AN: AND I'm back! Did you miss me? Admit it! YOU MISSED ME!
So again, a huge thank you to everyone who has read this story!
Oh! And very, very, VERY, big shout out to CreativSkull for drawing the gorgeous new cover art of Matthew for Learning to Love, thank you so much!
Okay, next chapter! This will include the beginning of Irrelevant Treasure and an AU version of Time Travellers' Pig.
Hope you enjoy!
Chapter Nineteen: Tick-Tock Goes the Clock
The Boy sat on his chair, watching the large clock in front of him with a look of distaste.
"It still hasn't moved?" He demanded to himself. "All this work and it hasn't moved?"
"Maybe you have the wrong demon?" A girl from beside the boy said. Her hair was a vivid red and she wore a full Mardi Gras mask, the top half had a heart though one rimestones was missing.
"The Axolotl hasn't redeemed any new demons this century," The Boy said. "It has to be him."
The girl in the mask hummed. "And what if its not?"
The Boy narrowed his eyes. "Do you know something that I don't, Ruby?"
Ruby laughed. "I might, but I don't want to tell you just yet bro-bro."
"You infuriate me."
"I know."
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
"Hey, Matt?" Mabel whispered in the dark. "Are you awake?"
"Yeah."
"How about you, Dipper?"
"Uh-huh."
Suddenly, the room was filled with light as Mabel turned on the oil lamp. "I can't sleep."
"Me neither," Dipper muttered. "I keep getting dreams about…Bill."
"Bill?" Matthew repeated looking at Dipper. Dipper nodded.
"He couldn't've given it you, right? You have the unicorn hair." Mabel pointed to the string around Dipper's wrist.
"It's the same every time," Dipper said. "Bill chasing me and Mabel down a black pyramid and finally catching up to us, then he brings us to Stan and another man I don't recognize and just when he's about to snap his fingers…I wake up."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Matthew asked.
"I don't know, I guess I just thought it wasn't important."
"Reoccurring dreams usually are important," Matthew said thoughtfully. "You were probably dreaming about the other timeline."
"You think?" Dipper asked.
Matthew nodded. "That black pyramid was something Bill—or I—made when I caused the apocalypse and I think Mabes spritzed me in the eye with spray paint. I got so mad I started chasing after you."
Matthew honestly didn't like referring to himself as Bill. It made one part of him feel nauseous while his other side seemed to beam with pride. Though he felt more so nauseous since the twins didn't like it either, though he was kind of glad they found comparing their elder brother to a demented triangle to be disturbing.
"What about the man?" Dipper asked. "Who's he?"
Matthew contemplated telling him. Why not? What's the harm? If things go at least as close as the original timeline did, then Ford would come out of the portal quite soon and Dipper and Mabel would figure everything out.
"The Author of the Journals," Matthew said finally. "That's who he is."
Like Matthew was expected, Dipper's face broke into a large grin. "The author? The author? We actually get to meet him?!"
"He helped end Weirdmaggedon," Matthew said with a shrug.
While Dipper screamed like a fangirl Mabel asked, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Eh, would've included a ton of backstory I wasn't willing to tell, I mean really? Me being Bill Cipher was already a bomb shell, you know? Telling you guys that The Author was also your great-uncle…"
"Great uncle?" Dipper and Mabel asked in unison. "No way!" Dipper exclaimed. "I'm related to The Author?!"
Matthew and Mabel exchanged a look while Dipper began hyperventilating.
"If he's like this now, how's he going to act when we actually meet him?" Mabel asked.
"He'll probably faint."
"Yeah, probably."
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
Matthew stared out the car window with his ear buds in his ears, listening to a rock and roll artist screaming about politics as he half heartedly ate his bag of nachos.
"Nacho earrings!" Mabel said cheerfully, sticking two nachos to her ears. "I am adorable!"
"That's debatable." Stan honked the horn of his car. "What's with the traffic?"
"So, Matt? Does the Author like D, D, and more D?" Dipper asked enthusiastically as Stan grumbled and cursed under his breath while honking his car horn.
"Oh, yeah, favorite game in the Multiverse," Matthew said somewhat dismissively.
"What's his name?"
"If I told you that it'd involve so much backstory that if it were a cartoon it'd take an entire episode to tell," Matthew responded.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Stan said. "Why is there…wagons? OH NO!"
Stan pressed the gas and began driving around like an animal. "Not today, not today!"
"Grunkle Stan? What's going on?" Dipper asked worriedly.
"We need to leave before it's too late!" Stan exclaimed dramatically.
"Ah, drama queen," Matthew muttered.
"Do you know what's going on, Matt?" Mabel asked.
"Oh, yeah sure—."
"They've circled the wagons! We're trapped! NOOOOOO!" Stan screamed as Mabel looked out the window and saw a cow.
"I gotta good feeling about today!" She said cheerfully.
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
"Argh! Pioneer Day!" Stan moaned.
"What's that?" Dipper asked.
"Every year people dress up to celebrate the day Gravity Falls was founded," Matthew exclaimed.
"People? Yahoos is more like it!" Stan crabbed.
"Huh," Dipper said holding up a postcard and comparting to the dressed-up Gravity Falls, the three siblings looked in surprise when the world became sepia, only it was two men carrying dirty glass.
"Why are you carrying that?" Matthew asked them.
"It's the Furious Fire Boy!" they exclaimed as they dropped the glass and ran off screaming.
"Pricks," Matthew grumbled while his siblings gave him sympathetic looks.
"Welcome to 1863!" An ugly man Matthew recognized as Toby said to Stan.
"I will break you, little man!" Stan threatened.
Toby screamed and bumped into Matthew.
"Boo." Matthew said unenthusiastically.
"The Furious Fire Boy!" Toby screamed. "Run for your lives!"
Everyone within earshot ran off screaming and clutching their possessions.
"People have really backwards attitudes towards demons, don't they?" Mabel asked.
"Why do they blame you about the science fair fire?" Dipper asked. "Nobody saw the chimera?"
"Psh, that's what I'm saying," Matthew grumbled.
"Whoa, look! Candle dipping!" Mabel said.
"Gold panning!" Dipper said.
"Cookie?"
"Where do you see a cookie?!" Mabel asked excitedly squinting through the crowds.
"ARGH!" Dipper screamed as the Victorian girl watched Dipper distastefully as he backed up. "Has this town gone back in time?"
"No, little girl it's a crappy holiday," Stan said.
"I do like it this way, it's far more…appealing. And for once the woman aren't wearing such offensively short things…" Cookie sniffed.
"HALLO!" A loud raspy voice exclaimed.
Everyone except for Cookie screamed in surprise. "It's me! Old Man McGucket! Do ya'll remember?! I made that lake monster robot that almost killed ya! AH HA!"
"Oh, so that's what you were doing in the water? Should've known," Matthew said.
"I see you've made your acquaintance with my new apprentice!" McGucket continued.
"Apprentice?" Dipper asked Cookie. "Apprentice of what? Cuckoo-ness?" Matthew snorted at that.
"No, McGucket is actually very quiet smart. I'm an engineering apprentice, right now we're going to make an ice-breathing dragon!" Cookie said cheerfully.
"But first, we gotta presentation of eating books! Come now, Biscuit!"
"It's Cookie."
"Got it, Oreo!"
The two walked off while chatting.
"Well, I never expected her to go hang with McGucket," Matthew said.
"She did possess me and try to kill me…and you for that matter," Dipper said.
"I'm lost," Mabel said with a grin.
"Here ye, here ye!" A loud voice said. "The commencing ceremony is about to commence!"
"You coming Grunkle Stan?" Mabel asked.
"No! Just know, that if you three come home talking like these people, you're dead to me!" Stan snapped.
"There's a carpetbagger in the turnip cellar!" Dipper said.
"Well hornswabber my harverstack!" Mabel said. Matthew laughed while the twins spat on the ground and ran away laughing while Stan called, "Dead to me!"
"I'll make sure they're not dead to everyone else," Matthew said as he left Stan's side to join the twins where Deputy Durland was ringing his bell jubilantly. As Matthew walked through the crown they parted automatically and began to whisper. Matthew even glared at boy who pointed at him and smirked when he burst into tears.
"Police! My purse!" An old woman cried as a thief ran off with the merchandise.
Deputy Durland just continued to ring his bell cheerfully.
"How did these idiots get hired?" Matthew murmured to himself.
"Gravity Falls pal, or should I say, Furious Fire Boy."
Matthew turned to see a raven-haired girl about his age with large curls and grey eyes. Matthew was about to respond to her when feedback from the microphone echoed across the audience.
"Hello Gravity Falls!" Pacifica said cheerfully. "You all know me, Pacifica Northwest, great-great granddaughter of town fonder Nathanial Northwest, oh! And I'm super rich!"
The crowd applauded along with her parents in the back.
"Now, if any of you have the pioneer spirit, step right up!" Pacifica said as Mabel bound on to the stage happily.
"And first up we have Mabel Pines! Grandniece of Mr. Mystery, giver her a hand folks!" Pacifica said as the crowd complied.
"Hey guys!" Mabel said loudly. "You ready to have some fun?! USA! USA! USA!"
The rest of the crowd began chanting "USA" while a man in the back began sniffing and wiping his eyes.
"STAGE DIVE!" Mabel said loudly as she leapt to the air and was caught by multiple people who passed her around.
"BEST DAY EVER!" Mabel squealed while Pacifica said, "Give her a hand everybody!"
The people who weren't carrying the female twin around clapped politely as she was placed next to her brothers.
"I wanna do that again!" Mabel squealed as Pacifica said, "Now who wants to hear more about me?"
"She's cool and all but I sure don't," Dipper said as the three of them left, Mabel waving cheerfully at her friend.
"I want some old timey butterscotch!" Mabel said.
"Yeah sure, let's get that," Matthew said.
"The chocolate is better," a voice said.
The trio turned to find the raven-haired girl from the crowd.
"There's chocolate?!" Mabel squealed.
"Yup, chocolate!" The girl said. "Right over there," she nodded to a shop.
"Race you!" Dipper said and Mabel laughed and followed her brother while Matthew frowned at the girl. "I feel like I know you from somewhere."
"Me?" The girl smiled. "I don't think so, handsome."
"Know really…I feel like I should know you."
"Do you?" The girl smiled mysteriously.
Matthew looked to where his siblings were munching on chocolate before turning back to the girl who was still smiling at him mysteriously. "What's your name?"
"Penelope Evergreen," The girl said holding out her hand, showcasing manicured nails.
"Evergreen?" Matthew asked. "Your related to Stratus Evergreen?"
"Yeah, he's my great-uncle."
"Ah, well, better be going…" Matthew muttered, getting creepy vibes from the girl. "Um, enjoy—."
Penelope grabbed Matthew's arm. He tried to pull away but his feet seemed to be frozen to the spot. The teen's heart beat increased as Penelope smirked, swiping two fingers in front of her eyes and creating a silver mask, her dark hair turning blonde. Matthew's eyes widened. "You…"
"You will fix me, Matthew Pines…if it's the last thing we both do," Penelope hissed leaning forwards.
"What are you talking about?" Matthew murmured, wondering if anyone was seeing any of this. He looked around, though people seemed to be walking past him without a second glance.
"Glamour," Penelope said answering the question in Matthew's head. "Very useful, able to shield the eyes of humans from things like…this."
Penelope smirked "And going back to your previous question…" she began leaning in closer. "You'll know, you'll know soon enough and then, I'll be fixed, with you and the Chronical."
"I don't—."
Penelope let go of Matthew's wrist and he fell with a grunt.
"Oh! Are you okay!" Matthew's head snapped up when he saw Penelope, though she was no longer wearing her mask and her hair was once more black. "Here," she held out her hand, though Matthew wacked it away and glared at her, standing up on his own.
"Remember what I said before? When you were being a smart aleck?" Penelope said with a smile. "I'm not done with you." And with that she disappeared into the crowd, Matthew watching where she once was with narrowed eyes.
"Matthew! You gotta try this chocolate! It's awesome!" Matthew turned around to find Mabel showing him a chocolate bar. Matthew took the bar and bit into it. It tasted like nothingness in his mouth.
"Hey, are you alright?" Dipper asked the teen with a frown.
"I'm fine."
"Is that pretty girl single?" Mabel asked with a grin.
"Mabel, whatever you're thinking, get rid of it," Matthew grumbled as the preteen giggled. Matthew hearing Penelope's words in his head:
"I'm not done with you."
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
"There it is kids! The cheapest fair money can buy!" Stan said cheerfully.
"No crazy chimeras here, right?" Matthew asked.
"As far as I'm concerned, nope!" Stan said just as Dipper's screams could be heard.
"Dipper!" Matthew exclaimed as the sky tram crashed.
"I think the sky tram is broken…and my bones."
"Do you feel like going unconscious?" Matthew asked.
"Uh…no?"
"Then you're fine," Matthew said helping Dipper out of the car.
"Oh, that's a relief," Dipper mumbled.
"Here," Stan said holding out paper with big A's on it. "Go put these on everything so it looks like it's been checked for faults!"
"Grunkle Stan, is that legal?" Mabel asked.
"He's Stan Pines, almost everything he does is non-legal," Matthew muttered.
"Couldn't've said it better, Matt!" Stan said jubilantly as he walked off to talk to Soos.
Soon, the fair was in full swing, people milling in to play the games and go on all the rides, that's when Matthew felt someone grab his shoulders and say, "You're coming with me!"
Matthew screamed and panicked when he remembered he couldn't use his powers. He only calmed down and scowled when both Dipper and his "assaulter", Wendy exploded in uncontrollable laughter.
"Ha, ha," Matthew crabbed.
"Sorry, man, but your reaction was priceless!" Wendy said wiping away a tear.
Matthew scoffed. "Oh hey, Dipper, there's Cookie!"
Dipper screamed loudly and looked around, but stopped when both Matthew and Wendy laughed.
"Very funny," Dipper grumbled.
"Hey, hey. It was joke Dipping-Sauce, why don't we get those unnaturally shaped hot-dogs?" Matthew said gesturing to the stand.
"I think they're corn-dogs," Wendy said.
"No, dummy, they're hot-dogs," Matthew said poking Wendy in the ribs. Wendy laughed and the two began poking each other until they reached the stand, Dipper feeling a tad jealous, though not overly so, there was nothing wrong with playing with a friend…he hoped that was all it was.
"Ha! You're right, Matt, these are unnaturally shaped!" Dipper said with a chuckle.
"They still taste…" Wendy held up her question-marked shaped hot-dog up to the DELECIOUS sign. "Delicious?"
The three of them laughed lightly when some mustard fell on Wendy's sleeve.
"Aw, boo! Be right back, guys," Wendy said. "Wait here?"
"Yup," Matthew said casually.
"Totally!" Dipper said as Wendy went to find a napkin.
"I love you…" Dipper whispered.
"You really shouldn't say those things out loud, she might be able to hear you, you know?" Matthew suggested.
"Oh, please. She can't hear me!" Dipper said waving the comment off like a fly.
"Aw, look at you! Getting all romantic at the fair! Wait tell Mom hears! She'll go bonkers!" Mabel laughed with two cotton candies in each of her hands.
"It was great!" Dipper exclaimed. "I was like, 'you wanna hang out at the fair?' and she was like, 'yeah, sure', isn't that great?!"
"Hey, you guys seen Wendy?" A familiar unwelcome voice asked.
"Who wants know?" Dipper asked with a frown as Robbie stole some of Mabel's cotton candy, causing her to cry out indignantly.
"I got these new skinny jeans, thought she'd like to, check 'em out."
"You're a guy, why are you wearing skinny jeans?" Matthew demanded.
"Shut it, it's called style. Something you wouldn't understand if it kicked you in your Pretty Boy Behind!"
"Says the guy who wears eye-shadow."
"It's eye makeup!"
The two teens glared at each other for a few seconds. Robbie began to walk away when Matthew tripped him.
"Oops," Matthew said casually.
Robbie snarled and continued to walk away.
"Well, that happened," Dipper mumbled before he beamed. "Things are looking up to me! I figured out The Author's related to me, and I'm going somewhere with Wendy!"
"Well, whichever one of you she chooses, I'll be there to support—OH MY GOSH A PIG!" And then Mabel was gone, running towards the pen with pigs in it.
"'Whichever one she chooses?' What, what does that mean?" Dipper asked worriedly.
Matthew shrugged.
"I'm back," Wendy announced. "I managed to wipe the mustard off, lucky me, right?"
"Oh, look at that!" Dipper said pointing at a game with stuffed animal prizes.
"Whoa! I don't know if that's a panda or a duck but I want one!" Wendy said.
"I'll win one for you!" Dipper said confidently.
"Well, good-luck," Matthew told his brother as the man gave him a ball. Dipper mumbled something under his breath before tossing the ball, and missing. The ball then hit a plank of wood before hitting Wendy's eye. "Ow! My eye!" She cried.
"Oh, my gosh, Wendy!" Dipper cried.
"Ugh, is it swollen?" Wendy asked.
"D-don't worry! I'll get ice!" And the boy ran off.
"Does it hurt?" Matthew asked.
"Yeah…a lot."
"Aw man I wish I had my…never mind. We'll just wait until Dipper gets the ice— "
"Hey, Wendy," Robbie said coming from behind the two. "Hey, Pretty Boy."
"Robbie, cut it out," Wendy said.
"Uh, yeah, okay. Anyway, here," Robbie placed an ice cone on Wendy's eye. "Feel better?"
"Aw yeah, that's nice, the gesture, and the syrup," Wendy said with a smile.
"So, we've been hanging out…" Robbie said slowly. "We were just wondering…do you want to go out?"
Wendy hissed slightly and rubbed her arm. "I-I don't know…I mean you're nice and all but—."
"Don't tell me you're on a date with him!" Robbie crabbed pointing at Matthew.
"We're not on a date," Matthew said with a furrowed brow.
"Well then, you can come with me. Right, Wendy?" Robbie pressed.
Wendy thought for a moment. "You know what? Alright."
She and Robbie walked off, and Matthew felt tugging at his gut but he ignored it.
"Wendy went with Robbie?!" Dipper asked Matthew hysterically.
"Yeah…" Matthew muttered. "Suck, right?"
Dipper's shoulders slumped. "Everything's different now…"
"Hey guys! I got a pig and I named him Waddles!" Mabel said with a grin, holding up a pig. "You know, because he waddles! Ha! I'm smart! Uh…guys? What are you…? Oh."
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
"Do you guys ever wish you could go back and fix one mistake?" Dipper asked gloomily.
"Nope! I do everything right the first time!" Mabel said.
"Says the girl who mistook a bunch of gnomes for a sexy vampire," Matthew said with a smirk.
"That was one mistake!" Mabel exclaimed.
"One of many."
"My point is that I never liked the thought of time travel…except when it comes to Matthew because me and Dipper get an awesome big brother!" Mabel said with a grin.
Matthew gave her a grateful smile.
"Waddles! Say Matthew!"
The pig oinked and Mabel squealed in delight. Dipper just sighed forlornly. Matthew gave him a sympathetic frown before catching a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.
"I may be able to fix your problem, Dipping-Sauce," Matthew said getting up. He tapped Blendin on the shoulder, causing him to scream.
"Hey, Blendin?"
"How do you know my name?!" Blendin demanded.
"I—."
"Memory wipe!" Blendin through a baby wipe on Matthew's face.
"Dude, seriously!" Matthew ground out as Dipper and Mabel walked over curiously.
"You!" Dipper exclaimed. "You ruined my life!"
"How'd I—?"
"I need your time-travel tape, do you mind? I have something to fix," Matthew said abruptly.
"Time travel tape?" Mabel and Dipper asked with excited grins.
"What?! No, no, no, no—!" Blendin was cut off when Matthew punched him in the face, rendering him unconscious, he then took the tape from his toolbelt.
"You are the coolest big brother ever," Mabel whispered loudly.
"Yup, I know, so I'm going to go back and…"
"Wait, can't we go with you?" Dipper asked.
"Yeah rather not. You guys might have a fight, go back in time and screw up history, and ruin Blendin's life. It can be a possibility, you know?" Matthew said.
"Aw! Matt that's not fair!" Mabel whined.
"Look, when I get back I'll take you two for some ice-cream, okay?" Matthew asked.
"Two flavours?" Mabel asked excitedly.
"And crushed nuts?" Dipper asked.
"Yeah, yeah, cool, now I'll see you earlier," Matthew said.
"Ha! Good one!" Mabel said as Matthew pulled the tape and went backwards.
"It's twelve! The dunking tank is now open!" Stan's voice called from the megaphone. Then Matthew looked down and he saw Dipper and Mabel holding on to his leg.
"Dipper! Mabel! I told you to stay!"
"We wanted to come with you anyway," Dipper said.
"You're getting extra flavours of ice-cream for that," Matthew grinned.
"Yay!" Mabel said happily. "I'm off to re-win my pig!" And then she trotted off.
"There's Wendy," Dipper announced.
"Hey, Matt, Dipper, where'd you go?" Wendy asked.
"Oh, nowhere," Dipper said, then pointed at the toss game. "Look!"
"Whoa, I don't know if it's a panda or a duck but I want it!" Wendy said as the man operating the game handed the ball to Dipper. "One chance," he warned.
Dipper smiled. "That's what you think."
Dipper then threw the ball and it hit the bottles, however, the outcome was mostly the same, Wendy hurt her eye.
"Ow! My eye!"
"Again?" Dipper demanded as Robbie was once more showed up and led Wendy away to a date.
"Uh, third time the charm?" Matthew suggested.
"Third time the charm," Dipper agreed.
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
Third time was not the charm. Nor the fourth, or fifth, or even the one hundredth.
"There has to be something we're missing," Dipper mumbled doing complicated equations on a popcorn stand.
"Face, it Dipper! It just isn't meant to be!" Mabel said calmly, cuddling with Waddles.
"Maybe…I think I know how to stop her from going with Robbie," Matthew said.
"You do?"
Matthew nodded. "Come on."
The two caught up with Wendy once more and got to the operator of the stand who handed Dipper the ball.
"Okay," Dipper whispered. "What's the plan?"
"I throw it," Matthew whispered back.
"What? Why you?" Dipper hissed.
"Every time you throw the ball, Wendy gets hurt, maybe if I did it, the outcome would be different."
"But—!"
"Dude? Are you going to through or…?" Wendy asked as she watched the whispered conversation in bewilderment.
"Dipper, do you want her to go out with Robbie or not?" Matthew whispered.
Dipper gave a reluctant sigh and handed the ball to his brother.
Matthew furrowed his brow slightly and went over a bit of calculations in his head and the likeliest way to get the desired outcome, before tossing the ball. The bottles all crashed off the wood and the ball bounced off the wood. Dipper gasped as it seemed as if it'd hit Wendy's eye again…when Matthew caught it from the air.
"Good catch, Matt! I could've seriously gotten a swollen eye," Wendy said with a thankful smile as Matthew handed her the animal of undetermined species.
"That was sweet of you," Wendy said.
Just as Robbie walked towards them, asking if Wendy would like to join him on a date, Wendy leaned forward and gave Matthew a tiny kiss on the cheek.
All three male's mouths dropped in an "o" shape as Wendy pulled back and smiled brushing strand of her hair from her face.
Robbie scoffed and walked off while Matthew slowly touched the spot Wendy had kissed feeling an unfamiliar warm feeling in his stomach. He locked eyes with Wendy feeling a smile tug at his lips. Gosh, since when are Wendy's eyes so damn pretty…?
"Hey, Wendy, excuse me, I'd like to have a word with my amazing brother," Dipper said ruining the moment and tugging Matthew away from the red-head.
"What was that?!" Dipper demanded angrily.
"Dipper, it was a better outcome, wasn't it?" Matthew asked, still feeling a bit star struck.
"No! No, it wasn't! It was just as bad! Instead of her going out with Robbie, she kissed you!"
"On the cheek, Dipper, what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that you ruined everything for me just as much as Robbie did!" Dipper cried.
"Dipper—!"
Dipper snatched the time traveling device from his brother.
"Not to worry, I have another plan, and I'll make it—."
"Whoa, whoa wait, why should we go back in time again? Robbie isn't going out with her, isn't that what our job was?" Matthew asked.
"Yeah, it was so that I could have a chance with Wendy! Not for you to screw everything up!" Dipper snapped.
Matthew was this close to telling Dipper about him and Wendy's dance, the way they gazed into each others eyes, he was this close to telling him about how Stan claimed she had fallen for him, he was this close to telling him that trying to win Wendy's heart was a lost cause.
But he didn't.
"Fine, do whatever, I don't care anymore," Matthew crabbed.
"Mabel, we're going," Dipper said.
"Coming!" Mabel sang before grabbing Matthew's arm.
With a sigh, Matthew felt himself warped though space and time, remembering the way Wendy had kissed his cheek. For just one mere moment, she had rekindled that feeling he got with…her all those years prior to this universe's existence.
And Dipper had to ruin it.
…A-X-O-L-O-T-L…
AN: OOOO. The DRAMA!
Anyway, it's late, you'll get the conclusion soon, Hope, you enjoyed!
Fantasy Freak OUT!