Dipper and Mabel were bored out of their minds.
Wendy was blowing balloons.
Soos was hanging decorations.
Stan was monitoring everything.
To lighten the mood, Dipper decided to play a little pretend.
"Oh no," he acted. "I don't feel so good."
He sprayed Mabel with silly string, pretending to throw up.
"Oh, Grunkle Stan, what did you feed us?" Mabel played along.
She sprayed Dipper with her own silly string, while also pretending to throw up.
Stan found this really annoying. He pinched his nose as he asked himself, Why did I agree to this?
Wendy approached the twins with a stern look on her face.
"Guys, stop!" she yelled. "Something terrible happened!"
The twins stopped what they were doing. They wanted to know what Wendy was warning them about. They didn't think to keep a grip on their silly strings.
This was what Wendy wanted. She took the cans and sprayed the twins with the strings, while making her own barfing sounds.
Stan had enough. He quickly swiped the cans from Wendy.
"Alright, alright," he said. "Party supplies are now off-limits."
"Mr. Pines, whose birthday is it again?" Soos asked as he hung a banner.
"Nobody's," Stan replied. "I thought this party would be a perfect way to get kids to spend money at the shack."
"Nice."
"The young people at this town want fun, I'll show them fun."
"Maybe comments like that are why kids don't come here," Dipper suggested as he poured a cup of Diet Coke.
Stan took the bottle and shut it.
"How about you make yourself useful and copy these flyers?" he requested.
Dipper read the flyer.
Part at the Mystery Shack
Kids and Teenagers Welcome
Free?
"Oh boy, a trip to the copier store," Mabel cheered.
"Calendars, mugs, T-shirts, and more, they got it all at the copier store," Soos added. "That's not their slogan, I just really feel that way."
"Save the trouble," Stan assured. "You know the old copier in my office? I finally fixed the old girl up, good as new."
The twins entered the office. They found the copier. It looked like it's seen better days.
"Does this thing even work?" Dipper wondered.
He accidentally put his arm against the scanner. The scanner activated and scanned his arm.
The copier printed out a sheet of paper with Dipper's arm on it.
"It works," Mabel smiled.
That's when the arm sprang to life. It crawled towards the twins.
"Stay back!" Dipper shouted as he poured his cup of soda in the arm's direction.
The liquids and acids of the soda melted the arm completely.
"Oh my god," Dipper said. "That copier can copy human beings."
The twins looked at what was left of the paper arm in complete horror.
Play Gravity Falls Intro Music
A bus stops in the small town of Gravity Falls. Dipper and Mabel get off the bus. In front of them is the town's star attraction, The Mystery Shack. Their great-uncle, Stan, invites them inside.
The twins look around the shack. They're both curious about everything.
Later, the Pines investigate a strange footprint with four toes instead of five. None of them realize they're standing in a much larger footprint.
DIPPER
Dipper looks around a cave holding a candle for light. He comes across a strange skeleton that scares him. He drops his candle, getting rid of his only source of light.
MABEL
Mabel stands in a room wearing a purple sweater with stars, her name, and a rainbow. She plugs an outlet into her sweater, causing it to glow.
STAN
Stan tells the twins, Wendy, and Soos a scary story. Soos and the twins are terrified while Wendy is completely unfazed. However, none of them notice the scary creature behind them.
WENDY
Wendy sits in front of the cash register, minding her own business. She doesn't notice the nearby jar of eyeballs turning to face her.
SOOS
Soos spins around the living room wearing multiple jewels on his clothes. Mabel shines a flashlight, and the light reflects off of the jewels creating a beautiful lightshow.
Dipper and Mabel lay in their room. Mabel reads a girl magazine while laying on the floor. Dipper reads a journal while laying on his bed. After a second, everyone and everything begins to float off the ground. Dipper is the only one who notices something off.
End Intro
One Cruel Summer
Chapter 6
Double Dipper
"Alright, party people," said Stan. "Let's talk business. Soos, because you work for free, and you begged, I'm letting you be DJ."
"You won't regret it, Mr. Pines," Soos saluted. "I got this book to teach me how to DJ r-r-right."
Stan turned to Wendy. "Wendy, you and Mabel are working the ticket stand."
"But this party's my chance to make new friends," Mabel whined.
"I could work with Wendy," Dipper suggested.
"You realize if you do, you gotta commit to staying at the ticket stand with Wendy," Stan warned. "No getting out of it. Just the two of you, alone, all night."
Stan didn't need to say that twice. Dipper took one look at Wendy and felt all warm inside.
"I promise," he assured.
Later, Dipper was in his room getting ready for what might as well be his first date. When he was about to put deodorant on his armpits, he noticed Mabel standing right next to him. This startled him.
"Mabel, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"'I can work the counter with you, Wendy,'" Mabel imitated before making kissing noises.
"Laugh all you want, but I have a plan to make sure my night with Wendy goes perfectly."
"Plan? You're not making one of those over-complicated lists, are you?"
Dipper took a small sheet of paper out of his pocket… then unfurled it into a fifteen-inch sheet of paper.
"Step one," he read. "Getting to know each other with playful banter."
"That sounds like a dumb idea for poop-heads," Mabel rolled her eyes.
"This isn't banter. This is what I want to avoid. The final step is to ask her to dance."
Dipper started to fantasize a reality where his plan succeeded.
He and Wendy were on the floor, dancing together.
"Dipper, I'm so glad you decided to work the ticket stand with me," Wendy said. "You're so organized. Show me that checklist again?"
Dipper did as he was told. Wendy let out a happy sigh.
Dipper then leaned forward. He puckered his lips.
"DIPPER!" Mabel snapped.
That snapped Dipper back to reality.
"Where was I?" he asked himself, as if he didn't just zone out. "Right. If I follow steps one through eleven, nothing can get in my way."
"Dipper, you're the one getting in your way," said Mabel. "Why not just walk up and talk to her like a normal person?"
"Step nine, sister." Dipper pointed to step nine, which read, 'Walk up and talk to her like a normal person.'
Mabel rolled her eyes.
That night, the party just got started.
A few teens were dancing on the floor.
Soos was struggling with the DJ equipment.
Mabel watched everything from the sidelines. Stan approached her.
"Can your uncle throw a party or what?" he asked. "And if anyone wants to leave, I'm charging an exit fee of fifteen bucks."
Lee and Nate were looking at how much they had.
"I only have thirteen," said Nate. "We're trapped!"
They looked out the window and saw Wendy working at the ticket booth. They banged on the window to get her attention, to no avail.
So far, things weren't going according to plan. Dipper and Wendy were handing out tickets and collecting money from the unlucky tourists.
Dipper tried to start up some banter. He couldn't muster the courage.
Come on, Dipper, say something, he thought to himself. He then blurted the first thing that came to mind. "Here's a casual question. What's your favorite snack food?"
"I can't pick one," Wendy replied.
"Great, me neither!" Dipper started to fear that it came out wrong. He sweat bullets. "I mean…"
Dipper stuffed a bunch of popcorn in his mouth before he could say something stupider. Wendy got concerned.
"Slow down, Dipper," she said.
Back inside, Mabel was working it on the dance floor. After a while, she sat down to rest.
"Thirsty?" asked a voice.
Mabel noticed someone handing a water bottle. She took it, no questions asked.
"Yeah, I…" she replied before noticing the guy sitting next to her.
He was a caucasian boy with short brown hair. He wore a blue shooting star shirt, and red shorts.
There was something familiar about this guy, but Mabel couldn't put her finger on it.
"Hi, I'm Mabel," she greeted. "Say, have we met before?"
"No, this is our first meeting," the boy replied, blushing brightly. They did, in fact, meet before, but they never actually spoke to each other until this moment. The boy tried to change the subject. "My name's Evan."
That's when a lizard appeared on his shoulder. Mabel saw it and thought it was cute.
"Aww, you have a lizard on you," she smiled.
Evan noticed the lizard. He didn't like the feeling of it touching his shoulder. He picked up the lizard, turned to the other girl next to him, and gave the lizard to her.
"Grenda, I thought I told you to keep him off of me," he scolded.
Grenda was a caucasian girl that was a bit bigger than other girls her age. She had long, brown hair in a ponytail. She also had a mole on her right cheek. She wore a pink t-shirt with the word, 'COOL' on it, and purple shorts.
"It's not my fault that Gekko likes you," Grenda defended in a deep voice.
"Yeah, and who could blame the little guy?" asked a second girl.
The second girl had long, black hair straightened out. She wore glasses and earrings. She wore a green sweater and a black skirt. She also had forks taped to her fingers.
"Mabel, these are my friends," Evan introduced. He gestured to Grenda first. "Grenda, the one with the lizard and the deep voice."
"Hey!" Grenda yelled, offended.
Evan ignored that and gestured to the second girl. "And Candy, the one with the forks taped to her fingers."
Candy waved, showing the forks.
"Why do you have forks taped to your fingers?" Mabel asked.
Candy used the forks to flawlessly grab a few pieces of popcorn from Grenda's bowl.
"Improvement of human being," she answered.
Grenda offered a piece of popcorn to her lizard. The lizard caught it with his tongue. Grenda, Candy, and Evan giggled.
"I found my people," Mabel smiled.
"Remember, dudes," Soos said while reading his DJ book. "Whoever, um, party hearties, gets the party crown. Most applause at the end of the night wins."
A girl with long blonde hair wearing excessive makeup and clothing approached Soos.
"Party crown?" she said. "I'll take that. Thank you very much."
"Who's that?" asked Mabel.
"That's Pacifica Northwest," Candy replied. "The most popular girl in school."
"I always feel awful about myself around her," Grenda mentioned.
"She's a complete bi…" Evan was about to add.
Mabel covered his mouth. "Don't. I really don't need another Dipper."
Evan removed Mabel's hand from his mouth. "Another who?"
"I can't just give you the crown," Soos told Pacifica. "It's sort of a competition thing."
"Honestly, who's gonna compete against me?" Pacifica asked before gesturing to Candy, Grenda, and Evan. "Fork girl? Lizard lady? Starboy?"
"Hold me, Candy," Grenda hugged Candy.
Evan patted the girls' backs to comfort them.
Seeing her new friends' distress, Mabel decided to do something.
"I'll compete," she told Soos before turning to Pacifica. "I'm Mabel."
"That sounds like an old lady name," Pacifica teased.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"May the better partier win."
Pacifica and her two backups backed into the darkness.
"It was nice meeting you!" Mabel shouted. She then turned to her friends and whispered. "That girl is going down."
Back at the ticket booth, Wendy noticed the partiers having a great time on the dance floor.
"I gotta get in there," she said before turning to Dipper. "Will you cover for me?"
Before Dipper could even answer, Wendy went inside and started dancing with everyone else.
Dipper looked at his list. Things weren't going to plan. He decided to close the ticket booth.
"Stan won't mind if I'm gone for a few minutes, right?" he asked himself.
"Yes, yes I would," came Stan's voice.
Dipper jumped back when he realized Stan was there.
"You promised, remember?" Stan reminded him. "These suckers ain't gonna rip themselves off."
"I did?" Dipper asked, before the memory came to mind. "I did."
Stan nodded, before noticing that Wendy was missing. "And where's Wendy?"
Dipper was quick to come up with a lie. "She had to go to the bathroom."
"Alright, but no funny business." Stan then walked away.
Dipper re-opened the booth and continued to collect money from tourists.
If only I could be in two places at once, he thought to himself.
He noticed the nearby fliers. He then remembered the copier that made a living arm.
When the opportunity came, Dipper laid on the scanner and turned on the copier.
"I wonder if this is a good idea," he said to himself aloud.
But by then, it was too late. He was already scanned.
Dipper sat up. He turned around. He saw the 3D copy of himself. It looked exactly like him, but paler, and lacking the pine tree on the hat.
"So, uh…" the two Dippers said in unison. "Oh, sorry, you first. Stop copying me. Ha ha ha."
The original Dipper wrote the number two on his clone's hat in permanent marker.
"I will call you, Number Two," he said.
"That's an awful name," said the second Dipper. "You know a name I always wanted?"
"Tyrone," they both said in unison.
"Okay, Tyrone," said Dipper. "Let's get down to business. I'm thinking, you cover me at the ticket stand while I ask Wendy to dance."
"I'm you," said Tyrone. "I know the plan."
Both Dippers pulled out two different versions of the same list.
"Wait," Dipper worried. "We're not gonna turn on each other like in the movies, right?"
"Dipper, this is you we're talking about," Tyrone replied. "Plus, you can always disintegrate me with water."
"Yeah," the two said in unison.
Dipper went to talk to Wendy. He noticed Tyrone at the ticket booth from the window. They gave each other a thumbs-up.
Dipper then approached Wendy and started dancing.
"Great news," he smiled. "I got someone to cover the concessions for us."
"That's awesome," said Wendy. "You can hang out with me and Robbie." Robbie was leaning on the wall minding his own business. Wendy got his attention. "Robbie, you remember Dipper from the convenience store, right?"
"No," Robbie replied bluntly. "Hey, check out this cool guitar."
Robbie revealed a silver guitar and did a small riff.
Dipper gasped at this. He started to worry about what this would mean.
Robbie and Wendy were dancing.
"Robbie, you're so arrogant and a fraud," said Wendy. "But you play guitar. Oh, I forgot something." Wendy pulled out an excessively large hammer and whacked Dipper in the head with it, killing him. She then turned back to Robbie. "Let's get married tonight."
That's when Dipper's phone rang. He walked away to answer it.
"Hey, it's me, you," came Tyrone's voice. "I just had the same jealousy fantasy as you."
"We gotta get rid of Robbie if I ever want to dance with Wendy," said Dipper.
"Dipper, we're gonna sit on the couch!" Wendy called. "Meet us when you're done!"
"Oh no," Dipper panicked. "They're gonna sit on the couch! We gotta think of something quick!"
Dipper made another copy. He wrote the number three on his hat.
"That's where you come in, Number Three," said Dipper.
"But what if Robbie catches me?" asked Three. "I'll be all alone."
"Okay, four Dippers," said Dipper. "This is a four Dipper plan."
As Dipper tried to print a fourth copy, the paper got jammed. Three had to force it out.
The fourth clone came out crumpled and wrong. He only spoke in gibberish and acted like a baby. Tyrone had to cradle him to calm him down.
"Am I seriously gonna be partnered with that guy?" Three asked.
"Hey, don't be rude," Tyrone scolded.
"Okay, one more," Dipper decided.
Mabel and her friends were getting ready for their performance. They still had to come up with a song.
"I know," Evan said, just to fall under deaf ears.
"I got it," said Candy. "The crowd will go wild if we sing, 'My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard and they're like, it's better than yours'."
"That's perfect," Grenda and Mabel said in unison.
Knowing he was outvoted, Evan went along with it.
The lights turned on. The group thought this was their cue to get on.
"Hold on dudes," Soos got in front of them. "It's not your turn, it's theirs'."
Right as he said that, Pacifica and her backups got on stage. The music started, and the girls started to sing.
Play "Milkshake" by Kelis
All:
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
Pacifica:
I know you want it
The thing that makes me
What the guys go crazy for
They lose their minds
The way I wind
I think it's time
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
All:
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
Pacifica:
I can see you're on it
You want me to teach the
Techniques that freaks these boys
It can't be bought
Just know, thieves get caught
Watch if you're smart
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
All:
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
"I used to sing like that before my voice changed," Grenda remarked.
Pacifica:
I know you want it
The thing that makes me
What the guys go crazy for
They lose their minds
The way I wind
I think it's time
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
Warm it up
Backups:
La la, la la, la
Pacifica:
The boys are waiting
All:
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I can teach you, but I have to charge
End "Milkshake"
The crowd went wild.
"Pacifica pulls ahead!" Soos announced.
"Try and top that," Pacifica teased. "Oh, and Grenda, you sound like a professional wrestler."
"I want to put her in a headlock and make her feel pain!" Grenda shouted once Pacifica was out of range.
"It's not over until it's over sisters," Evan assured. "I have an idea."
Dipper approached Soos and whispered in his ear.
"Dudes, would the owner of a silver and red dirt bike please report outside?" Soos asked. "It's being stolen right now."
Robbie bolted off of the couch and ran to the window. He noticed two kids riding away on his bike.
Little did he know that they were Three and Five doing this to distract him.
Seeing his chance, Dipper sat next to Wendy.
"Tough break," he sarcastically remarked. "I wonder who those guys are who aren't me because I'm right here?"
Now that they were ready, Mabel and her friends got on stage. They braced themselves, then started the song.
Play "Don't Stop Believin" by Journey (GLEE version)
Evan:
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Mabel:
Just a city boy
Born and raised in South Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Candy:
A singer in a smoky room
The smell of wine and cheap perfume
Grenda:
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on
All:
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight, people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere
Mabel and Evan:
In the night
Mabel:
Workin' hard to get my fill
Evan:
Everybody wants a thrill
Both:
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Candy:
Some will win, some will lose
Grenda:
Some are born to sing the blues
Both:
Oh the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
All:
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight, people
Livin' just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere
Mabel and Evan:
In the night
Grenda braced herself. Evan said that she should do the high note. She didn't think she was cut out for it since her voice changed, but in the end, she gave it a shot.
Grenda:
Don't stop
All:
Don't stop believin'
Mabel and Evan:
Hold on to that feelin'
All:
Streetlight, people, oh oh oh
Don't stop believin'
Mabel and Evan:
Hold on to that feelin'
All:
Streetlight, people, oh oh oh
Don't stop
End "Don't Stop Believin"
The crowd cheered even louder.
"Before we announce the winners, we're gonna bring it down for a minute," said Soos. "Ladies, dudes, now's the time."
Soos changed the song to a slower song. Every visitor turned to the person next to them and started dancing with them.
"Ah snap," said Wendy. "I love this song."
Mabel approached Dipper.
"Hey goof," she said. "Now's the time to ask Wendy to…" Dipper covered her mouth before she could say more, before leading her away from Wendy. "Now's your chance to ask Wendy to dance."
Dipper looked at the list. This wasn't the plan, but he knew he had his chance. He approached Wendy, opened his mouth, prepared to speak…
Then he chickened out at the last second.
"I'll be right back," he said as he ran to his room.
Dipper and Tyrone paced around the room.
"I agree," said Tyrone. "You can't just go dance with her."
"The dance floor is a minefield," said Dipper.
"What if there's a glitch in the sound system?"
"Stan might get in the way."
"Robbie might come back."
"There's too many variables. We need help."
Dipper printed a few more clones, and they all started to brainstorm a Plan B.
When the time was right, Dipper got everyone's attention by hitting a spoon against a lantern.
"Alright Dippers, now's the time!" he announced. "You all clear on what to do?"
All clones nodded.
They all headed out to put the plan into motion.
Number Ten used a glowing dot to distract Soos so he could play a 'Wendy Mix'.
Number Seven changed the lighting of the room.
Number Nine used a fishing pole to lower a dollar bill and distract Stan.
Number Five pulled a rope.
That rope was connected to a bell in Dipper's room. The bell rang.
"That's your cue," said Tyrone. "It's the perfect moment to ask Wendy to dance. Good luck, me."
"I don't need luck," Dipper cockily replied. "I have a plan."
Dipper ran downstairs to ask Wendy to dance.
Then he ran into Wendy in the hallway.
"Ah, Wendy!" Dipper screamed, before taking a breath. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm just waiting for the bathroom," Wendy replied.
Dipper looked through his list, then struggled to come up with small talk.
"Hey, if everyone at this party got stranded on a desert island, who do you think would be the leader?" asked Wendy before she pointed to an overweight middle-aged man punching the air. "My bets would be that guy."
Dipper chuckled, then he pointed at a skinny late-teen doing the moonwalk. "I'd go for stretchy over there because… tall people can reach coconuts?"
Wendy giggled. "Speaking of tall, wanna see something?" She pulled out a picture of herself and three other boys. She covered herself to show the boys. "These are my brothers and…" She uncovered herself to show how tall she was compared to the boys. "Boop."
"Ha! You were a freak!" Dipper realized what he said and covered his mouth. "Sorry. Sorry."
"Oh, it's fine," Wendy sounded completely unoffended. "I was."
"You know, kids used to make fun of my birthmark before I started hiding it?"
"Birthmark?"
"It's nothing. I shouldn't have said that."
"But you said it. Now you have to show me. Show me, show me!"
Dipper removed his hat and uncovered his forehead, revealing his birthmark. It looked exactly like a certain star constellation.
"The Big Dipper," Wendy realized. "That's how you got your nickname. I thought your parents hated you or something. Hey, I guess we're both freaks."
Dipper smiled and blushed. "I never thought about that."
Wendy offered her cup. Dipper noticed an empty cup on the floor and picked it up. They clinked their cups together before chuckling.
Wendy noticed the bathroom was finally available. She went to do her business.
Dipper turned around. He noticed all his clones staring at him.
"What are you doing?" asked Tyrone. "Ten has been distracting Soos for ten minutes. He's gonna get tired of that dot eventually."
"Never!" Soos shouted from the other room.
"You won't believe this," said Dipper. "I accidentally bumped into Wendy, and it's going great."
"That's great, but not the plan," Tyrone reminded him.
All the clones took their copies of the list and read through it.
"Wow, am I really that crazy?" Dipper asked himself. "Look, we really don't need the plan. Maybe I could talk to her like a normal person."
The clones gasped.
"If you're not gonna stick to the plan, then maybe you shouldn't be the Dipper to dance with Wendy," said Five.
"Guys, come on," said Dipper. "We said we wouldn't turn on each other."
"I think we all knew we were lying," said Tyrone.
The clones ganged on Dipper and dragged him away.
Dipper was tossed into a closet.
"Don't worry!" Tyrone shouted. "There are snacks and a coloring book!"
Dipper begrudgingly grabbed the cheese crackers and started eating them.
"Now that Original Dipper is out of the picture," said Tyrone. "I propose I be the one to dance with Wendy. I've been around the longest. I mean, logically."
"Fair point, but maybe I should do it because I've been around the least," said Ten.
"That makes, like, zero sense."
"You make zero sense."
Ten shoved Tyrone into the other clones. They were all about to fight each other.
Paper Jam Dipper tried to say something. No one could understand him.
It only took Tyrone a second to realize what Paper Jam Dipper was trying to say.
"What would we do if we were trapped in a closet?" he asked.
"Break out," the others replied.
They turned to the closet to see the door wide open.
Dipper ran downstairs. He noticed Wendy on the dance floor. He tried to call out to her.
The clones grabbed him before he had the chance.
"Stop, STOP!" Dipper shouted. "We're exact equals, mentally and physically. If we start fighting, it'll go on for infinity."
The clones stopped. Dipper had a point.
This was what Dipper wanted. He used the opportunity to punch Tyrone, starting a clone fight.
The clones fought each other in a massive free-for-all.
Dipper used this as an opportunity to get away.
Tyrone spotted Dipper. "Hey, Original Dipper is getting away!"
Realizing he was caught, Dipper had to resort to Plan B. He activated a small confetti cannon so the smoke could trigger the sprinkler.
The sprinkler sprayed water all around the room. All the clones complained while melting.
"Boo!"
"Not cool!"
"You're the worst!"
Paper Jam Dipper was fine with it. "Nyi nyi nyi! (It's better this way for Paper Jam Dipper!)"
Dipper sighed in relief. It was finally over… or so he thought.
"You!" Tyrone pointed.
"Shit," Dipper muttered.
The winners were about to be unveiled.
"Pacifica, I just want to say, that no matter who wins, it was a fun party," Mabel told Pacifica in one last attempt to win her over.
"Aww, she thinks she's gonna win," Pacifica teased. "How cute."
Tyrone continued to beat up Dipper.
"Say it!" he demanded. "Say I can dance with Wendy!"
Dipper managed to free himself before grabbing Tyrone. "Never!"
That's when they both heard Wendy giggling. They headed to the dance room to see Wendy talking and having a good time with Robbie.
"We blew it," the two Dippers sighed.
"So, what now?" asked Dipper.
"I don't know," Tyrone replied. "You wanna grab a couple sodas or something?"
"Let the party crown voting commence," Soos announced. "All in favor of Mabel?"
Evan, Candy, Grenda, Stan, and a good chunk of the crowd applauded.
"That's pretty good," said Soos. "Now, all in favor of Pacifica."
A lot less people cheered for Pacifica.
Pacifica knew she was losing. She wouldn't let that happen. She gave the crowd a cold glare. A lot more people nervously applauded.
This didn't go unnoticed by Soos.
"Hey, that's cheating," he scolded. "Disqualified. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner! The winner of the contest is Mabel Pines."
Pacifica wasn't having it.
"This isn't fair!" she screamed. "This is favoritism! She's just a newbie and hangs out with a bunch of freaks! I'm rich! I'm important! I'm…"
Before she could continue, she felt someone punch her hard on the face, causing her to fall to the floor.
She looked up to see that Evan was the one that punched her. Candy and Grenda grabbed him to make sure he couldn't do any more.
"The absolute worst!" Evan snapped. "You look down on everyone around you for the dumbest reasons! You've picked on me and my friends for as long as I can remember, you always steal the spotlight from everyone, and now you're accusing this nice man of giving someone else a crown because of 'favoritism'? That's low, even for you! So, you have two options here. One, continue acting this way and people will start to see you for how petty you are. Two, you accept the defeat and people will see you as a humble girl who accepts her losses."
Realizing her reputation was on the line, Pacifica begrudgingly chose the second option. She huffed and walked away, but not before saying one final thing. "Hey, who wants to go to the after-party at my parents' boat?"
Half of the crowd cheered and followed Pacifica.
Once Pacifica and the few followers she had left were gone, Mabel approached Evan.
"Hey, thanks for that idea," she said, offering the crown. "You deserve this."
"No, keep it," Evan refused. "We wouldn't have won if not for your idea to challenge Pacifica to begin with. You won, fair and square."
Mabel put the crown back on.
"Then I declare that we party all night!" she shouted. "Hit it, Soos!"
Soos started the music, and everyone in the room continued to dance.
Meanwhile, Dipper and Tyrone were sitting on the roof, enjoying looking up at the night sky.
"Some night, huh?" said Tyrone.
"Do you think we really have a chance with Wendy?" Dipper sighed. "I mean, she's cool, we're not."
"I don't know. We're not making any progress the way we're doing it. The only good conversation you had with her was when you didn't do any of that list stuff."
"I think Mabel's right. I do get in my own way, literally."
The two Dippers drank their sodas. Tyrone realized too late that he basically caused his own demise.
"Shit, shit, SHIT!" Dipper shouted.
"It's fine," Tyrone assured. "I had a good run. Hey, don't be a wimp around Wendy, for my sake."
Dipper kneeled at the remnants of his first clone, in one moment of silence.
Dipper then climbed down. He looked through the window to see that the party was still going.
He went inside and met up with Mabel.
"Dipper, where have you been?" she asked. "Meet my new friends, Candy..." Candy smiled and waved. "Grenda…"
"Hello," Grenda greeted in her deep voice.
"And Evan," Mabel finished.
Evan noticed Dipper's birthmark.
"Is that real?" he asked.
Dipper realized that he forgot to cover it back up after showing it to Wendy.
"No it isn't," he quickly lied, despite how pointless it was.
"I don't get why you're embarrassed," said Evan. "I think it's cool."
Dipper didn't know how to feel about that. "Thanks?"
Later that night, the party was over. Every visitor headed home, except for Candy, Grenda, and Evan. They were staying to sleep over with Mabel.
Evan sat outside under the porch to gaze at the stars in the sky.
"Couldn't sleep?" asked a voice.
Evan jumped, only to realize it was just Mabel.
"Hey," he smiled nervously. "What are you doing?"
"I'd ask you the same thing," Mabel replied.
"I like to look up at the night sky every night before bed. I always feel a bit of comfort, like someone's whispering in my ear, 'Everything's gonna be okay'. It's why Pacifica makes fun of me, calls me 'Starboy'."
He almost cried saying that. It was painful knowing how he was treated.
Mabel could tell that Evan was in a bad place.
"Hey, I think you're cool," she assured. "If Pacifica can't see that, then she'll have to answer to me."
"You mean…" Evan was about to ask.
"Yes. That's what friends are for."
Evan blushed. "Yeah, friends."
Evan wanted to admit how he felt right then and there, but it was evident that Mabel saw him as a friend, and nothing more. He knew it was for the best if he kept his feelings to himself.
A.N.
A certain reviewer, Or-lan-do626, was wondering how I'd pull Pacifica in early. Well, I didn't. She was introduced in this chapter, and this time, the blonde brat was put in her place.
There's not much reason behind my song choices.
I had Pacifica sing "Milkshake" because I saw that one scene in Riverdale where Josie and the Pussycats performed the song on the roof of Pop's Diner, and I enjoyed it.
As for Mabel and her friends' performance of "Don't Stop Believin", what explanation do you need? Mabel already performed that song in the actual episode. Oh, my mistake, she sang the Gravity Falls knockoff, "Don't Start Un-Believin". In this version, Mabel and her friends performed the real song, and absolutely killed it in a scene inspired by GLEE.
I was considering the idea of Dipper running into Pacifica and gaining feelings for her as well as Wendy, resulting in one of those situations where Pacifica and Wendy would be the Betty and Veronica to Dipper's Archie, as Dipper struggles to choose between the two pretty girls. I scrapped that idea because it would've created unnecessary drama. We already have Robbie hindering Dipper's plans, we do not need another.
As a result, Dipper's gonna crush on Wendy until she inevitably rejects him in the "Into the Bunker" chapter, and then after Dipper gets over Wendy, I'll start to develop the relationship between him and Pacifica.
After six chapters, we're finally properly introduced to the OC that I'm pairing with Mabel. Evan. Mabel has friendzoned him, but they are going to get together.
Evan's not gonna do much in the story. I'm not gonna create another character whose whole existence is to steal Dipper's thunder, looking at you, Patrick Pines. Despite that, I did give him a bit of personality to make him more interesting. He likes stargazing. "How did you get this idea?" you ask. I wanted to give him a spot on the zodiac, and a star was the first thing to come to mind. It's generic, I know, but it was the best I could think of. He does have some other flaws, too. His flaws are that he's insensitive and has a hard time understanding social cues. I won't give him too much focus, that way the twins can have their well-deserved spotlight, but I'll be sure to explore him as much as I can.
Anyway, that's all for now. Thanks for reading. Please favorite, follow, and review.