[Cipher's Son || Fight Falls]

Fight Fighters [Pt.2]

♦️{No one's POV}♦️

Dipper was busy thinking of ways to beat up Robbie's ass, but none of his ideas were deemed cool enough or flashy enough for him.
He was pacing back and forth in the Mystery Shack's living room.

Dipper: "I really wanna beat Robbie's ass! I need to make it the most memorable and coolest moment ever!"

Stan: "Just bonk him over the head and get it over and done with. You're annoying me with your rants."

[Y/N]: "Or you can break his legs with this bat!" He exclaimed as he pulled out a metal baseball bat.

Mabel: "Boys! Why can't you learn to hate each other in secret? Like girls do!"

[Y/N]: "Uh, cause that's lame as fuck." He deadpanned.

Mabel: "Bitch, shut up! It is not!" She argued as Stan snickered.

Stan: "Sure, Dipper listen to your sister! Maybe you can share dresses too! Ahahaha, BOOM!"

Dipper: "Gross. But I'm definitely beating his ass!"

Soos: "I don't know, Dipper. Teenagers are very dangerous, those hormones turn them into like, killing machines!"

Dipper: "Now you're being dramatic, it's not that bad."

[Y/N]: "I mean, it's literal facts man and he ain't wrong."

Soos: "Yeah, dude. My cousin Reggie got in a fight with a teen once. The guy broke like, all his arms, all his legs, and I think, killed him or something, I don't know. Me and Reggie were just talking about it."

Dipper: "Nice try scaring me, but I definitely got this! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to play some games." He proudly walked away with a confident smile.

♦️{Dipper's POV}

I was in the arcade leaning against an arcade machine. Soos was currently playing the arcade game while [Y/N] watched him.
Leaning against my shoulder again

[Y/N]: "You're a wimp. You're definitely getting your ass beat." He joked as he tried annoying me while continuously poking my cheek.

Dipper: "C'mon, I got this. I just need to find a way to completely embarass Robbie while kicking his ass."

[Y/N]: "Yeah yeah, we get it." He said as he continued to pester me.

I was finally fed up and grabbed his hand when he tried poking my cheek for the fiftieth time.

[Y/N] smiled smugly and ended up licking my hand!?

Dipper: "EW!! The fuck man!!" I yelled as I let go of him and immediately wiped my hand against my jacket.

[Y/N] just cackled as he runs away. I scoffed and began chasing after him.

♦️{Soos' POV}

As was busy killing it at the game I was playing, like dude, I'm so crazy good at this. I noticed the interaction between [Y/N] and Dipper.

The two really seemed to be having fun chasing each other around.

'These dudes seem to be getting along a bit better now' I thought with a happy smile.

♦️{Mabel's POV}

I was at the Mystery Shack with Grunkle Stan at the moment.

Mabel: "Ugh, poor Dipper. He's so high up on his ego, he'd surely lose." I say as Waddles oinks in agreement.

Stan: "Got that right. I think he's being so confident out of fear." He says as he walks in.

Grunkle Stan then tries to reach an item on a shelf, but struggles to do so.

Mabel: "You want me to go get a ladder?" I suggested.

Stan: "We don't have one..."

Mabel: "What??"

Stan: "You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That's why I own ten guns, in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder."

Mabel: "Grunkle Stan, why you 'ackin' so cray-cray?" I say as I suspiciously look at him.

Stan: "YOU'RE the one who's 'ackin' cray-cray!'" He said as he starts walking off.

Stan: "...I gotta go now..." He said as he finally left.

Mabel: "Why would Grunkle Stan be so weirded out by ladders? Of course! I think he has a secret fear of heights! We'll have to test him to be sure! Or we could leave well enough alone... nope! Fuck it!" I say as I laughed.

♦️{Dipper's POV}

I was busy playing 'Fight Fighters' as [Y/N] was just watching the screen as I rambled about how awful Robbie is and Wendy deserves better.

Dipper: "Stupid Robbie. Such a bitch!" I angrily exclaimed.

Arcade game: ||Round 1! Fight!||

After awhile of playing the game, I lost the round and [Y/N] starts laughing like crazy, but I can't help but stare at him because...

'He looks so adorable with that cute little smile-- wait wait wait wait! So does this mean I like my friend?! Is it even ok to like me? Is this illegal?!!' I was then brought back to reality when [Y/N] waved his hand infront my face.

[Y/N]: "It's about time you snapped out of it, you can really be fucking dumb Dipshit." He giggled.

I just sigh and roll my eyes.

♦️{Your POV}

As PT sighed, he went on about how he rambled about Emo bitch. I just didn't pay much attention because I was sick and tired of him complaining about that guy.

'How annoying, Dipshit better shut up about this dude'

PT goes to insert another coin, but drops it and it rolls somewhere next to the machine.

He muttered something, but I couldn't hear him. I was about to ask him what's wrong, though he grabbed the coin and went back to his game.

♦️{Dipper's POV}

As I was entering the code I found by the arcade game, [Y/N] begins to pester me by poking my head, cheek and nose from time to time while busy muttering 'What are you doing Dipshiiit?' over and over.

I messed up the code and when I did so, I glared at the only culprit while gritting my teeth.

Dipper: "Can you fucking stop and go away if you're gonna be this irritating."

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