Summerween Threesome
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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ANNOUNCEMENT!
I'M GETTING A BOOK PUBLISHED!
SUMMARY:
On the 13th day of the 13th month of the 13th year...magic will return to the world...and the streets will run red with the blood of the (semi)innocent...unless the world is saved by the most unlikely of hero's...baking cupcakes?!
The title is '13/13/13' and it'll be coming to a bookstore or E-Book site near you! Xilbris is the publisher, also available at Amazon, Inkitt and BarnesandNoble.
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"So Tambry's parent's REALLY shut down the party?" Asked Dipper in disbelief.
"Yeah. I know, Right? What's up with that? They were okay with us practicing S&M last year, but they go ballistic over spin the bottle THIS year? Seriously, what the heck?!" Exclaimed Wendy as she walked beside her friend
"Yeah...wait, you did WHAT last year?" Asked a flustered Dipper.
Wendy also went very red, "Nothing! Hey, look! Isn't that one of the landmarks on your map?" Pointed out Wendy, desperate to divert attention.
Wendy and Dipper were currently in the woods together. After Tambry's party was cancelled last-minute. Wendy found herself with no other plans and went to see if Dipper was up to something.
Desperate to impress his crush, Dipper had shown her a map in her journal that showed the way to the '月餅樹 Geppeijyu' (AKA the Moon Cake tree). A mystical tree that grew heavenly sweets only ONCE a year beneath full moon on Summerween night.
He'd originally not planned on going to it, As the trip took a person deep into the enchanted woods. It was a long trip that would take most of the night. Since that cut into valuable trick-or-treating time, Dipper knew Mable wouldn't go for it.
However, in his haste to please Wendy he'd jumped to show her it...in addition to forgetting to TELL Mable where he was going before they left the Shack...
Dipper had originally worried about ruining his night of trick-or-treating with his sister...but Wendy was so good at navigating the forest and so physically fit...they were making great time! At this rate they'd get the tree harvested and back before Mable worried no problem!
Little did Dipper know...there was a flaw in his plan...
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WHERE ARE YOU DIPPER?!
SUMMERWEEN IS RUINED WITHOUT YOU!
Sobbed Mable as she banged her head against the wall over and over again...
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What? No, not that. I'm talking about how the two were currently being stalked by PACIFICA.
'Yeah, you keep enjoying yourself Pines boy. Let's see how great the night is for you when your little read haired floozie sees the REAL you.'
She'd been aching for revenge since he'd exposed her ancestor as a fraud. True, with her family's wealth they'd been able to cover it up no problem...but simply the fact he'd DARED try to defy her, try to ruin her! I made her... Well...not angry...more confused? Anyway, as he father would put it... 'when in doubt, hurt those lesser then you'...so she'd planned on doing just that.
But she'd been at a loss on HOW to do it. They didn't run in the same social circle- they barely saw each other -so she couldn't 'run into him' and ruin his day, he didn't really live in Gravity Falls so she couldn't have him evicted or his parents fired, she couldn't even ruin his social life since he didn't really have one!(it was either stay in house reading books, exploring the woods or abandon mines, or hanging out with that big breasted Corduroy slut...why couldn't he just eat poptarts and play pokemon like other boys? There were hundreds of ways she could hurt him then!)
She was about ready to tear her hair out in frustration...And then that fiasco at the fair occurred.
And there she'd gotten...well, she'd gotten sent to the hospital after that stupid chicken nearly scratched her dang eyes out! But more importantly she'd gotten what she needed to hurt Dipper's relationship with that skank!
She'd followed him around some more waiting for the right chance. She'd had an opportunity at the arcade, but blew it getting more evidence...but now another opportunity was rearing it's adorable head and she was grabbing for it!
CHOMP!
Much like the snake was grabbing for her arm...
Pacifica screamed as she ended up falling down a nearby hill while the snake proceeded to bite her multiple times. Fortunately for her, Wendy was in the middle of loudly hacking some foliage out of their path, so they didn't hear her...
...later...
"Woooooow." Said both Dipper and Wendy in awe.
There it was...the MOON CAKE TREE. So many succulent, radiant treats...GLOWING in the moonlight...just waiting for them to take it!
All that stood in the way...was the fact it was on top of a shear cliff...
"You sure you don't want me to do this?" Asked Wendy as she threw a grappling hook to the cliff while Dipper attached the other end of the rope to his tool belt.
"Sorry, but apparently they needed to be plucked a certain way. So unless you want an hour-long lecture on herbology..." He trails off playfully.
"Hard pass." Said Wendy flatly with a knowing smirk.
Dipper blushes a bit as the smirk, but coughs and continues. "Okay, but seriously though. The author warns that the winds can get CRAZY strong here. So when I tug the rope three times you need to lower me enough so the cliff shields me from the wind. Got it?"
Wendy nods and begins to hoist Dipper up...
As soon as Dipper is at the tree, his mouth starts to water. The simple presence of the sweets is enough to make you salivate it seems...
Wiping his mouth off, he begins the long, arduous extraction process...
This process was not helped by Dipper constantly needing to signal Wendy to lower him down to find cover when the wind picked up.
But despite these annoyances, they were getting the job done and at a good speed too!
So of course...
Wendy was holding the rope when a crazy sight came from the bushes.
Pacifica Northwest had clearly seen better days; she had bite marks all over her, she had a bird nests equivalent of twigs in her hair and her once pristine designer clothes looked more like rags then anything.
If Wendy was being honest, she was fairly neutral toward the Northwest family. True, some of her older relatives would sometimes whisper of a 'family feud'...but considering how her father was a raving Northwest fanboy...how bad could it have really been?
True, the twins had told her how much of a brat she was...but really, they'd never interacted with each other...so it was hard to gain any true animosity...so she essentially gave the matter the same approach she gave most of the things she had no time for...teenage apathy...
This didn't stop her from laughing like a loon at the 'heiresses' condition...
Pacifica glared, "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up ginger. You think your top of the world with your little boy-toy wrapped around your large melons-
"Wait, what?" Asked Wendy confused.
-but all the agony I've suffered the past hour or so will be worth it just to get you off your dang high horse."
"Me? On my high horse? Uh, hey Blondie. The kettle called, your BLACK." Snarks Wendy with a chuckle.
Pacifica's eye twitched at being zinged, "Will you JUST watch this." Said Pacifica irritably as she handed Wendy her phone.
"Huh, what's this? Hey I remember this! This was when me and Dipper went to the fair together!" She says happily as she watches the video. "Ha! This is when- She frowns, "Hold on...what the..." She continues watching puzzled... "Hold on, that's not how- Her expression grows increasingly baffled as she haphazardly ties the rope to a nearby branch so she can grasp the phone with both hands to watch it better... "WHAT THE HECK!?" She shouts angrily as a vindicated Pacifica smiles...
Both girls were so fixated on the phone...neither noticed the rope...and how it was moving...more and more frantically...
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A minute or so before Pacifica showed up. A blissfully unaware Dipper was on the final stage of harvesting the treats. It had been hard work for several hours but he was nearly done! Just a few more branches...
And then Dipper heard the tell-tale whistle of the wind picking up. Not worried, he promptly tugged the rope three times and waited to be lowered down to safety...and waited...and waited...
Starting to panic a little as the wind started to gain strength, he frantically tugged it three more times- nothing -he tugged AGAIN- still NOTHING! -Dipper was really starting to get frantic now! The authors illustrations showing how badly you could get mangled up here flashing across his eyes!
"Uh, Wendy? HELLO?! Kinda need you here!" Exclaimed Dipper in panic as he frantically just kept yanking the rope over and over...
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"What the...is that Rumble McSkirmish!? I just- WHAT IS THIS?!" Exclaimed Wendy both baffled and increasingly aggravated...while a sadistic Pacifica looked on gleefully...
Neither noticed the now forgotten rope as it was being jerked back like crazy...nor it slowly beginning to unravel as a result...
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Seeing that help wouldn't be forthcoming, Dipper tried to brace himself for the oncoming gale storm-
He was swung about like a hapless wind-chime, suddenly his hat nearly came off and Dipper instinctively grabbed it-
FWUP!
-which proved to be a mistake as this distraction allowed his shirt to be caught in the breeze and flap over Dippers head. Not only did the added drag send him spiraling farther away, but it also obscured his face causing him to panic more AND drop all his hard earned treats...
His shirt and hat flying off, Dipper FINALLY sees just in time to grab onto a nearby boulder to stable himself...
Dipper breathed a sigh of releif, sadly this respite was poorly timed for at the same moment down below...
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Wendy didn't know what to feel right now...angry? Concerned? Disturbed? Heck, Half of this she didn't even know WHAT it was! Let alone what to feel about it!
Wendy ignored Pacifica's sadistic smirk as she centered on her own musings, 'Well, if nothing else. Dipper has some serious explaining to- Wendy's eye's pop out in shock.
"Crap! Dipper!" She screamed, she'd forgotten all about him! She turned around just in time to see the rope completely unravel!
"CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!CRAP!" She screamed as she grabbed it.
Pacifica, meanwhile was looking on confused at was happening...and maybe a little worried?
Wendy tried to adjust it and pull Dipper to safety...but it was stuck?
Wendy turns to Pacifica, "Don't just stand there! Help me pull! If we don't get Dipper down quickly, he'll be smashed to pieces!"
Pacifica hesitated...conflicted...before giving a resigned sigh and dashing over to help.
As much as she hated Dipper...that didn't means she wanted him DEAD...ESPECIALLY in a situation like this where she'd probably be the prime murder suspect!
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Sadly, the girls had poor timing. They started to pull just as a scared out of his wits Dipper was recovering from nearly dying.
Believing the frantic pulling on his shorts was yet another gust oh insane wind, Dipper clung to the boulder for dear life.
Panicking at being unable to pull him down, the girls PULLED with all their might!
Scared out of his wits as the 'wind' grew stronger, Dipper clung tot he boulder so fiercely, that his fingers began to bleed!
Indeed, no matter how they pulled, Dipper's grip could not be broken!
CRACK!
The flimsy, worn down ledge that was barely holding the boulder up on the other hand...
GAH!
Not so much...
Dipper, Wendy and Pacifica screamed. The former because the boulder sent him plunging to the ground while the later found themselves pulled to the sky at a break-neck speed.
Things became a bit of a blur after that-
CRASH!
Wendy smashed head first into the branches; she, branches, the rope, her shirt becoming hopelessly tangled...
GAH!
Screamed Pacifica, the sudden crash had knocked her loose! desperate to arrest her fall she grabs Wendy's pants-
GAH!
Dipper meanwhile also screams in pain as his grip is finally ripped from the still falling boulder as he gets the mother of all wedgies...
RIP!
Went BOTH Dipper's shorts and Wendy's pants and underwear at the same time...
But both were too busy to care-
GAH!
Dipper's falls now that he has nothing to keep him up and a panicked Wendy is too busy trying to untangle herself from the branches-
RIP!
Which happens at the cost of her shirt and bra...
OOF!
Grunted Dipper as he hit the ground, thankfully he hadn't been too far off the ground when he'd broken free. So it wasn't as bad of a fall as it could've been-
CRASH!
-Or at least, it WOULDN'T have been so bad if Wendy and Pacifica hadn't just landed on top of him...
But despite Dipper's pain, it at least softened what would've been a very bad landing for the girls...so that's something at least...
All three groaned...as they slowly made their way tot heir feet...as they rubbed the stars from their eyes...they saw each other-
GAH!
YOUR NAKED!
Screamed a mortified Dipper and Wendy as the saw each other naked and quickly looked away-
GAH!
WERE NAKED!
They both shouted as they saw thjeir own nudity and tried to cover themselves-
Despite her bruises and clothes becoming little more then soiled scraps, Pacifica happily laughed at there misfortune-
poof
-which was of course universe que to decide her damaged clothes were due to fall part completely into useless tatters...leaving her just as nude as the rest.
Pacifica went bright red as she covered herself...the smug smirks of the other two were NOT helping...
"SHUT IT!" She snapped angrily before they could say anything...
at that point Dipper's hat floats tot eh ground on a downdraft, which Dipper uses to quickly cover himself...
"Right...so...we all go our separate ways, call it a night, head home, go to bed and NEVER speak of this again...deal?" Said a mortified Dipper awkwardly
"Deal." Said both girls flatly. As much as Wendy needed to talk to Dipper...it could wait until she was CLOTHED.
"Oh, your going somewhere alright..."
The reluctant trio shivered as the temperature dropped a dozen feet, but they're blood went like ice as they beheld before them-
"But it ain't bed."
-the one and only SUMMERWEEN TRICKSTER.
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