#wendipweek

Dipper stepped up to the door of the Mystery Shack, pop music playing over speakers inside. He looked through the window of the Mystery Shack, to see Stan happily counting the cold cash he just made, Mabel dancing next to a couple of girls that appeared to be her age, and Wendy, nodding her head to the beat.

He took the list that had been holding him back all evening, and tore it to shreds. Steeling himself, he entered the Shack.

(Ao3)

Confession

"I am SO done with this cave!", Mabel cried, twisting the hem of her sweater to wrench the water it was still soaked with.

"Oh, come on, we've been through worse…", Dipper countered, as he left their boat, followed by Wendy, who got out just before the current grabbed it and sent it down the roaring river, straight into rocks.

"You've just HAD to stick your nerdy nose inside, just because it's called 'The Wellspring of Wisdom' haven't you?", she retorted. "It's like that time you've taken Wendy for a date TO THE LIBRARY!"

At the reminder of that, Dipper's face turned white, then changed to red faster than set of traffic lights, while his eyes grew five times in size.

"MABEL! It was not a date! Not-not at all…"

Flustered, he looked at Wendy, who, to his relief, merely smirked.

"It wasn't that bad… Especially once we've started paper aeroplanes fight. And honestly, those origami animals coming to life was fun."

Despite Wendy's positive attitude, Mabel continued her list of complaints

"We've nearly drowned in the Stream of Consciousness, had to fight the Axon Axemen, and the Cerebral Cerberus wanted to bite our heads off!"

At this point, Wendy interjected.

"You're just angry you didn't get to pet it, aren't you?"

Mabel shied away.

"Well… He looked so fluffy…", she said sheepishly, staring into the ground.

"Come on, then", Wendy offered her a hand, "I don't think we will see anything wWHAT THE HECK?"

The party stopped, as they laid their eyes on their next obstacle.

"Eewww!", the twins said in unison.

And 'Ewww!' was an apt way of describing it. The corridor was filled with stalagmite- and stalactite-like forms, that were not made of rock, but disgusting, thick, waxy, yellowish ooze. And what was worse, the structures on the ceiling dripped blobs of it to the ground ones.

"I am not getting through THAT!", Mabel stated, "No amount of everlasting wisdom is worth it. I mean, look at it!"

She stepped closer to the honey-like goo.

"For once I wished I've stayed at the Shack, I've just started bing-watching 'Cosmic Frontier', and-"

In a split of a second, Mabel clapped her hands over her mouth, as if she has just uttered a disgusting swearword. But it was too late. It was time for Mabel's eyes to nearly pop out her skull, as the consequences of her sudden confession dawned on her.

Dipper stared at his sister utterly flabbergasted, until he regained the ability to speak.

"You… You're watching 'Cosmic Frontier'?", he asked, trying to contain his excitement, just in case he misheard her.

He watched as Mabel desperately tried to shake her head in denial, but it was as if some invisible force prevented her from doing so. Finally, she gave up and nodded, whispering 'Yes..' in a defeated voice, as her hands no longer blocked her mouth.

"But Mabel, this is awesome!", he exclaimed, "Who's your favourite captain?"

"No, it is not awesome!", she protested, "I mean not the show, it is awesome, and Prick is the best, obvy, but the fact I cannot lie about it JUST STINKS!"

Dipper was about to passionately argue about her choice, but as she threw her arms into the air, he's noticed something. Her sweater had the smallest of rips around her elbow, which was also stained with the yellow, honey-like goo. And once he connected the dots, he let out a gasp.

"Guys, I know what this is!", and he took out his journal, shuffling through the pages.

"Me too, it's disgusting!", Mabel added, flicking off the blob from her exposed skin.

"No… I mean, yes, it is, but it's called…"

He opened his book and showed the spread pages to Mabel and Wendy.

"Freudian slobs!", he spoke triumphantly, "The secretion makes you say whatever's on your mind, even if it is an uncomfortable truth! Or maybe a secret even you yourself didn't know about. And if you slip on a Freudian slob… Well, you better change all your passwords, let's just say."

They've all turned their heads, staring worryingly at the trap lying, and, more importantly, dripping in front of them. The rocky corridor suddenly seemed even narrower and longer than a moment before. And when they all looked away from it, neither could quite meet the eyes of the others…

"Alright, should we draw straws, or…?", Dipper asked, only half-heartedly, afraid of answers he'd receive.

"No need. I'll go first.", Wendy countered with confidence in her voice that has replaced the uncomfortable silence.

She stretched and dashed forward, jumping from rock to rock as if they were made of rubber. And she traversed the rest of the gooey corridor in a single jump that ended with her landing safely and gracefully on the other side, unblemished by the yellow substance.

The cave erupted with applause, as the Pines recovered from being stunned by Wendy's acrobatic skills.

"Okay, me next!"

And to Dipper's prolonged bewilderment, Mabel rushed forward, stopping just inches away from the first puddle, as if it marked the starting line. The confusion continued, as she opened her backpack and produced a multi-colored rainbow umbrella, opened it and gave it a theatrical twirl.

"And before you ask", she shot Dipper with judgemental gaze, "This has nothing to do with the umbrella Dr. Zone used to carry in season six."

"I wasn't going to", Dipper replied, trying to hide a proud, beaming smile.

He watched as Mabel walked into the goo-covered corridor, treating it as if it was a dancefloor, and she was performing some wild, frivolous moves to the music only she could hear. Yet despite that, she hasn't stepped into any of the puddles, and the blobs that fell onto her umbrella were swiftly expelled at random directions with each twirl. And before soon she was standing next to Wendy, high-fiving her and shouting at Dipper.

"Come on, Dipper!"

"You're the only one left, bro!"

Dipper considered their obstacle for a moment, and reached into his backpack. From its depths he produced what look like a big, elongated pill, which he swiftly opened, revealing that it contained a blue, disposable, plastic raincoat. A moment later, he was covered from head to toes with it, making him resemble a misshaped blueberry.

"And here… I… go!"

Dipper's attempt at crossing the sticky floor had no agility of Wendy's, nor the grace of Mabel's. In fact, Dipper looked like an astronaut walking on the Moon, experiencing not only state of lower gravity, but also using legs for the first time. His method, though slow and clumsy, was nonetheless effective, and a good five minutes later he emerged from their test and quickly discarded the raincoat.

"Ta-dah!", he spread his arms in celebration.

Mabel and Wendy exchanged quick looks.

"I'm not giving him more than 3", Mabel stated plainly.

"Well, he wasn't as fabulous as you, but it probably was the most sensible way, and wasn't this cave supposed to test how brainy we are?", Wendy replied, giving the twins a shrug.

Mabel shot her with judgemental gaze.

"You sure you didn't get some nerdy cooties in that library?"

Wendy laughed.

"Look, we should really move on and-"

But before Dipper finished, he was already moving on. And then around. And then around again, relatively to a different axis of rotation. Finally, after a long split of a second he found himself lying on his back after slipping.

"Dude, are you okay?", Wendy asked, rushing to help him.

"Yeah", was his reply.

But that word never left his mouth.

"No, I'm not!", he cried, "I'm stressing the heck out, because you've agreed to join us and I am deathly afraid I will not pass this test, like a complete dummy, and I will be forever ridiculed in front of a girl I AM STILL MADLY IN LOVE WITH!", he exclaimed on a single breath.

His rugged breathing was the only sound that interrupted what otherwise would have been a deafening silence.

"Sorry.", he whispered, unable to meet Wendy's eyes. But then he's noticed her stretching her arm to help him get up.

"Du-Dipper, don't worry, I know.", she smiled. "And you will never be a dummy to me."

He looked at her hand, her fingers entwined with his, glued with the truth-serum-secretion.

"And you know I still think you are cool.", she shrugged.

Only now Dipper realised his jaw has been hanging low, stumped by her proclamation. Before he knew it, he was back on his feet, drying himself with a piece of cloth Wendy gave him.

He looked at her calm, serene smile of understanding, and into her emerald eyes. He opened his mouth again, but was interrupted by Mabel.

"If you two lovebirds are done, we have ANOTHER corridor to through, and…", her voice carried her discontent, as she disappeared behind the corner, but changed into a shriek a second later.

"OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS HAVE TO SEE THIS!"

She ran back, frantically waving her arms.

"What? What is it?", Dipper asked, worried by her sudden change.

"It's a bunch of fat ponies and seahorses sitting around a fire, roasting marshmallows and discussing nerdy books! IT'S SO CUTE!"

At that pronouncement, Dipper's face brightened.

"It's a Campy Hippo Camp Hippocamp Campus! Oh, I've got to see that!"

And he ran after her, disappearing behind the turn.

Only when he was gone, Wendy let out a deep sigh. She looked at the waxy blob on the ground, and for a second, she wanted to toss herself and roll in it.

No. No shortcuts.

She'd have to find the courage herself. Maybe tonight, she can ask him to watch that sci-fi show…

‘All is well…All is well…All is well…’

And that’s the continuous chanting in the mind of Mason Pines who was hyperventilating over his wife’s birthing in the surgery room. Don’t be mistaken, after facing literal monsters every week he became a far cry from the sweating nervous boy he used to be, he is sweating because he is experiencing one of the biggest life-changing events in his life, which is becoming a father.

He is happy becoming a father of course, yet despite the advanced hospital his wife Wendy Corduroy is birthing in, he couldn’t stop himself worrying to death about the fate of her and their child, or twin children as he expects, currently, his Grunkles are assuring him that everything is fine by patting him on back, the man who faced literal monstrosities since his childhood was sweating mad.

Also, there is his sister Mabel Pines who is ecstatic about the prospect of becoming an aunt to possible twins. ‘Please be twins, please be twins..’ she internalized as she used two indexes of each of her hands in a gesture of wishing.

Then the moment comes as a male doctor comes in “Mr. Pines?”

“Y-yes?” Dipper asked in anticipation.

“Good news, there was difficulty but your wife has labored safely, just a few hours of rest and she will be fine.”

Wendy’s husband sighs in relief as everyone, but none as louder as him.

“Oh and also, congratulations, you are now father to triplets.”

The bombshell of the news left the jaws of everyone, including the now adult Mason hanging, this state continued even after the doctor left them nonchalantly.

“...MAZOLTUV!” Ford cheered with his hands open.

“Congrats knucklehead! You now have three brats to feed!” Stan congrats him with a dumb smile as he smacks his Great-Nephew's still standing back.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAK! An ear-blistering squeak came out of the now beamed twin of Mason, it was so loud that everyone in the hospital heard it, the Pines had to shield their ears to not get deaf, a couple of patients had a panic attack, and somewhere the now resting Wendy with triplets in her hands was rolling her eyes since she expected that.

Well, what do you know? Seems Corduroy and Pines's genes are a very potent mix together.

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13 Years later….

“I’m starting to see what our parents have been through…” Mabel muttered.

She was currently looking for the triplets in a wooden house near a rural area as they somehow disappeared with just one glance from them, those triplets would be Avalon Corduroy-Pines, Tyrone Corduroy-Pines, and Annabel Corduroy-Pines the children of her brother and his sister-in-law, Mason and Wendy.

They were easy to babysit when they were just infants, but since the day they reached 12, they become very handful, as it is revealed the children have inherited their parents a bit too much in terms of recklessness. Ava the tallest of the triplets who wore a worn-out pine tree hat and a pair of circled goggles with puffy hair was a reckless girl who gets herself into a lot of troubles and can go a bit overboard in things, not in a worrywart kind of way but in a daredevil way like trying to pet a Mongolian death worm her parents found in their journeys, Tyrone the only male who had the most similarity to their father in the face with a short hair who despite his nerdy interests is not afraid to break your nose and last but not the least, Anna who had a long hair and had inherited her mother’s temper, evidenced by her attacking a student 3 years older than her for trying to bully her, the student got a lot of bites and bruises from her, it didn’t help that it was a three joint operation thanks to her siblings.

They are the pride, the joy, and presently the pain of their aunt who was currently babysitting them for the time being until their parents return. She loves them like any good aunt; nonetheless, even she has to admit that they can be quite a handful.

‘Ah, reminds me of me and bro’s younger days, they truly are Pines through and throu-’ that line of reminiscent was quickly interrupted by a sudden blast of energy, the hum detecting device from one of his twin’s belongings from his room was beeping mad. The dutiful aunt quickly ran to the source of the blast which was from the yard; what she sees does not comfort her at all.

“WHAT THE HAY HAY!?” 

What she sees is a sight that would make any normal parent faint, what she witnesses is Tyrone keep chanting gibberish from a grimoire he bought, Ava was laughing maniacally with an ax as she is trying to ride some weird horror under a ritualistic painting which glowed in gree, the entity looked like the lovechild of an octopus and a green bird which had snake-like eyes, tentacles coming from around its beak filled with teeth and two-digit of sharp fingers and glowing yellowish-green eyes on each of its 6 wings and Annabel was throwing ropes on the creature.

“WHAT'S HAPPENING!?!?” Mabel asked in a panic.

“Oh hi, Aunt! We have summoned a being beyond our world as our experiment! It was a bit of mixed results so we are currently getting things under control!” Anna informed her aunt cheerfully.

“UNDER THE CONTROL!? YOUR BROTHER IS LITERALLY BEING POSSESSED!” Mabel pointed at Tyrone who was still babbling in gibberish.

“SAC:{V VVLP{AS_)DAJIDJHXGADUCI….” continued to babble.

“Eh, he’s fine, he isn’t possessed, just keep chanting to make lightning.” Lightning came from his hand to the beast, only for it to doge the lightning which set a block of wood on fire, Mabel’s eyes now grew wider.

“I SHALL ASCEND AS THE EMPRESS OF HELL! (or at least whatever hellish dimension this ugly chicken came from) HAHAHAHAHA!” the ironically named Avalon kept laughing like a lunatic.

Normally, Mabel would encourage their enthusiasm; however, she knows better than summoning beings from the other side is not a good idea. So she quickly goes back to the house and grabs her newly-improved grappling hook and a thaumaturgically enhanced portion in a lab glass, when she returns the insanity was still being continued so she used her hook to shoot at the book the boy had in his hand, “HEY!-” then start to grab the book away from him, and when she got it, she throws the book into the fiery wood to get it to burn “That was an antique!” A blast of energy comes from the burning book, after that the ugly creature screams in pain which leads it to shake off its rider who fell into the dirt.

“Oh buzz off you Lovecraft wannabe-mutated-deformed Pterodactyl!” She throws the potion in his possession at it which causes the creature to burst into fire, it flew as it repeatedly screams in pain until it fell to it’s death.

There was an awkward silence as the smell of a cooked turkey filled the place, the wood was still on fire “THAT WAS COOL! LET’S DO IT AGAIN!'' The now muddied face of the tallest of the triplets breaks the awkward silence in eagerness.

“NOPE! We are NOT pulling another exorcism! Now help your aunt to put out the fire before-”

“WHAT THE H IS GOING ON HERE!?” 

Mabel and the trio looked back at the source, and they found the outraged look of the parents, the source of the sound of the outrage was their mother who was not happy.

“Well, care to explain?” Their father asked in a disappointed tone to his now embarrassed-looking children.

“...it was her idea!” Annabel pointed at Avalon.

“Exactly- WHAT!?” she said over the betrayal, while Tyrone whistled innocently.

And followed was the outraged parents lecturing their sheepish kids over the mess and even more so over their summoning ritual, Dipper in particular was having a deja vu.

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During the night at 10 pm…

The kids were asleep and their mother and father were cleaning the dishes after their dinner.

“ *Phew* and here I thought my first successful summoning was eventful!” Dipper wondered while collecting the dishes.

“Dude, you got possessed by a demon which started acting very creepy in your body(That creep kept staring at my breast) while your spirit was floating around! And even then I hardly compare to all the crazy crap we were doing when we were young!” Wendy addressed as she helped Dipper collect the dishes.

“Ah yes… we were very stupid!” Dipper chuckled as he recalled.

“Stupidly awesome! Though I’m still going to ground them.” Wendy mused.

Mabel, who was currently washing the dishes, heard “Aren’t you both still going on dangerous adventures like last week when you were checking UFO sightings?” Mabel asked.

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Somewhere in a spaceship….

“AHAHAHAHA!” Wendy in a mech suit continued to attack with a Proton-Axe from her right arm with her left arm shooting from its cannons at the running aliens who were trying to abduct her and her husband with the husband in question wearing a mech suit as well aiding his wife by joining their fun date, the aliens were a little grey man with a big head and two big black eyes.

“<I KNEW WE SHOULD HAVE RETIRED AS TOURIST GUIDES INSTEAD OF VIOLATING SENTIENT RIGHTS!>'' one of them shouted in his alien language.

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“Oh right…we never really grow out of our addiction in pursuing troubles.” Dipper nodded in agreement.

"Oh well, 'Normalcy' is for people who don't have the stomach, normal life just doesn't cut it for people like us." Corduroy shrugged.

"Yeah, we aren't any run-of-the-mill parents because after their grounding is over, we're going to teach them in our line of work when they get older! (with safety tips of course)." Mason coomente.

"Man, we are cool parents!"

"Yes, we are!"

Both clap each other's hands, prompting Mabel to roll her eyes in mirth.

“The DBR trilogy comes to an epic conclusion in this epilogue.  Find out how Wendy and Dipper’s story ends...”

                                  Final Chapter - Always Connected                                                PRESS START

Special thanks again to @codylabs​ for creating this piece for the last chapter of DBR3.

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After the adventurous event they had. They got back on the shack, tired, but they enjoyed it.

They again unravel a mysterious creature that seems to be from another dimension.

Encountering such things will be getting normal for them.

Dipper missed it whenever he went home. He'll sure get the best time he have this summer.

They decided to have rest at the roof top of the shack. Wendy grinned as she proudly tell him about their adventures that day. And telling Dipper next time they will include Mabel and Soos.

She's still the same Wendy he had known.

He smiled as he listens to her. He looks at her.

Wendy, you're the coolest person I know. He said to himself as he let out a smile.

This for the Wendip week entry. and it's super late.

Sorry for the lame writing. I want to write the detailed scene I had in mind but no writer mode yet.

I am getting more on the fake sreenshot art.

Anyway. hope you like it.

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I have an eclectic mix here that fit’s our favorite ship. There are songs from Wendy to Dipper, from Dipper to Wendy, and about the pair of them. 

01. Little Dipper by Kayla Berrie 

02. Gwendolyn from Spider-man: Rock Reflections Of A Superhero 

03. Wendy x Dipper by Free Parking! 

04. Hopelessly Devoted To You from the Glee Grease Soundtrack 

05. I'll Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) by Meatloaf 

09. According To You by Orianthi - This one was recommended to me by a fellow author and definitely fits the couple post 'Boyz Crazy'.

06. Everything I Do by Bryan Adams 

07. You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This by Toby Keith  - This is definitely a song sung by Dipper after Wendy finally decides that the age difference isn't a big deal anymore and gives him the kiss they both have been wanting.

08. Kids In Love by Mayday Parade

10. The Geeks Get The Girl by American Hi-Fi - If you have been following my stories you know why this one is here.

11. The Night Is Young from Robin Hood Men In Tights - Same as Geeks.