Wendy was walking to the Shack; she had promised Dipper that they could go mystery hunting today since the Shack had no customers. She walked straight to the door and opened it, not bothering to knock. "Dipper? I'm here. Ready to start hunting?" Wendy called out to the boy, knowing it was late morning and he would be up.
Dipper glanced over from where he was sitting in the living room, blinking. Oh. I forgot that Wendy was coming over. Right. Standing up and stretching his stiff muscles, Dipper smiled with friendliness and nodded, feeling for the journal in his vest. It's there. Good.
A few hours ago he had cleaned himself up for the day, getting properly dressed and ready to go out into town if needed. The boy didn't hear anything from Bill just yet, nor his sister, although he was sure that she was up by now. "I'll go and get Mabel," he told her. "I'll be back in a second. Wait right there."
Hurrying away, he climbed the steps up to their room, spotting his sister knitting on her bed with Waddles beside her, singing a pop song that Dipper never really liked under her breath. "Hey, Mabel, Wendy's here. We're going to go on a mystery hunt together. Want to come?"
The brunette beamed, looking up from her project. "Sure thing! That sounds like fun! The perfect opportunity for you to bond with her so you can romantically give her that gift! It'll be so sweet!" She broke off into cackling laughter, cheeks puffed up in her amusement.
Mabel must've seen his embarrassed blush because it didn't take anything out of his mouth to get her going. That didn't stop his protests, though. "M-mabel! I told you that ship would never sail! Wendy and I are just friends and —" he paused for a moment, thinking back to Mabel and his conversation from the day before, "I said that wasn't for her! I don't have a gift, anyway. Does it look like I do?" He showed her his hands, both of them empty.
"Hmm, maybe not, bro-bro," she said with a knowing smile, standing up and petting her pig on the head in farewell, "but you still can't get away from your true feelings, Dipper! I can tell when someone's crushing on another, and if anything, you've got that lovey-dovey look all over you! Come on, why else would my dork brother go to the store? It's gotta be for a girl! And if you aren't getting her a present then you're definitely getting her something else!"
Dipper frowned, wondering what he could say to turn her down without making her jump further to conclusions. If I deny her then she'll think I'm lying . . . He settled on letting her speak this out of her system.
The sweater-wearing girl punched his shoulder playfully as she passed him, heading down the steps with him following behind her. "What did you buy, anyway? I wanna know! She has to love it. You can't buy just anything."
Dipper couldn't help but answer, "I didn't buy anyone anything. It was just some salt and water. For . . . myself, you know?"
She kept her grin. "I knew it! Salt and water, both things used in recipes! You're getting ingredients for food! You're gonna make your lover something tasty to show how tasty they'll be when —"
"Ew! Gross! No!" Dipper cut her off, muffling the rest of the statement with his hand. "Don't you dare suggest that. That's disgusting. And I don't even know how to cook good anyway." He took his hand away from her mouth, letting her talk once they made it to the bottom of the staircase, where Wendy was waiting for them.
"Do you like Candy?" his twin pressed, yelling the question loudly.
"No! I don't like anyone!" he yelled back, causing Mabel to giggle, shaking her head. Why can't I just tell her the truth and get her to stop this? Dipper growled silently, knowing the answer already. Ugh, if only Bill didn't make this deal with me . . . Life would be a whole lot easier. He made a face, turning away to look at the redhead. "I-I'm sorry for all that, Wendy. Mabel just can't seem to understand my point of view," he apologized with light irritation, listening to the background noise of his sister making obnoxious noises in response to her boredom and impatience. "Well, I'm ready to go and I've got the journal with me. Is Soos coming with us?"
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Misguided Adventures and Magical Attachments (Completed)
FanfictionDipper thought his summer couldn't get any worse. When a certain one-eyed triangle shows up again, Dipper realizes he was wrong. With Bill Cipher back, evil is sure to triumph unless Dipper does something to stop it. However, what if Bill . . . isn'...