🌓 Inhuman (Gravity Falls Dipper x Reader) 🌗

🌗 Ep. 11: Not What He Seems 🌗

~~~~~~~~~Your POV~~~~~~~~~

"AHHHH! It's here it's here IT'S HERE!!" Mabel yelled with excitement as he ran down the shack's main hallway.

It was early in the morning, and because Mason and I had been woken up so suddenly, the two of us were groggily following behind, dragging our feet and trying not to yawn. I myself had to keep rubbing my eyes so they wouldn't close. "Does whatever this is have to happen so early...?"

Mason leaned his head on my shoulder. "What is this anyway?"

"Okay, so I was just opening random doors, because I'm a creep, when I found something amazing!"

"That being....?" I asked again, my eyes narrowed.

She opened the door in front of us, revealing a bunch of boxes, all filled to the brim with perfectly good fireworks. "Feast your eyes!!" *

"Whoahoho!!" Mason cheered, a smile on his face as Mabel wrapped an arm around him.

"Bro. Bro. We're both thinking it."

"Crazy rooftop fireworks party!!" they both said in synch.

I only chuckled, a bit confused. "Crazy rooftop what now?"

"Not so fast, kids!!" Both twins tensed up at Stan's voice behind us, all of us turning to look at him and seeing the glare on his face. "There is no way on Earth you're setting off those dangerous illegal fireworks." Then he leaned down and smiled, "Without me!"

A group smile and change of clothes later, we were all out sitting on the rooftop ledge which I guess wasn't so secret anymore, but I didn't mind.

I was sitting on the edge work Mason next to me, my arm around him as he leaned onto my shoulder. Mabel was basically bouncing work energy as Stan picked up one of the fireworks from the box, lighting it up and offering it. "Here you go, sweetie! Set something on fire for your Grunkle Stan!"

Mabel wasted no time snatching it from him and running to the edge, screaming at the top of her lungs, "I AM THE GOD OF DESTRUCTION!!" before letting it go and watching it explode.

I laughed along with the others, but it was turned halfhearted at a realization. "I'm gonna have to clean all of this, aren't I?"

"Don't worry, I'll help you out," Mason said as he nudges my side. "Just enjoy it for now!"

Before I could agree though, I grew tense as Sheriff Blubbs and his deputy walked over to us, the sheriff raising a hand to get our attention as he spoke. "Hold on a minute, do you have a permit for those?"

Mason stuttered as he looked for a response, but Stan answered almost immediately. "Do you have a permit for being totally lame?!"

We all laughed. Even the sheriff found it funny, letting out a chuckle. "Well, I can't argue with that! Carry on!"

Then the two left, and Stan let out a sigh as he leaned back into his seat. "Seriously though, we should probably clean this mess up."

We all turned ahead, seeing the fire we started along our front yard, to which I commented, "Called it."

"With water balloons?" Mabel asked, to which Stan smiled.

"I don't see why not!"

The twins immediately ran downstairs, starting their long awaited war. Mason was mostly trying to run away from Mabel, trying to throw a water balloon at one point, which only landed about a foot or two in front of him, his shoulders drooping at the sight. "Seriously?"