Child of a Dream Demon [Gravity Falls]

Chapter 12: The Golf War

[•Dipper's POV•]
I am currently watching T.V nonsense since I am bored. Waddles is sitting on the floor in front of the couch where I am sitting at. It was peaceful.

But that didn't last as Stan came in the room with pancakes— ehem, correction, 'Stancakes'.

"Who wants Stancakes? They're like pancakes, but they probably have some of my hair in 'em." Stan says.

"Pass." I deadpanned. Mable then bursted into the room giddily with a newspaper in hand.

"Aaah! Oh, it's here! It's here, it's here! I've been waiting all morning and it's finally here! The Gravity Falls Gossiper accepted my article about summer fashion tips for squirrels. My picture is gonna be in the newspaper! Check it!" Mabel exclaimed happily.

"Hmm, "Pacifica Northwest declares v-neck the look of the season!" What am I looking at here?" Stan says confused.

"Woah, woah, WHAT?!" Mabel shouted in surprise. I looked at the newspaper.

The newspaper read "GREATEST THING OF THE SUMMER!", and shows a portrait of Pacifica Northwest, with the caption "PACIFICA NORTHWEST."

"Looks like someone bought their way to the front page." I uttered.

"Is it legal for a child to wear that much make-up?" Stan questioned as he looked at the portrait.

"Ugh, Pacifica! She always ruins everything!" Mabel complained.

"Aw, cheer up Mabel! I mean, no one even reads newspapers anymore." I reassured her, until Soos came in the room with a newspaper.

"Dudes! V-neck season is upon us! Who wants to help me get ahead of the fashion curve? I'm taking it one step further. With a w-neck. Must... follow... newspaper..." Soos says and started cutting his shirt.

Mabel glumly runs over to the nearby table and furiously pours herself a glass of orange juice, which she gulps down immediately.

*Sigh* If only Soos could finish fixing that laptop sooner, I can't help but have a bad feeling suddenly whenever I look at that gadget.

"Aack! I need something to get my mind off this." She whined.

"Looking for a distraction from your horrible life?" The T.V commercial says.

"Why yes!" Mabel agreed.

"Victory, honor, destiny, mutton! These old-timey sounding words are alive and well at the Gravity Falls Royal Discount Putt Hutt! *No mutton available at the snack shop*" The commercial finished.

"Hey Mabel, your great at mini-golf. How about we take a break by playing that at the "Gravity Falls Royal Discount Putt Hutt" today?" I suggested.

This would make a great distraction!

"Would kicking all our butts at mini-golf cheer you up?" Stan asked.

"Maybe a bit." Mabel replied.

"Then let's all go." I hopped down the chair to the main door.

"Victory!" I said loudly.

"Honor!" Mabel responded.

"Destiny!" Stan continued.

"Mutton!" Soos cheered.

"And the pig can look after the house!" He added.

"Oink!" Waddles replied.

| ~Time Skip~ |

"Ahh, mini-golf! The sport of mini champions!" Mabel exclaimed.

"The grass is fake, but the fun is real. There's something here for everyone." I said.