A Summer that I won't forget

Growing

Third Person

It's been three days since the twins had their adventures. Mabel still hasn't told her brother about what she saw. She was debating if she should even tell him about the legend in general. She needed more time to figure out what to do with the information.

Dipper wanted to spend time with Mabel. He wanted to spend time with and not have it turned into saving the whole time. Before Dipper went to Mabel's room he grabbed the fruit that Bill gave him.

Dipper knocked on the door, "Mabel?"
He heard something fall, "I'm okay, I just tripped."
"You sure?" Dipper asked.
"100%" Mabel responded.

She opened the door and smiled at her brother. Dipper noticed that she tripped over her basket filled with knitting supplies.

"Did you trip over your knitting supplies?" Dipper asked.
"Yes," Mabel said.
"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?" Dipper asked her.
"Okay!" Mabel smiled, "Where do you think we should go?"
"Maybe, we could go into town and walk around and see," Dipper smiled, "I haven't seen the town fully."
"Alright-" Mabel noticed the fruit, "What the hell is that?"
"Bill gave me fruit from another world and it tastes great," Dipper whispered.
"Is it safe?" Mabel asked.
"He told me it was," Dipper handed it to her.
"I'll eat it later," Mabel said.
"I'm going to get my shoes," Dipper smiled.

The twins put on their shoes and went into the living room. They didn't see Ford or Stan in the living room or the kitchen. They assumed that they were in the lab or Ford's secret lab. Dipper wrote a quick note that they were going into town.

As they headed to town they started to talk about what they were going to do. Mabel told Dipper that she was in the mood to play mini-golf. He thought it was a good idea since they haven't played together in a while.

The last time they played Mabel got a little too competitive and they got banned from Mini-Golf Castle in California. Technical it was only Mabel, but Dipper never liked going by himself and made Mabel talk to the employees.

"Have you been to the mini-golf place before?" Dipper asked.
"Yes, I-I went with Pacifica," Mabel blushed softly, "She's really good."
"Was it a date?" Dipper poked Mabel's sides.
"Stop that," Mabel hissed, "It wasn't a date."
"When are you going to ask her out?" Dipper asked, "I can tell you really like her."
"I-I do, but every time I try I chicken out," Mabel sighed, "I get too nervous."
"You could always write her a note," Dipper said, "Like in a romantic way."
"You know I'm not poetic like that," Mabel said.
"I can always help you," Dipper said, "Like I did with that one poetry assignment you struggled with."
"Thank you for that," Mabel said.

As they walked toward the mini-golf place Mabel noticed that Dipper looked paler. Maybe it was the lighting that made him look paler. He hasn't been in the sun that and maybe that's why. She just kept an eye on him to see if he got worse as they played.

Dipper was pretty excited about playing since they haven't played with each other in a while. Mabel was happy that they were playing together.

"Why do some of these holes look considering?" Dipper mumbled."
"I asked Pacifica and she doesn't know why some of them are designed like that," Mabel told him, "Some of them looked creepy."

The two started to play against each other. Mabel was better at controlling her competitiveness.

"Mabel!" Candy shouted.
"Candy?" Mabel turned around.