Through The Triplet's Eye: A Gravity Falls Fanfiction

Man Up

Time Skip

"Dipper!" I called out, worried for his safety after he ran off to the woods in tears when he mistakenly thought that a random woman on the street said that he was not a male man when in reality, she was looking for the mailman.

I enter the woods and find him lying down on the floor, doing bench presses with a minute branch.

"2,3,4!" Dipper shouted, already sweating profusely after completing his fourth bench press. "No chest hair yet," Dipper sighed in disillusionment.

I sigh myself, taking a seat next to him on the ground.

"Is it physical, is it mental, what's the secret?" Dipper questioned

I attempt to cheer up the poor 12-year-old boy by explaining the science behind chest hair growth. "Well, Dipper, if it gives you any comfort, I don't have chest hair yet either. Dipper, the growth of chest hair is triggered by the rise in testosterone and androgen, hormones in our body that are produced when puberty arrives. Dipper, you just started going through puberty. I'm sure you'll get chest hair in 3-4 years' time if that's what you really want." 

"Well, thanks for trying to cheer me up," Dipper held a bag of jerky he had earlier obtained from the Shack.

Before he could eat the jerky dolefully and wallow in his own sorrow, the ground beneath us begins to shake violently and a large roar echoes through the forest.

"For the love of all that's holy, run!" Manly Dan exclaimed and ran for his dear life, along with several other animals in the forest, begetting a scene of utter bedlam and mayhem. 

"Quick Dipper, let's go!" I urge, seeing Dipper going to grab his pine tree hat which was sitting idly on a tree stump.

He manages to retrieve it in the nick of time, right as the stray tree fell on the stump on which Dipper's signature hat sat on idly moments earlier.

He hides behind a log located just right beside the said tree and I rush over to him, joining him behind the log to evade the Herculean-built creature that was approaching.

The creature that frightened the daylights out of Manly Dan earlier edged closer to the log we were hiding behind, causing Dipper to scream his girlish scream which effectively give away our position.

"Wait...sorry," Dipper apologised, letting out a growl in a deeper voice.

"Dipper, what are you doing? You're drawing his attention," I whispered sharply. 

"Heh heh," Dipper laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

The creature then comes out of the forest, revealing himself to be a Manotaur. He lets out an intimidating loud yawn and reaching into a bush, he grabs a deer and uses its antlers to scratch himself. The deer scurries off in fear after it is placed down again, never wanting to go through that painful ordeal ever again.

The Manotaur looks over in our direction and unfortunately for us, knocks away the logs we were hiding behind.

"Please don't eat me! I haven't showered! In like a week! And, I'm all elbows! Elbows, and gristle!" Dipper shrieked in fear.

I try to pacify Dipper. "Chill Dipper. I'm sure he isn't going to eat you." 

"YOU...!" The Manotaur bellowed loudly and pointed at Dipper, eyeing the beef jerky he was holding. "Gonna finish that?" 

"No," Dipper tosses the beef jerky to the Manotaur.

"I can't believe it, part animal, part human. Are you some kind of minotaur?" Dipper asked in awe, watching the Manotaur making light work of the beef jerky, gobbling the jerky whole in a second or two.