"Alright party people... and Dipper." Said Stan to everyone in the shack causing Dipper to frown. "Let's talk business. Soos, because you'll work for free, and you begged, I'm lettin' you be DJ."

"You won't regret it, Mr. Pines. I got this book to teach me how to DJ R-R-Right!" replied Soos cheerfully as he held up the dj book.

"Not encouraging." Deadpanned Stan before turning to Mabel and throwing her a guitar that she less than smoothly caught. "Mabel, you'll be the star of the party. I want you to light up this party, so here's the cheapest electric guitar money can buy."

"What?! Grunkle Stan! Mabel's sick! She can't-" Dipper complained before Stan cut him off.

"She'll be fine. Just look at her." Said Stan pointing at Mabel.

"*Cough* how do you say *cough* I'm the star of the party in Spanish? Hehehe. I'm gonna yell that at the party." Muttered Mabel cheerfully.

""Soy la estrella de la fiesta"" said Dipper and Stan nonchalantly in union.

Both Pines froze upon noticing what just happened as Soos and Wendy stared at them in surprise.

"You two doods know Spanish?" Asked Soos cheerfully.

"It's a long story." Said Dipper shyly scratching the back of his head.

"Yeah, now quit getting on our case. We have work to do." Said Stan changing the subject. "Wendy, you'll handle the ticket booth. Dipper, you handle the drinks."

At that moment, a conflict spurred inside Dipper's head. Does he stay and make sure Mabel doesn't get more sick or accidentally spill the secrets of the universe or does he ask Stan to change his duty to go and hang out with his crush?

Mabel snapped him out of the dilemma and gave an answer to his problem with a dumb question. "Double Dipper, doppelganger? Is the doppel part of doppelganger related to the word double or do they just sound similar? And what's with gang? Is it because you're a *cough cough* gang now with your double? A doppelgang?"

Right! He could clone himself with copier in Stan's office and have the clone watch over Mabel!

It was perfect!

xxXxx

"Woah. Six Dippers!" Exclaimed Mabel cheerfully.

Dipper stared at his sister in concern. "Mabel, there are only two of me right now."

"Maybe we should put her in bed." Added the clone Dipper.

"Maybe you're right, Tyrone." Said Dipper narrowing his eyes.

"NO!" Exclaimed Mabel immediately as she glared at the Dippers.

Dipper sighed before Tyrone patted him on the back.

"I'll take care of her." He said tiredly. "Just don't mess it up with Wendy."

Dipper nodded before donning a determined expression as he pulled out a huge list of things to do to get Wendy.

It was now party time.

xxXxx

"Ugh, why does everything look like a lightsaber?" Asked Mabel in a dizzy tone as she played the electric guitar rather well with Soos's music.

"I'll go get you some water." Said Tyrone patting Mabel on the back before leaving.

Mabel stared at nothingness absentmindedly as Tyrone never returned.

Snapping her out of her trance was someone yelling at Soos. A blonde girl that part of her knew.

"Pacifica." Muttered Mabel with a deep frown under her facemask. She knew what the blonde was doing and was about to stop it.

She approached the blonde in a state unfit for any rational thought with a guitar in hand.

"Honestly, who's gonna compete against me? Fork girl? Lizard lady?" Said Pacifica to Soos.

"Hey, *cough* what do you think you're *cough* doing?" Asked Mabel angrily.

"Taking what's mine of course." Replied Pacifica crossing her arms.

"If you want whatever that pointy thing is, you have to go through me..." said Mabel narrowing her eyes. "*Cough*"

Pacifica and her two goons burst into laughter at Mabel's challenge.

As Mabel started hallucinating and seeing everyone as goofy animals, she turned to the crowd and yelled with her sore throat.

"Hey people! Do you really think she deserves whatever that is? A blonde jerk who bursts in thinking they're the life of the party? Someone who I swear, from a distance I could mistake for at least four different people. The most generic trope of a blonde queen bee rich bully ever. More creativity was poured into that racoon over there than her!" Mabel said pointing at old man Mcgucket. "And your parents train you with a bell, Pacifica!"

Everyone gasped at Mabel's insults, but before Pacifica or her friends could say anything Mabel continued.

"And then we have background characters A and B! I bet twenty bucks none of you can even name these two!" Mabel yelled glaring at Pacifica's goons.

"Oh please, you talk like you're special. What do YOU have that I don't?" Asked Pacifica angrily.

Mabel removed her hood and facemask then held up Stan's cheap guitar and got ready to play. "I have a sore throat, I'm super dizzier than a tortato and everything looks wrong! But this party goes til I fall, so make up your own lyrics to this song!"

And without skipping a beat, Mabel let a guitar solo that caused everyone to cheer. Some people here even go on to make a Mabel fanclub.

Alas, it didn't stay that way for long as Mabel soon collapsed from overworking herself.

xxXxx

"*Sigh* I'm sorry, Mabel." Said Dipper as a half unconscious Mabel held his arm tightly as she layed sick in bed. "I got so focused on Wendy. I left when you needed me."

"Nghhh." Grumbled Mabel tiredly.

Dipper went silent as he stared at his twin dejectedly. The world around them had similarities to the tv show Mabel saw and she proved it. Was it even possible that the ones making the show would put him in a relationship with Wendy?

"I don't have a chance with Wendy, do I?" Asked Dipper dejectedly.

"Nuh-uh." Muttered Mabel tiredly as she drifted into sleep.

In one timeline, this wouldn't be the end for Dipper's obsession with Wendy. But here...

Dipper gave up.

xxXxx

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