George and Mabel's Date

SUMMARY: George takes Mabel on a date and gives her a gift.

MAIN CHARACTERS: George Grand and Mabel Pines

George was combing through his dark blonde hair, trying to make sure his small tufts stayed plastered to his head by putting some hair gel on it.

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. This was honestly a first major date with Mabel alone. George actually couldn't believe that Dipper actually beat him to it with taking a girl out alone… it was Dipper Pines for God's sake, one of the most awkward people ever.

George was wearing a nice looking dark green sweater that had a turtle neck. Of course it was a sweater made by Mabel, and it was very warm during the chilly fall weather. He was also wearing a pair of black dress pants with nice black dress shoes.

Once he was ready he was heading towards the Mystery Shack, his heart pounding in his chest. He really hoped when he knocked on the door it would be Mabel, or Ford, or even Dipper to answer the door. George always felt extremely uneasy if Stan was the one who did. When he approached the door it was already opening, and of course it was Stan Pines.

"Oh, oh, lookie here," Stan grumbles, his maroon fez sitting proudly on his silver head of hair. He gives an annoyed expression and calls out behind him, "Mabel, sweetie, George is here!" He then gives a hard brown gaze to the young man that stood before him. "Look pal, if anything happens, and I mean anything, I swear I'm going to make you wish you never messed with the Pines family!" he growls lowly.

George stood stiff as a board, sweat beading on the back of his neck.

"Grunkle Stan!" Mabel then shouts. "C'mon, stop threatening him!" She then pushes her way between Stan and the doorway, her giving her great uncle a hard glare, hands on her hips. She was wearing a bright magenta sweater dress, no doubt knitted by her, and George could see that there was a design of a sunshine colored heart with a shooting star in the center. She also wore black leggings and pink ballet flats, a yellow headband accenting against her pine wood colored brown hair.

Stan raises his hands defensively. "No, uh, I wasn't, Pumpkin, honest!" he stammers nervously.

Mabel then gives Stan a hug, her arms wrapping around his torso. "That's right!" she tells him a little mischievously. "You be nice, Grunkle Stan!" She then leaves the doorway and goes to stand next to George and she grabs his hand, making George nervously glance at Stan as if saying that it wasn't his plan for her to grab his hand. "See you later!" she calls out as she drags George off the porch of the Shack and runs off on the path.

"I BETTER BE!" Stan screams from the doorway, his fist in the air shaking. He was suddenly dragged inside by both Dipper and Ford, them giving a wave as the door shuts.

As George and Mabel walked on the path into the woods she tells him, "I'm so sorry about that…" her face was flushed with embarrassment.

George gives her hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay, Mabel, I know he's just being protective of his favorite niece," he whispers to her.

She gives him a brilliant smile. "So… where are we going?" she asks him as the sun begins to set beyond the trees, a faint orange glows spotting through the changing leaves.

"I figured we can walk through the woods for a little bit," George says a little nervously. Soon the two came across small clearing, a picnic was set up.

Mabel gasps, "Ah, George! You scallywag!" She then playfully punches him in the shoulder, causing him to rub where she hit him. "This is so cute!" she then exclaims as she walks to the placed blanket on the forest floor. The blanket was a pale blue, a contrast the green grass. Sitting on the blanket was a small basket that had some glass soda and a couple of cling wrapped sandwiches.

The couple sits on the blanket just as the sun finished setting, the clearing becoming dark. Soon glows of light began appearing, first they were a pale white but soon became a rave of colors dancing against the darkness of the sunless world. The colors flew into the trees, making shadows dance through the leaves.

Mabel's eyes were wide in awe, the light reflecting off of them. She watched as the lights twinkled and sparkled across the air before her, seeing them as small round particles. As she watched she asked, "Do you know what they are?"

"Dipper explained to me that they are 'Elemental Particles'," George enlightens. "Which according to Ford's research is that these Elemental Particles help with the balance of Mother Nature. If they feel the soil is too dry then the main water elementals will travel to the sky to trigger the water cycle to make it rain. I guess the supernatural and science really go hand in hand…"

"That's why my nerdy brother and uncle love it so much," Mabel giggles. "These are very pretty… so why are they doing a light show?"

"You know the Northern Lights?" he asks her, giving a slight grin.

"Yes!"

"They help with that too… so once a month they do a small Northern Light show here for like a practice."

Mabel gives him a hug. "These are so pretty! I love it!" she exclaims, her bubbly voice spreading a warm feeling in his chest.

"I'm glad you think so," he says honestly. "I didn't know how you really reacted to supernatural stuff since… you know…"

"I live with a scientist that does nothing but study them, a brother who is obsessed with them despite what a happened, a conman that uses it to make a quick buck, and I live with demonic Grimm cat," Mabel listed each reason with her fingers, her rolling her eyes in the process. "I don't mind it, silly, I think it's awesome, I just go with the flow mostly." She then gives a slight shrug.

George's face blushes a deep red, thinking that she looked adorable as the rainbow of lights danced around her. He then goes into the basket and he grabs a wrapped gift. George then takes a deep breath and hands Mabel the gift. The gift was in a rectangular box, the wrapping paper a shimmering pink with a bright purple bow.

Mabel gently takes the box, her giving a confused look. She gingerly unwraps the paper, revealing a pearl white colored box. Slowly with shaking hands she opens the box, revealing what looked like a handmade necklace. There was a metal clasp attached to a black cord, and a heart shaped locket was hanging from the cord. The locket was hand engraved of a shooting star, the name "MABEL" in the center of the star, looking messy and cramped on the star. She then opens the locket, inside on one side was a minimized picture of the photo the people of the wheel took the first day of school, everyone looking happy and at peace, both Dipper and Mabel in the front holding each other's hand with huge smiles on their faces. On the other side was a poem.

A woman that stands high and mighty like a tree of Pine~

Who is oh so sweet and kind~

You will never see her heart falter or whine~

Her beautiful spirit keeps everyone together in an eternal bind~

She will always no matter what be at her friends' and family's side~

Her smile is the brightest light to be seen near and far~

Her name is Mabel Pines and we will never divide~

Because she will always be my Shooting Star~

Mabel looks up from the poem in the locket, her eyes brimming with tears. "D-did you write that?" she asks, her lip quivering.

George gives a smile. "Literally took me days to think of it… and it took me a little bit to engrave the locket…" he honestly told her. "I'm not the best writer… do you like it…?"

She throws her arms around him and kisses him. "I don't like it, I love it!" she whispers to him as her arms went tighter around him. "Thank you…"

"You're welcome, Mabel."

"I love you…"

George's face turns such a deep red he thought he was going to pass out. He tightens his arms around her, burying his burning face into her brown hair.

"I love you too…"

A/N: Very short chapter, sorry about that! Dipper and Pacifica had a date, so George and Mabel needed theirs!

Thanks for reading as always!

~Skye Hendersen~