Little Dipper

Lie

“I told you so.”

Mabel groaned, her head in her hands. “Yes, Bill. You've been saying that ever since I told you an hour ago. Can we focus on getting me out of this?”

“Oh, now you want good ol' Bill Cipher to bail you out of a relationship? News-flash, honey, I only get involved if yours or Pine Tree's lives are at risk.” Bill crossed his arms over his chest, floating in front of her. “The kid's nine, you don't even have to worry about your virtue, much less your life!”

“But--”

“You disregarded my warnings before, now you can get yourself out of trouble.” Bill flew into Dipper's open arms and snuggled up with him. “I'm not here to solve every tiny human problem you have, Shooting Star.”

Dipper shrugged. “He has a point, you know.”

“I know...” Mabel sighed, flopping onto her back and staring at the ceiling. “Was worth a try...”

–

“You telling me it's no longer pretend?” Stan frowned. “You said it was just pretend!”

“I know, but he was so sweet, and I felt like I couldn't say no!” Mabel sighed. “And now he's invited me out to a fancy dinner!”

“Well, tell him that you've changed your mind at dinner tonight!” Stan said firmly. “And bring Dipper!”

“It's a reservation, I can't bring extra people.” Mabel shook her head.

“You'll bring Dipper or I'm crashing the date and dropping him off!” Stan said, storming out of the room.

“Oh no...” Mabel sighed, shaking her head.

When Gideon arrived to pick her up, she stepped out to explain things first, leaving Dipper at the door. “So, Grunkle Stan is going out, and can't take Dipper. It's some...'adult thing'.” She said, smiling apologetically.

“Well, I suppose he can have a seat at our table, then. We can't leave him home-alone, after all.” Gideon nodded.

Mabel nodded and turned to Dipper. “It's okay, you can come!”

Dipper walked over to Gideon's car, looking at the driver. “That's not your dad. And is this your car?”

“I hired a limo.” Gideon explained, opening the door for them to get in.

“Thanks for understanding.” Mabel said as she helped Dipper climb in and then got in after him.

“I know that he's first priority for you.” Gideon said as he got in. “You're a wonderful big sister.”

“Oh, goooosh...” Mabel blushed.

The driver shut the door and then got in to drive them. Bill poked his head out of Dipper's backpack, frowning at Mabel. 'He keeps flattering her, and there's not gonna be a breakup tonight.' He thought, shaking his head.

Sure enough, Bill watched as she was given a lobster she didn't want to eat for a pet, and then she was very dramatically asked to an upcoming dance, which was delivered by a trained bird. Did he care what the bird was? No. It talked, everyone in the restaurant heard, even Dipper was clapping, and Mabel had another date set up.

“Peer pressure is the worst thing ever, huh, Shooting Star?” He asked once they were home.

“I'm sorry, I got caught up in the moment!” Dipper said, sitting on his bed.

“No, it's...it's fine.” Mabel sighed. “What's one more date, huh?”

--

One date led to another, and Dipper, Bill and Stan could see she was reaching her wit's end.