Dipper and Mabel were sitting in the gift shop, both were doing their own thing as Dipper focused on reading what he could in the journal. Mabel was just spinning on the globe next to him, her arms stretched out to imitate a copter.

He blinked as he turned to address his sister, "hey Mabel, do you believe in ghosts?"

Mabel reached down with her foot, sliding it along the bar that held the globe in place in order to stop herself from spinning so she could give her brother her attention. "Haven't seen proof, so my belief is ca-poofed."

Dipper snorted at her Mabel-ness. "Well guess what! According to the journal, ghosts are real, and there are several categories that they are sorted into."

Before Dipper could continue to explain, Stan walked into the shop and began to give out orders. "Okay, I have a couple things I gotta do, so I need you knuckleheads to remember to clean the toilets."

Soos and Wendy each saluted with serious faces, Soos responded with "you got it Mr. Pines."

At the same time Wendy said, "not a chance."

The man snorted, "I should fire you." Stan stopped smiling as he walked out to do what he had planned, which was left a mystery to the rest of them.

Wendy smiled as she watched Stan walk out then turned to the twins. "Hey, you guys wanna check out something cool?"

Mabel was all smiles as she nodded, Dipper suspected she purposefully avoided saying 'see something cool' because she knew he would make a joke out of it. Wendy spoke she began to walk towards the corner, "over here, there is the ladder to the roof. I am always sneaking up here to chill out, and ditch work."

The twins both realized that Wendy was going into detail instead of doing the whole reveal and saying the 'tada' for Dipper's sake. Both rather appreciated that, it was refreshing to have a considerate friend.

Soos sounded nervous as he spoke up, "I don't think Mr. Pines would like us going up there."

Before Wendy could mess with Soos, Dipper spoke up. "Honestly, Stan comes off as a guy that wouldn't care as long as he isn't sued for whatever reason, and as long as we are careful not to get ourselves hurt. The latter reason would mostly be due to the fact we can't work if we're injured."

"While I agree, I would be remiss if I don't defend our Grunkle." Mabel scoffed, "Stan does love us, and I am sure cares for our safety."

"I never said he wouldn't care," Dipper said, "just that he would be upset that we couldn't work."

Wendy nodded. "Wise arguments, but all I'm really hearing is that you guys want to check out the roof with me."

"Yes," Dipper said, without hesitation.

"I don't know if that's a good idea bro" Mabel said.

"It's fine Mabel," Dipper said "Wendy will be there and I'm sure she'll keep me from getting too close to the edge."

"Definitely" Wendy promised. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

Mabel hesitantly smiled, "alright. I guess we should be safe as long as we don't goof around too much."

The three went and started to climb up the ladder to the roof, Dipper didn't have much trouble with it despite his sister's concerns. Although she really got nervous as they got onto the roof, looking down at the lawn from up there, somewhat reminding the girl of when people would try to trip Dipper down a flight of stairs.

Wendy, after taking slight notice of Mabel being nervous, letting Dipper take her arm and leading him to the cooler she had, stocked with some soda and snacks. "I understand that you can't enjoy the view buddy, but it is rather relaxing and breezy up here." Wendy hummed slightly as she looked at the roof, thinking a bit, "just avoid going four feet from the cooler, and you should have no worries about stepping off accidentally."

As Dipper nodded, he checked in the cooler and pulled out three sodas as he handed one out towards where he just heard Wendy from. Then passed one to his sister, he pulled out his cane and used to figure out the layout of the patch of roof. Finding exactly where the edges and pieces of furniture were, then he put it away.

"If we come out during a sunset/sunrise I can kind of see the colors." Dipper took a sip of the can, before a thought hit him. "Did you bring all this stuff up here?"

"I'll keep that in mind," Wendy said "and yes, I did. I may or may not sneak up here during work, all the time… everyday."

She picked up a pinecone from the bucket she kept next to the cooler, "I got a bucket of pinecones" she explained "I like to throw them at a target I stuck to the top of the totem pole."

"Cool" Dipper said and Wendy taught Mabel how to throw stuff in a way that she would always hit her target.

After about fifteen minutes there was the sound of a car horn honking. "Sweet," Wendy said, "it's my friends. Can you two cover for me so I can ditch work early?"

"Sure!" Dipper said, just a tad too quickly.

"Thanks" Wendy said, then jumped off the roof, using the trees to slow her descent to the ground and hopped into the van where her friends were waiting.

"Woah" Mabel said, sounding a bit in awe.

"What happened?" Dipper asked and Mabel quickly explained "Wendy is so cool."

Mabel giggled "looks like someone is in love!"

"What?!" Dipper tried to protest "no! I just think she's cool, okay? It's not like I stay up at night thinking about her."

—-

That night Dipper stared blankly up at the ceiling, unable to sleep as there was one thing on his mind. "Oh no" he said, realization coming to him.

He liked Wendy.

—-

The next day, as everyone was busy with their chores in the gift shop, Mabel randomly shouted for a random dance party. And while everyone was doing their own little jig, Wendy noticed Dipper sitting off to the side. "Yo Dippy, why aren't you joining us man?"

Dipper shifted a little uncomfortably as he spoke. "I don't do dancing, not a part of my resume, a road I shant tread upon."

Mabel giggled as she danced closer to him. "But you have, I remember how mom got you to do the Lamby Lamby dance when you were younger, though she did stop teaching you dances when you started wearing glasses. She was always so paranoid about you bumping into things and getting hurt."

Dipper sighed in frustration, though he was now glad his mother stopped, her reasoning had always bugged him. He was going blind, not losing a foot, while it would have been harder he could have learned the dances. While he was glad she stopped, she should have given a better reason. Him going blind is not a good enough reason to stop teaching him stuff.

Wendy winced, realizing her attempt to involve Dipper in their fun, sort of brought up some bad memories, if the look on her friend's face was anything to go by.

"Well, no one is here to assume you will hurt anyone or cause any destruction." She said "If something does break, we can just blame a tourist, can't imagine how often that excuse has saved my butt." This got a chuckle from the two, though Wendy had to ask, "so, about this lamby dance?"

Dipper groaned as Mabel giggled and pulled out a picture of Dipper as a toddler in an adorable lamb costume, giving Wendy the full story of the lamby dance. Wendy resisted laughing out loud, though she did smile and ruffle Dipper's hat. "You were seriously the most adorable kid I have ever seen."

The boy's face went bright red and found himself unable to process a thought, much less speak. Thankfully the cuckoo clock went off before he was forced to. "Sweet," Wendy said, "quitting time. The gang's waiting for me."

Mabel then got the bestidea ever "can we come with you?"

"Mabel" Dipper hissed, embarrassed.

"I don't know…" Wendy said "my friends can be pretty intense. You think you can handle them?"

"Sure we can!" Mabel said.

Wendy laughed "alright, I like your moxie. Let me go grab my stuff."

Dipper pulled his sister aside "Mabel," he hissed "what are you doing?"

The girl giggled "come on bro-bro, this is your chance to get close to Wendy."

"Really?" Dipper asked "I woulda thought that you would be nervous over the idea of me being close to teenagers."

Mabel waved the concern away, "they're Wendy's friends. I'm sure they're really nice."

Dipper didn't want to admit it but he was anxious, he had bad experiences with older kids in the past and still found himself lucky to find someone like Wendy. He wanted to make an excuse to stay home but he knew that once Mabel got an idea in her head she wouldn't stop until it was completed. Plus, their parents would be delighted to find out that not only were they hanging out with other kids, but also that Mabel was letting up on some of her overprotectiveness.

"Okay…" He reluctantly agreed. Even as he pulled out his cane and clutched it tightly in his hands.

—-

All three members of the shack stepped out to greet Wendy's friends, they found two boys helping a third stand on his hands while a fourth boy was throwing some kind of candy at his belly while a teen girl sat by the car while looking at her phone.

Wendy smirked and mouthed 'watch this' to her friends as she grabbed a green candy and threw it, nailing the chubby boy right in the belly button. As the boys looked over to see them, the two holding the chubby boy raised their hands and shouted "Wendy!" This meant they let go of their friend and allowed him to flop face down into the ground, though he did get right back up and joined the others in greeting them.

"Hey guys." Wendy waved back as she led the twins over, "these are my co-workers from the shack, they're staying for the summer and wanted to hang out with some cool kids, so I figured I would let them tag along." She turned to the twins "these guys are my friends, we have Lee and Nate, Thompson, he once ate a run over waffle for five cents."

Thompson blushed as he spoke up, "don't tell them that."

"Then over here, we have Tambry, and last but not least, we have Robbie. You can probably guess what his deal is." Wendy finished her introductions as if Thompson hadn't spoken.

Robbie smirked as if he was the coolest one there, "yeah, I'm the guy that painted the water tower."

The twins raised a brow as they spoke at the same time. "Oh, you mean the muffin/broccoli?"

As the teens took a second look at the water tower, and couldn't unsee what the twins pointed out, causing them to laugh about it, Mabel looked at her brother. "What do you mean 'broccoli'?"

Dipper shrugged, "when you explained what it looked like, the first image that came to my mind was broccoli."

Robbie glared at the both of them, "It isn't either of those things, it's an explosion."

As the group of teens got a laugh out of the whole situation, Dipper spoke up once more. "Yeah, the main difference between everything we all just named, is coloring. If you don't add color to the item it ends up looking like something else, and that is why you don't graffiti mushroom cloud explosions, and instead do regular explosions, using colors to distinguish it from others and add detail."

As everyone was still chuckling over Robbie's blunder, even as Dipper explained, trying to help Robbie, the older boy still glared at both of them. Robbie rolled his eyes, "what would some blind brat know about art anyways."

Dipper flinched and Mabel glared. "How did you know he was blind?"

Robbie scoffed as he folded his arms. "My family runs the funeral home, I have met a lot of people that have come to set up funerals. The signs of a blind person are easy for me to spot, with how often people lose their sight when they age. They were also better at hiding it."

Robbie's friends did not think that last remark was needed, as Dipper flinched and turned away from the teen, playing with the wrist strap of his cane, as Wendy frowned at her friend.

Tambry spoke up as she texted away. "Bullying a blind kid, an all new low. Didn't Wendy also at one point mention her boss' blind nephew?" She asked "you could have just said that since Wendy said nephew, we already knew."

Thompson kept quiet, Lee and Nate both nodded as the former boy spoke up "Yeah, picking on someone for being blind is completely uncool."

Robbie began to pout as he turned away, "whatever."

Robbie went over and sat in the front seat of the van, continuing his pouting with everyone being against him. Wendy turned to the twins, "don't mind him, he should chill out eventually. But for now, let's get this night started."

Mabel nodded eagerly but Dipper still seemed hesitant "I can stay at the Shack, it's really not a big deal."

"Wendy's right" Nate said, walking over "Robbie's just being a jerk, just ignore him. I'm Nate by the way."

"Dipper" he introduced himself "are you sure you guys don't mind Mabel and I tagging along?"

"I said it was fine, didn't I?" Wendy said "really, we don't care. Right guys?"

"Right," Lee and Nate said at the same time.

Taking a deep breath Dipper did his best to mentally assure himself, yeah Robbie was a bit insensitive but the others seemed to be nice. They even stood up for him! "Okay, let's do it."

—-

The twins sat in the back of Thompson's mom's van, Mabel looked around, doing her best to describe it to her brother. It seemed Wendy and her friends had a fun time covering the ceiling, walls, and other surfaces with graffiti. She noticed one that said 'you stink' and pulled out a sparkie pink marker and crossed out the message and replaced it with 'you look nice today!'

Dipper awkwardly sat beside his sister, still clinging onto the handle of his cane and was holding the middle section between his knees. He was hunched in on himself as if trying to take up as little room as possible. Lee turned around in his seat to check on the two kids and noticed this.

"Yo, little dude, you okay?"

He jolted a bit, startled "yup! I'm good" Dipper said a bit too quickly.

Lee frowned and turned back around in his seat and leaned close to Wendy "is he okay?" He asked softly.

"Yeah" Wendy replied, just as quietly "we just have to be careful because I think he's been bullied by kids our age in the past."

"Really?"

"Yup" Wendy nodded "I don't know much but I think it is because of his disability."

"Do you know why he's… you know?" Lee asked and Wendy shook her head.

"No, I don't know why he's blind" Wendy said, "but I don't think it happened in an accident or something like that."

Dipper spoke up this time, having heard them, "you could ask, I don't mind. Also, whispering works better when you speak both softer and lower, speaking lower but not softer still causes the sound waves to carry along through the enclosed space, while speaking softer but not lower obviously isn't whispering and comes off as sensual, or flirty."

Mabel and Nate were both giggling as Lee and Wendy blushed over being heard. Tambry smirked at her friends, "what has this day become, when people forget that someone without sight will catch sounds better. Obviously you guys didn't think that through."

Dipper blushed as he went to apologize, though was interrupted by Wendy. "Well, since the cat's out of the bag, maybe you can explain as I direct Thompson on where to go?"

"Sure" Dipper agreed "also, being blind doesn't mean I have super hearing. But being cut off from one sense does mean my brain uses the other ones more."

"I thought you had sensitive hearing," Wendy said.

"I do," Dipper said, "but that's not the norm."

"Got it."

"So," Dipper said, getting back on track."You asked about my vision. I have something called Retinitis Pigmentosa."

"Rentia Pigness?" Lee tried to repeat but failed and Mabel giggled.

"Retinitis Pigmentosa" Dipper repeated "it's a disease that affects the retinas and breaks the cells down over time. Though, fun fact, only 12 percent of people with it become legally blind. Which includes me."

Wendy, Lee, and Nate all stared at him and even Thompson and Robbie (who was pretending not to listen) were quiet. Nate was the one to break the silence "how is that a fun fact?"

Dipper shrugged, "Different things are fun to different people." The teens dropped the subject, not noticing how Dipper didn't truly answer Nate's question.

Mabel smiled a bit, noticing her brother had relaxed a bit during the conversation. Just in time for Thompson to pull the van up to their destination and parked in front of a metal fence with 'danger' and 'stay out' signs hanging on it. And they all got out and started to approach.

Dipper stopped walking as felt his cane bump into someone's foot, mumbling out an apology. Even though that was what his cane was for, to help him navigate the world. Apparently, her dark clothing meshed too well with the dark night time atmosphere, making Tambry more invisible to Dipper than the rest of the group. Tambry shrugged the incident off as she muttered out "it's fine."

He felt the older girl place a hand on his shoulder, as she led him to where everyone else was. The teens all looked around the fence, looking for the easiest method to get through the current obstacle, as Wendy told them what she knew about the store. "The owners apparently died a while ago, both at the same time, of mysterious causes."

Dipper looked skeptical of the statement. "I am pretty sure there's an actual reason, and there are plenty of things that could have happened to cause their deaths. With a little research, I am sure that I could work out an actual theory."

Tambry actually put her phone down as she listened, her being the smart one of her group, she did enjoy some detective work. "Well, maybe one of these days, we could actually do some research into it. Maybe if we survive tonight, we can actually come back and help the ghosts move onto the afterlife."

Dipper jumped slightly, surprised that someone other than Mabel would encourage him in his supernatural escapade. "You'd seriously help me deal with ghosts?" He asked, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.

The teen shrugged, "better than watching these clowns make Thompson do something dumb again for the nth time. Plus I've always enjoyed stuff like true crime."

Dipper blinked and then smiled. "To critique what is, that is the goal we set before ourselves." And Tambry chuckled.

Robbie snorted. "Wow, a nine year old trying to be smooth with a teenager, talk about stupid. She is out of your league brat." Dipper shrunk in on himself a bit, his smile disappearing.

Tambry rolled her eyes "he was quoting a detective, idiot. Criminals are artists, while detectives are critics. It's a famous detective quote within a novel, though you wouldn't know that, considering you are proving to lack any form of class."

She pulled Dipper closer to herself, away from Robbie as the guy started pouting again as he was smack talked by who should have been his friend, who should've sided with him. Wendy noted the awed look on Dipper's face when Tambry stood up for him. Her friend may spend most of her time on her phone but when she was motivated she could insult like it was nobody's business.

The internet, one of humanity's worst influences…

Wendy looked the fence over, deciding to pull everyone from the current topic and get back to what they were here to do, by suggesting they hop it. "It'll be easy."

Lee and Nate were all for it and started climbing, Robbie right behind them in order trying to avoid further embarrassment at the hands, or words, of Tambry. Wendy didn't take long, adding a little flare as she jumped, grabbed the bar at the top, before kicking and flipping herself over and landing on her feet, barely making contact.

Mabel gave her twin a look of concern over how he was going to get over. Dipper just calmly put his cane away and started to climb; wanting to prove to himself, and the teens, that he wasn't completely helpless.

Tambry climbed the fence easily, stopping to sit on the top as she reached back and grabbed Dipper's shoulder, steadying him as he joined her. Tambry jumped, though Nate tried to catch her, trying his best to be slick, he wound up just running into Nate. The two tripped over each other and flopped to the ground. Wendy wound up being the one to catch her.

"My hero." Tanbry said, unphased, with such boredom. Everyone could tell she was just teasing Nate for his stunt.

Wendy looked up at Dipper who was still on the fence, "don't worry dude, we got you if you wanna just jump away like Tambs did."

Dipper shrugged as he did just that. He had no delusions of being able to make it down easily so when he was caught in Wendy's arms, while he did blush, he didn't complain. Mabel was the next to jump from the top, making it just before Thompson made it over. Though Thompson wound up knocking Lee and Nate over when he flopped down, causing all three boys to end up in a mass of tangled limbs.

Robbie scoffed as he called the three dorks as Mabel giggled over their silliness, relieved that her brother was safely on the ground. Tambry smirked, taking a picture as Wendy chuckled, "you guys look ridiculous."

Dipper grinned as he spoke next. "They look to be having a fun time."

As Lee and Nate tried to deny any fun, Thompson just groaned as he blushed over his clumsy incident. Robbie scoffed "you have to be able to see to look, moron."

Dipper flinched at jab, he had made the pun to join in on the fun verbally, rather than visually.

Lee and Nate had actually forgotten the kid was blind, and were trying to think of something to say to defend themselves about Thompson landing on them not being fun, but then Robbie just had to ruin the mood. Killing the jokes before they could even start them.

Does Robbie not watch comedies? That was the best tee up for several visual jokes that they almost walked into, and they all could have had a good laugh over it when all was said and done. But Robbie just has to drill a hole in the boat before they can even set it afloat.

Lee and Nate looked towards one another, and nodded before looking back at Robbie, Nate taking the lead. "Well, thanks for killing the vibe, Captain Buzzkill."

Lee continued for his friend, "yeah. What is up with you tonight? You normally don't shoot down jokes like this, nor are you usually this bad with new people. You've just been killing the buzz ever since we met little Murdock."

Dipper paused from his task of pulling out his cane, blinked at the reference to the blind lawyer/superhero Matt Murdock. That was probably the first time someone compared him to the character. It was hard to categorize how he felt about it, but hearing the two defending him brought his smile back.

As Robbie just shrugged off the two, "I don't know, I have been getting mocked a lot about my graffiti, insulted over what I tagged by a blind kid, and my friends who should have sided with my choice, laughed at me. I am probably just in a bad mood."

Wendy smirked, "well then, let's get inside so we can help Robbie get over his grumps by having some fun. Hopefully after we start this whole party up, he will be able to get back to being how we know him."

As the group came upon the doors, they ran into their second obstacle, Robbie tried to open the door, only to grunt in annoyance, "it's locked.

It took all Dipper had to hold his tongue, though his muttering did reach Tambry. "I saw that one coming."

Tambry failed to hold her chuckles in, the other teens and Mabel all looked at her in curiosity, Wendy and Mabel being the only ones close enough to have caught Dipper muttering, but not hearing what he said. Mabel smiled as she stepped forward, "I got this one dude."

Robbie scoffed, "yeah, I can't open it, but the glitter sparkle bomb is gonna rip it open like Hercules."

The girl giggled at Robbie. "As much as I would love to bash this door open using you, I have a smarter approach."

Mabel reached into her sweater as Robbie shifted his eyes between the girl and his friends, wondering if they heard what she said. After noticing the rather surprised looks, he felt less crazy and with Dipper's calm look it was clear that this wasn't the first time she threatened someone like that.

Mabel was able to pick the lock, though it was different to ones she usually picked, she still managed to do it. The doors opened as she spun around and bowed to the teens. The teens all gave the girl a small applause who bowed, all besides Robbie, who just pouted at being outsmarted again.

As the group made their way in, Lee spoke without thinking. "Man, this darkness is just bogus, I can't see much of anything."

"I know right?" Dipper said "it's so terrible to not be able to see much of anything."

Before one of the girls could reprimand their friend, Nate spoke next. "I know right? It's like wearing a blindfold."

Dipper snickered as the boys each turned to him, both smirking as they realized his joke. Lee was the one to rub the kid's hat. "Hey, was that a blind pun?"

Nate chuckled as well, "sorry for sounding insensitive dude."

"No worries man." Dipper said "I'm not so sensitive that you have to be that careful."

Dipper's smile and chipper attitude caused the girls to relax after the boys were done. Wendy found and flipped on the lights, causing Dipper to flinch from the influx, as his eye sensitivity caused him slight pain. "Warning next time please."

Wendy flinched at what she accidentally did. "Sorry, didn't think there."

Robbie rolled his eyes over the situation, though he did keep his mouth shut this time, knowing that saying anything more than he already has would drop him back into hot water with the others. He wasn't that stupid.

Most of the time.

As Tambry and Mabel were checking on Dipper, the boy putting on his sunglasses to help with the irritation, Thompson decided to ask something, as a way to distract everyone, so Dipper could get some breathing room. "What is on the agenda now Wendy?"

As Wendy proudly proclaimed "anything we want!" Dipper sent a smile in Thompson's direction. Thompson sent a smile back with a thumbs even though Dipper would never be able to see it, especially with the shades. The guy understood that Dipper was honestly a little annoyed with all the coddling, having a mother like his gave him a little perspective.

As the teens all rushed through to find things to do, Dipper followed the sparkly blob that he knew was Mabel, finding a display of candy. "Smile Dip!" She gasped "I thought this stuff was banned in America!"

"Maybe there's a reason for that…" Dipper said before wandering off.

As soon as he was gone Mable opened a packet, at first she dipped the candy stick into the powder and licked it, then just dumped the whole thing into her mouth.

Robbie wound up inviting Dipper to join them in a slushie balloon fight. A completely friendly and harmless game, where he wouldn't get hurt, and Robbie could get some form of vengeance on the boy for dissing his art. Robbie thought he was being smart to sneak up on Dipper, and as the boy was about to smack the balloon over the blind boy's head, he got a surprise as he slipped backwards, his own balloon flopping from his hands and smacking himself in the face.

Dipper smirked as he twirled his cane around. "Next time, try to keep your shoes from grinding into the floor as you walk."

Lee and Nate watched as Dipper walked away from the interaction, getting a high five from Wendy as the girl was laughing. Lee was the one to speak up, "and that is why we call him Murdock."

Nate walked over and offered Robbie a hand up. "Yeah, we hadn't even noticed you there when we were aiming for ya, and he just pulls out his cane and suddenly you squeal and fall into a display of dog food bags. Serious super hearing stuff right there."

Robbie was still pouting as one of the bags of dog food had popped open and gotten mixed with the slushie in his hair and clothing. His mood only soured more as he noticed Tambry snap a picture of him, making the teen happy she couldn't really post the pictures she takes here, seeing as that would be evidence that they broke into the place.

As Lee and Nate decided to find a new game to play, or maybe a prank or two, Dipper grew concerned over the silence from his sister. As much as he is enjoying having a bit of freedom, he hadn't thought she would have left him alone this long. "Something up little dude?"

Dipper pulled off his sunglasses as he turned to the voice. Dipper could tell it was Tambry when she pulled him into a side hug as she snapped a selfie. "I was just wanting to go see if Mabel was okay, she has been rather quiet ever since she found that display of Smile Dip."

Tambry shrugged as she looked over to her friends. "Well, the boys are filling Thompson's pants with slushie balloons, Wendy appears to be looking over the ice-creams, so I guess I could help you look into it."

"Really?" Dipper said "thanks."

Standing, Tambry walked with him to the last place Mabel was seen to find the girl in a sugar coma surrounded by Smile Dip packets. Dipper groaned once Tambry had described the scene to him "is she okay?"

"I'm sure she's fine," Tambry said, watching as Mabel grabbed another packet of candy, a dazed look on her face. Tambry silently pulled the packet from Mabel's hands as she continued to go through the motions as if she hadn't.

—-

About an hour later, Dipper was sitting with Wendy eating a popsicle that had (somehow) not gone bad, it was strange that none of the food had gone bad. "Man," Wendy said, "this night is legendary."

"Really?"

"Yeah, Tambry has never spent so much time off her phone." Tambry, coincidently, was updating something on her phone at that point as Wendy looked at her. "And I can't recall the guys ever having so much fun."

Dipper smiled as he heard the joy in Wendy's tone, even after he had been trying to stay near Mabel and keep her from eating more of the Smile Dip, he too had been having fun. Robbie had tried twice more to prank him, the first he dodged, seeing as Robbie had tried to be slick and butter up the floor to trip him, and his cane had a weird reaction on the floor so he avoided the aisle. Though later Lee and Nate chased Thompson through, causing them all to laugh at the prank as they slipped along the floor.

The second one Robbie had played the prank from above, one of the downsides to using a cane was that it couldn't detect things off the ground. Thankfully Nate had been nearby and kept him from being covered in the bucket of syrup. But he had gotten covered in the sticky substance himself. But Nate was far more amused with the situation than Dipper would have if it had been him.

"And your sister is going crazy for that Smile Dip stuff" Wendy continued.

Dipper groaned, "she's still eating it?"

"Yes, but I wouldn't worry too much" Wendy said "I'm sure she'll be fine, I've seen her eat crafting glitter before."

"Yeah" Dipper said "mom and dad have been trying for years to get her to stop. It was the same situation with play-dough."

Meanwhile Mabel was suffering from a massive stomach ache "ugh," she mumbled "maybe I had too much. What do you think?" She turned to look at thin air then started chewing on something Wendy couldn't see.

Wendy decided against telling Dipper about this, not wanting him to worry more than he already was. Dipper got distracted as the guys were all laughing as they shouted for more ice. Apparently, Thompson had been willing to let the guys try to fill his pants with ice, after he kept popping the balloons filled with slushie and turning his pants a rainbow of colors. Poor guy.

Dipper would like to join in the fun, but he had no idea where the freezer for the ice was, Robbie called them all to attention as he was standing around the cash register and scratching off cheap lottery tickets, drawing the rest of the teens and Dipper to his location to see the two tape outlines where the owners supposedly dropped dead.

Dipper frowned after hearing what Robbie had found, not being able to see the scene kind of made it lose a rather sizable chunk of the draw it would have had. Robbie talking up the scene, possibly exaggerating a bit, kind of annoyed Dipper, seeing as the only way he would be able to 'see' it, is if he went forward and got a lot closer, and he didn't plan on giving Robbie any chance to pull one over on him.

Robbie looked towards the small blind boy. "I dare you to walk over and lay down in one."

Dipper gave Robbie a deadpan expression as he said "sure." Before proceeding to turn in a random direction and walk forward, accidentally walking into Wendy, the girl's stance being solid enough that Dipper almost flopped backwards as she caught him.

His face was burning and Dipper knew he was probably blushing like crazy, it only getting worse when he heard Wendy's laugh from the person he walked into. Though he now had to ask Mabel if his nose looked bruised, because Wendy had one solid stance, it was like walking into a wall. Though he was thankful the teen caught him before he could fall, her quick and natural reaction caused her to simply hug him against herself, causing Robbie to become angrier than before.

Dipper wanted to run back to the Shack and bury himself in a hole after he heard the tell-tale signs of a camera app going off. As Lee and Nate began to hoot and holler about Dipper being a ladies man, Robbie growled as he snapped a little. "Oh come on, the dumb brat can't even walk in a straight line?"

Robbie was slightly too frustrated as he walked over and laid down in one of the tape outlines himself. This was not a bright idea apparently, considering as he had, the lights began to flicker, wind began to blow, and everyone turned when someone with a deep and frightening voice began to speak. "Those who trespass upon our domain shall feel my wrath."

What they found was Mabel floating in the air, Nate was the first to speak up in shock. "The stories were true, the owners were murdered and Robbie angered their spirits, and now they are possessing little Mabel dude and we are all going to die!"

Dipper gasped, "they're possessing Mabel!?"

The possessed girl blinked, getting curious as to why Dipper's reaction was delayed like that, even as Wendy verbally directed him to lift his head up to see the sparkly sweater that told him that his sister was floating. "Are you blind?"

Dipper nodded but avoided going into the whole explanation a second time, all the while hoping to figure out a way to help his sister. The two ghosts that were lifting Mabel into the air decided to turn visible as Ma pulled Mabel into her arms so they weren't just dangling the poor girl by her hair and sweater.

Pa chuckled, "I remember this one blind boy that came here to do his shopping. He would always need an extra hand in finding what he needed, and remained respectful throughout his teenage years."

Ma giggled as she reminisced with him. "Yeah, he was always so respectful because we took the extra step needed to help him when he needed it. Those Corduroys have always been rather respectful even with their rough exterior."

Wendy blinked here. "Are you talking about Jerry Corduroy, my great uncle?"

Ma and Pa looked at the girl curiously, as Pa spoke up. "You're related? So your baby Daniel's kid? How is that rambunctious squirt doing? I haven't seen little Danny since he was smaller than that little boy there."

Wendy chuckled. "He is doing awesome actually." Wendy reached into her pocket to pull out her wallet, showing the two ghosts a couple of photos. "The one is a picture I keep of my parents from their wedding they let me have, and the other is me and my brothers when we were younger."

Ma and Pa both chuckled slightly as they looked the photos over. Ma lowered Mabel to the floor, where the girl stumbled into Dipper's arms, Pa speaking up. "My, my, how time flies by. It has been so long, but why would little Danny's girl be such a brat and destroy our store, and insult our resting place?"

Wendy saw the old ghost looked more disappointed than angry, and that honestly got to her more than she wanted to admit. "Sorry, I didn't really believe the stories about you both having been murdered, and just figured you passed away elsewhere. This place has been abandoned, and we were just looking to get some of our destructive tendencies out in a safe environment where we wouldn't hurt anyone. We didn't think beyond those consequences. We're sorry."

Her friends all began to nod as they apologized, Thompson even started to clean up a bit of the mess they made. Pa smiled as he snapped his fingers and caused everything to disappear. The shelves were emptied of everything, Thompson's pants were even clean.

At their shocked looks, Ma decided to explain. "We've been keeping the store in a time pocket, stepping in here was like stepping back in time. We just let go of our hold on the time pocket so we are back in your own time. We can always return to that pocket whenever."

Pa frowned as he picked up after Ma. "But you better not let us catch you causing any more ruckus, we are giving you the benefit of the doubt here, giving you teens a chance. Don't disappoint us again."

Wendy smiled as she saluted them. "You got it sir. We give our word that we will try harder."

Robbie looked at the two ghosts, before looking at his friends, "are we…"

Wendy immediately grabbed Robbie's ear and twisted, causing the boy to squeal as she continued to speak to the old couple. "And we will also work extra hard to ensure manners get nailed into this idiot's head."

As the group left, Lee was carrying Mabel and Wendy was still pulling on Robbie's ear. Ma and Pa watched them go as Ma reminisced. "As much as time moves forward and changes, some things will always remain the same. I remember when I had to keep you in line in our own teenage years."

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The group was quiet as they left the convenience store and headed back to the car, once they arrived Lee carefully put Mabel in the backseat.

Robbie scoffed as Lee stuck his head back out to hear as he started talking. "Well, tonight was a bust."

Nate laughed, "what do you mean? We got to cause some havoc in a store, talked to some nice old folk ghosts, and even met a couple of crazy kids." Nate finished up his defense of the night as he ruffled Dipper's hat.

Robbie scoffed. "You mean we were interrupted during our havoc, by two ghosts that most likely wanted to kill us if Wendy wasn't able to convince them not to, and we had to babysit throughout the whole thing, a blind kid and his drugged sister."

Wendy sighed as she spoke up. "I wouldn't have been able to talk them down if Dipper hadn't caused them to be willing to listen. Things would have wound up a lot worse if he wasn't here, we weren't babysitting anybody, they are old enough to care for themselves. Mabel might have overdosed on the sugar, but to outright say she was drugged? How would you even know, have you done drugs before?"

Robbie shrugged. "It's happened four times so far, contact highs aren't as effective as actually doing the drug, and I normally stay in my room while my parents deal with them. You would be surprised how often those on drugs think they are dying and want to set up their funeral arrangements. I think the third one thought he was dead and was asking how his funeral went."

Everyone looked at Robbie with shocked expressions, as Thompson spoke up. "You should really tell us more stories about who all shows up at your family's business."

Robbie rolled his eyes as he walked over and sat in the passenger seat. Wendy sighed, "if he doesn't shape up, I am gonna end up hurting him."

Dipper scratched his arm nervously, "I'm sorry I am causing problems among you guys."

Tambry was the one to place a hand on his shoulder. "You aren't causing problems, and you aren't a problem, Robbie is the only one with a problem, and that's his attitude. We don't know why he is acting this way, but his choices are his choices, and they shouldn't weigh you down."

Wendy smiled as she ruffled Dipper's hat, "yeah. We will get to the bottom of things with Robbie, figure out what his beef is, and you just keep your chin up. You did nothing wrong tonight."

Dipper smiled at his friends, though with as much as they have been messing with his hat, his head itched like crazy. Thompson drove him and Mabel back to the Shack, she had mostly recovered from her sugar coma but was still not feeling great.

As the two headed inside there was a crash as the TV flew through a window and Stan poked his head out a minute later "uhh, couldn't find the remote."

A strange ending to an even stranger night.

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Hello, I might want to mention that I am a bit sorry for not having much work done on my other stories, but I do hope you all enjoy what I am posting. I have been doing my best to rework and fix what is wrong with my other stories, some of my older ones are particularly difficult to rework, because they suck.

I am really trying my hardest to get over my current writer's block, and working with a co-author like Isabel has been helping me, and I even have several halves of chapters for other stories written out. I am starting to sound like Professor Calamitous, only able to really do the first half of things.

Well, summer has always been rather cruel to my brain power, and it constantly slows me down, so maybe I will start doing better here soon.

Friendly reminder, my co-author for this story is an AO3 poster, doesn't post here on FFN, so if you all feel like checking her stuff out, she is the author of Carpe Diem, a Gravity Falls/Phineas and Ferb crossover. Her full ID is Isabel3710 if you feel like reading on that site, show her some love.