We had to change sides a few times when the creature turned its head, and there were a few close calls, but eventually we made it back to the other side. The baby turned around, and we all ran back to the rocks we had hid behind when we first came in here, sighing tiredly.
"Soos, you did it!" Dipper congratulated him. We all looked up when we heard a screech. The pterodactyl was circling around, someone sitting on its back. "Was that...?"
"Grunkle Stan?" I finished for him. Sure enough, Grunkle Stan was on the creatures back, punching it repeatedly. And on his chest was… "WADDLES!"
"He's punching it in the face!" Willow announced, all of us climbing out from behind the rocks.
"From hell's heart I stab at thee!" Grunkle Stan yelled, slamming both his fists into the creature's head, driving them down. The pterodactyl slammed into the side of the cliff, Grunkle Stan grabbing the edge. The creature fell into the chasm, Grunkle Stan pulling himself up. He had some major scratches on him, but looked fine aside from that. Waddles was still sitting in the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle on Grunkle Stan's chest, looking perfectly fine. Thank God they were both alive.
The others ran up to him, hugging and talking over each other a mile a minute. I walked up to them and they all got quiet, Grunkle Stan focusing on me. He walked over to me and took Waddles off his chest, handing him down.
"Here's you pig kiddo," he said, standing back up and cracking his back. I hugged Waddles and smiled at Grunkle Stan, forgiving him for putting Waddles outside in the first place.
"You saved him for me!" I told him as he took his fez back and put it on his head.
"Yeah, well, sometimes you just gotta…" he trailed off and peered over the edge of the cliff. "LOOK OUT!" He yelled as the pterodactyl climbed up. I put Waddles on the ground and we all started running back the way we came. We were able to gain ground, so the pterodactyl was a good ways behind us when we ran into the main cavern. It was then that we remembered that the rope had been cut.
"We're trapped!" Grunkle Stan yelled as the geyser went off. It actually went up through the hole in the floor.
"The geyser can shoot us back up!" Dipper yelled, all of us running into the geyser. We turned back to face the tunnel just as the pterodactyl showed up. "Come on, come on! Go, GO!" Dipper yelled at the geyser. The pterodactyl flew towards us, all of us screaming.
"BROS BEFORE DINOS!" Soos yelled, slamming his fists onto the side of the geyser. It erupted, the pterodactyl flying into the water. We flew up through the hole in the floor and made a new hole in the roof before falling back through. Waddles and I landed in the chandelier, Soos, Dipper and Willow popping out of a piano, Stan laying in a coffin, grabbing his heart. "Everyone okay?" Soos checked, reaching up to help me down.
"Yeah. Thanks buddy. That was amazing!" I said, as he put me on the floor. We all gathered around as the front part of the church collapsed in on its self, covering the hole in the floor. Willow walked over to the pile and dumped everything that was in McGucket's hat into her backpack, the put his hat on to of the pile before walking back out with us.
The three of them started talking to each other as I walked over to Grunkle Stan.
"I can't believe you did that for Waddles!" I told him, glad all of us could get along.
"Ah, well. I can't have my favorite niece not talking to me. And if I gotta leap onto a pterodactyl and punch it in the face, then that's what I gotta do."
"That's kinda sappy," I told him.
"W-what? That's how I feel!" He defended. I pointed to the hand he had just put in a glob of tree sap. "Oh yeah." He pulled his hand off the tree and stuck it on my face. I started laughing until Grunkle Stan said "Uh-oh" and we realized that his hand had gotten stuck to my face. He tried to pull it away a few times, but it didn't work, and we both started to scream.
Dipper's POV
Waddles, Stan and Mabel, now separated but still sappy, were asleep in the backseat. Willow had wanted to be alone in the bed of the truck, and we weren't about to stop her. Soos was driving and I was sitting in the shotgun seat, looking at my vest.
"Check it out! That thing destroyed my vest!" I said. When we were running out of the tunnel, the pterodactyl had bit my vest, pulling half of the back off. I reached through the whole and found a tooth. "Soos, look!" I said, holding it out.
"A real dinosaur tooth? That's awesome!" He told me, turning back to the road.
"Not as awesome as you saving us back there. Pterodactyl bros?" I asked, holding my fist out.
"Pterodactyl bros." He said as we fist bumped. "Hey! I pronounced it right that time."
"Think we need to worry about the rest of those dinosaurs?"
"Doubt it," he said, me realizing he was right. Even if they did get loose I knew that we could fight them. And anyway, if all the craziness came back at once, I think they would be the least of our concerns.
Yes, I know what you're thinking. Willow's real name is NOT Willow. It's open season on guessing, but I'm telling you all now, you will have to wait until Last Mabelcorn to find out. Even if you guess I right before-hand, nothing will be confirmed until then.
Now, this is the last chapter before the Q&A, and I'm typing this again; PLEASE send in more questions for the characters. You can ask anyone anything and it will be included. The only reason I have for not including a question is that it contains a spoiler for the future. Anyway, send in guesses, keep sending in questions, and I'll see you on the 15th.