Crazier things have happened - Stanford X reader

Chapter 40

On my way to Mabel's tower, I overheard some stuffed animals talking about some weird trial. Fantasy vs. Reality.
So I followed some of them, and made my way to the courtroom.

I noticed Soos and Wendy sitting in the crowd. They were waving me over.

Mabel and Dipper were sitting at a table near the front.
"What's going on?", I whispered.
"I have no idea, honestly.", Wendy replied.
"Dipper broke the only rule here, dude.", Soos explained.

My gaze wandered to the front, as the twins started talking.
"Seriously, Mabel? You're letting them take our argument to court?", Dipper hissed.
"Hey, I didn't make the rules in Mabeland."
"Yes, you did! There's a tapestry of you making the rules!", Dipper yelled, pointing to a tapestry.

"All rise! For the honorable Judge Kitty Kitty Meow Meow Face-Shwartstein.", some weird police-giraffe spoke up.
My left eye twitched. "I can't wait to leave this place."

The judge emerged from his hole in the bottom of the catscratcher and climbed to the top and banged his squeaky mallet.
"Order! Order! This trial begins right meow!"
Then the cat saw a string hanging from the ceiling, so it started batting it.
"Ooh! Hahaw! Oh!"

The police-giraffe cleared its throat. "Judge?"
"Sorry, sorry.", the cat coughed. "We are here to try Dipper Pines in the case of fantasy vs. reality."

I looked back at the twins.
"If Dipper wins, Mabel will return with him to the real world! But if he loses he will be banished forever! And replaced with town darling, Dippy Fresh! Dippy, come on out.", the judge ended.

Drippy Fresh walked forward and posed. "Flip-a-dip-dip!"
Dipper pounded the table. "I hate him. So. much!"

"The final decision will be made by a jury of your peers.", the judge explained and six copies of Mabel appeared in the jury stand.

"Hi, there! I love your headband!"
"Shut your mouth, I love your headband!"
"We're all wearing the same headband!"
"HEADBANDS!"

"Look, Mabel, this whole thing is ridiculous. But if winning a trial is what it takes to get you to come home with us, then so be it.", Dipper spoke a bit softer this time.
"I'm sorry, Dipper, but I can only speak through my legal team now."

Xyler and Craz entered, wearing suits with the sleeves cut off.
"We have a doctorate degree in hunkiness!"
"Also criminal and international law."
I rolled my eyes.

"Let's hear openin' statements.", the judge said.
"Your honor, townsfolk, lovely ladies of the jury.", Xyler started, earning giggles from the Mabel copies.

"My case is simple: this very unrighteous dude thinks that reality is better than fantasy. But reality is bogus, lame and whack.", Craz continued.

"Objection your honor, that's conjecture.", Dipper spoke up.
"Meowverruled."

"I'd like to show you this 'reality' that Dipper loves so much, and show you how it has wronged my client, and Dipper, their entire lives. Exhibit A.", Xyler meant as he opened a book titled 'Mabel Memories'.

"What is he doing?..", I mumbled.
"I think they're bringing up bad memories to prove their point.", Wendy said with a stern look on her face.

"Second grade. October tenth."
The screen on the front changed and you could see a parking lot.

Dipper and Mabel, in second grade, were sitting in a chair with some other kids getting their picture taken.
"Darn allergies.", the young Dipper sniffed.

The young Mabel put on a slap bracelet. While her arm was already covered with them.
"Boom! A million slap bracelets! I'm gonna have the best photo ever! And how d'you like my new pigtaaailllls?", she said waving her head back and forth.