Dippers POV
I walk home after dropping Wendy off at her place. What can I do to make this last week in Gravity Falls amazing? I think to myself.
Wendy and I haven't done the typical couple stuff like watching a movie at the theater or going out to eat. But then again that's because it's not our thing. What can I do that's specific to us?
I begin to get pieces of ideas together in my head. We like movie nights, the woods, snack foods... I could plan something for each day of the week!
Tomorrow, we can hang at the Shack. On Monday, we can have a movie marathon. On Tuesday, a walk in the woods (followed by a picnic with snack foods). On Wednesday, we can go on a mystery hunt with Soos and Mabel. On Thursday, we can hang with Wendy's gang (but not Robbie). And on Friday, we can just hang out the two of us. All day. Anywhere she wants to go.
By the time I get home, I'm wiped. I take off my vest, say goodnight to Mabel and Stan, then instantly fall asleep.
The next morning, I wake up to the sound of the bell ringing in the Giftshop. Tourist already? I look over at my sisters bed, and she isn't there. I glance at the clock and it reads 10:00 am. Wendy must be the source of the bell.
I sprint downstairs, trying to get down before Mabel has time to ask Wendy about the dance last night. I'm too late. I walk into the room and hear Wendy saying
"... he's not the best dancer but he's so adorable. He was trying so hard to keep the rhythm. He can also improve on his singing skills," Wendy sees me and stops.
"Oh, hey Dipper!" She says, hoping I didn't hear any of her last comment.
"I heard it all, and it's all true," I say laughing. Wendy laughs with me, glad that I'm not mad.
"I planned a whole week for us before I have to leave. It starts with us hanging at the shack today. Sound okay?" I ask
She nods. Mabel interrupts our conversation
"Want a granola bar, bro bro?" She asks
"Yes please." I reply
She heads off into the kitchen and I walk closer to Wendy.
"I'm determined to make this the best week, Wendy," I tell her
She smiles and kisses my forehead on my birthmark as I blush. Mabel walks in and I see a flash. Wendy and I look up, blinded, as Mabel shouts "SCRAPBOOKERTUNITY!"
She hands me the granola bar as Wendy and I rub our eyes.
"Do you have to document everything, Mabel?" I ask her
"Trust me, you're gonna want to see it again some day and try to relive the moment." She replies
I nod and say I'm going to put on my vest. I run up the stairs, and grab my vest from the closet. I knock something down from the shelf in my closet while pulling out my vest. I bend down and pick the object up. It's the time traveling tape measurer.
"This thing caused us a lot of trouble. And never benefitted us in any way..." I mumble, recalling the fair.
I then run back downstairs to continue my wonderful day with Wendy.
The whole day we talked at the cash register counter. Mabel got the vibe and let us be while she helped Soos with maintenance work.
The hours passed with many laughs, conversations, blushes, and kisses. However, it went so fast that by the time I looked at the clock again it was quitting time.
"Bye, Wendy! Tomorrow will be another great day!" I say
"Can't wait!" She replies, "See you then."
And with that, Wendy leaves the shack.
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