GIVE ME THE CRACK! (No One in Particular) (Crack)

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"GOD DAMMIT WHY AGAIN!"

Looking up, they saw Dipper. Racing for his life down a steep hill. They huffed, throwing up their hood, then hunched over to their phone.

"I'M COMING DIPPER!"

They looked up again, spotting a bright pink blob falling down after him.

"JUST GIVE ME THE CRACK DIPPER!"

Annnnnd... there's Stanley.

"YOU DON'T NEED THE CRACK!"

Stanford.

"C'MON DUDES WHY CAN'T WE JUST GET ALONG HERE?"

Soos...

"Whatever."

And then Wendy flopped next to them.

"Sup dude."

They briefly nodded.

"What the actual fuck?"

"I don't know. The author is out of ideas."

I turned around from the screen to face the world I was creating, "STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL DAMNIT!" "MAKE ME!" "I WILL!" I, the author, turned back to the screen and began typing. Moments later, Wendy didn't have a mouth.

"That'll teach you to backtalk me."

The one mysterious person reached over and deleted my corrections to Wendy's attitude. "HEY!" "Thanks, homie."

They shrugged. "Eh."

"Fucking characters. Why do I even do this anymore?"

"You don't."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"Stop denying it."

"I STILL WRITE!"

"It doesn't feel like it!"

I flopped down into the bed I typed into existence. "I need a nap."

CRASH

"DAMMIT WHAT DID YOU DO NOW!"

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