#pinesot4

Stan finally having enough of Dipper being rank and tossing his ass in the shower. Stripping him and flinging him in there, not really giving a damn because he is TIRED of his smelly great nephew and YOU WILL GET CLEAN DAMN IT! And Dipper is trying to fight it, fight off Stan because he can do it himself but Stan is like, "Nope, you've lost that chance after the 10th time I told you to shower today." But Dipper is feeling some kinda way about being man handled by Stan so easily and being moved this way and that way. Stan also talks and that also does something to him. Stan is fed up with his behavior about his hygiene and that he needs to shower more often and that if he doesn't start making changes soon then this is how he'll get his showers from now on. Stan is rough but makes sure to hit all the spots which is doing Dipper no favors. Dipper is embarrassed and chastised and uh oh, kinda horny. But Stan doesn't notice, doesn't care, he just wants Dipper cleaned. He doesn't notice that Dipper climaxed at all and when he's done, he wraps him up in a towel on the toilet and tells him he better not have to do this again or else he won't even use the hot water next time. Dipper is going through the 7 stages of grief in a matter of seconds.

If it's Ford, it's only because Stan told Ford that if he doesn't convince their great nephew to take a shower this instant then he's going to make it Ford's problem. And Ford does not want it to become his problem. But even The Author can't convince a 12 year old boy to take a shower when he don't want one. So he takes a similar route as Stan because there is no other route to take except he's more methodical. He's going about it like a check list and not wanting to miss anything, while Dipper is feeling betrayed that his hero would make him shower. But he's also feeling all kinds of ways of being exposed to Ford, his literal hero, and being essentially some kinda of specimen that Ford is taking his time going through. And the detachment along with the words of familiarity, "I understand, I was just like you, but Stan is right and you need to bathe." goes right to Dipper's belly. Ford also does not notice that Dipper hit his climax either and leaves him also in a towel on the toilet and fresh clothes.

Mabel is their last choice. Ford and Stan have not been over successful and in fact, Dipper has begun to act a little odd around them. Mabel tells them that she can take care of this, she is her sister after all. Stan and Ford try to persuade her out of it since its not her responsibility and she's a girl, but she won't hear it. Her approach is different. She takes it as a "If I'm taking one, you're taking one." And because she's just as insane as the rest of her family, she wouldn't think that maybe she should wear a bathing suit. No, going going full birthday suit. And just like her uncles, she has no gauge as to how this is affecting Dipper, especially when Mabel's approach is that she needs help (also she has black mail material on him and if he doesn't get in the shower right now, she'll tell their friends.) So Dipper is both an active participant and a victim in their approach. Not nearly as rough nor even that chaotic but it's just as insane and hot. This is also doing something to him. Difference here is that Dipper actively seeks out his climax afterwards when he's alone, solidifying that Dipper is now officially three for three.

Late into the afternoon with the sun barely setting, Dipper wandered through the Shack looking for his great uncle Stan, attempting to answer his sister's query on what they're having for dinner.

Ford's room was the last place he managed not to look, seriously doubting Stan would willingly walk down all those stairs. He hoped he'd hear them talking, but instead it was silent as he approached the door with quiet steps. To his surprise, it's already open, a few inches of a gap and decent lighting lead him to a compelling discovery.

From his angle, he could see the back of Stan sitting on the couch with Ford behind. A sliver of each of their faces perfectly still and way too close, and it's only when Dipper noticed six distinct digits curl their fingers into the gray of Stan's short hair that he realized they were kissing. Actually, literally, peacefully kissing. One of them pulled back first to lightly breathe in some air in soft pants, and Dipper thought about leaving. Vaguely.

It made sense why they were sharing the same space still, even after returning to shore and the Falls for the summer. Their great uncles were a couple and they were hiding it. Once Stan muttered, "I should uh, make us some dinner," Dipper swiftly walked away as quietly as he came.

He mindlessly walked back to the living room where Mabel's set up a whole crafting station for knitting her next best sweater for tomorrow. "What's the word, bro-bro?"

"He's coming down soon..." He trailed off, but she waited on noticing his odd look. "Can I tell you what I just saw without you repeating it? Sibling secret?"

Mabel sat up and put down her crafts, "Oh yeah? Go for it."

Dipper stepped toward her, reaching for her hand. "I need you to promise not to mention it or make it weird."

"Ffffffine, I promise not to tell, sibling secret style."

He can't help but look into her pretty eyes, hair lightly astray under the colored band she had in. "I saw them kissing."

"Oh my god, Dipper, WHO?" She sounds appalled that he didn't start with that.

"Stan- Stan and Ford." Dipper stated, unsurprised at her mouth dropping agape, temptation to scream twitching at the corners.

Mabel stood quickly and wrapped her arms around him, "You really did, didn't you? You can't stop smiling."

"Was I? I suppose it feels good to know we're not the only ones."

"I knew they were, the way they act all teasing and banter-y with one another..."

"Heh, yeah," Dipper felt her pull back and look him in the eye. She leaned forward and he met her halfway, catching their mouths together. It felt so freeing now to kiss her, the idea of getting caught far less impeding. He twisted his head to feel more of her soft lips against his own, until the footsteps of their uncle came from down the hall.

They separate regretfully, not wanting to temp fate at their indecent intimacy in case Stan isn't so keen on them doing it.