His Anomaly...(Stanford Pines X fem! reader)

Chapter Two: Hatchling Meeting

2nd person pov

     The ground.
   The floor.
 It was shaking.

     And Stanley is working on the portal, again.
While you were trying to sleep! God damnit, what is up with humans? They're so fucking annoying! Always invading other space, not letting them rest. Fucking hell.

"Thirty long years and it's all lead up to this," He started, "My greatest achievement!"
     You groaned, pulling your pillow over your ears.
"Probably should'a worn pants.." He muttered to himself.

     Suddenly--the portal flashed lightning near where Stanley was standing. This woke you up. Fully.
Although Stanley wasn't your favorite human, you've grown to tolerate him. And by 'tolerate', this means you can't let him die. He was the key to getting Ford back. So you had to protect him...for now.

     You stumbled out of the room were you'd turn on the portal, watching Stanley pat out a small flame on his shoulder.
You slumped onto the ground next to him, sitting with your legs out and wings drooping.

TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY: Me, Rowen, cuz I'm too lazy to write allat.

     Stanley had allowed you to come out of the basement, because the 'kids' as he called them, would be too busy at the party.
So you were exploring, walking around and seeing what the hatchlings have changed.

     Hm, the attic? Stan's making them stay in the attic? Well, at least they aren't in your room! Well, your old room.
     Then--you heard a bang!--You flung your wings out and boosted yourself up onto the wooden beams on the ceiling, hanging down with your wings tucked in, sort of like a bat.

"YOU TWO. ATTIC. NOW!" You heard Stanley call.
     You saw the door slam open and close loudly. You tucked your wings in closer, not daring to make a peep.

     Oh. My. Lord. The hatchlings were adorable! They were twins too, aww!
Then--you door slammed open, and shut, again, revealing Stanley.

"Everything hurts.." Stan muttered.

"Grunkle Stan, that was amazing!" The boy spoke up..."Grunkle"..? Huh... "Are you alright?" He chuckled nervously.
"Well... At least you can't deny magic exists anymore, right..?"

"Kid, I've always known," Stanley replied, "Y/N, get down here." Whoops... He must've felt your presence.
     Both hatchlings looked at him in confusion. You spread your wings and hopped down with a thud. The girl beamed with joy at the sight of you.
   Wow...Didn't expect that reaction from another hatchling...

"What are you talking about?" The male hatchling questioned.
     Despite usually being an aggressive creature, you felt...nervous...and stepped behind Stanley.

"I'm not an idiot, Dipper. Of course this town is weird." Stan gestured to you, "And one thing I know about that weirdness is that it's dangerous." Ouch. That kind of hurt.

CRASH! A zombie arm burst through the wooden door.
     Everyone stepped back as another one followed suit. You, smartly, stepped back. But not as much as the others. You flared your wings out and raised your tail, hissing softly at the undead intruders.

"I've been lying about it to try and keep you away from it!" Stan continued, "To try to protect you from it!"
     A zombie burst in through the window, Stan punched it in the face, causing it to fall to the ground outside.
"It looks like I didn't lie well enough.." He muttered as he peered out the window.

"What do we do? What do we do!?" The female hatching questioned worriedly.
"Normally, the journal would help us," 'Dipper' interjected, "But there's nothing in here about defeating zombies. It's hopeless."
     Wait! "Journal"?

  You turned to face him, leaping and knocking the book out of his hands. The boy stumbled back, he raised his arms in defense, seemingly thinking you were attacking.
     For once in your life...nope!
You grabbed a nearby blacklight and shined it on the page about zombies, revealing hidden messages. Your tail twitched, the boy gasped at what he saw.

     Everyone looked over your shoulder (and Dipper's, as he crouched down to look at the journal), their expressions one of disbelief. Ha! Look who paid attention to the author when he was writing in the journal!
     You crossed your arms proudly.

"All this time I thought I knew all the journals secrets.. but they're written in invisible ink," Dipper started.
"Invisible ink..?" Stan interrupted, then shot a quick glare at you, which you gladly gave back.
"This is it!" Dipper continued, " 'Zombies have a weakness! Previously thought to be invincible, their skulls can be shattered by a perfect three part harmony." He read aloud.
     Aw man, looks like you had to sit this out too.
"Three part harmony? How can we create that?" He asked. "I have a naturally high-pitched scream,"
     Oh. My. God... How can he be this dense? You and Mabel glanced at each other, giving knowing looks.
"I can make noises with my body, sometimes intentionally," Stan stated...gross. Didn't need to know that...

"Boys, boys," Mabel interrupted, "I think you're both missing the obvious solution."
     You giggled, using your hand to cover your mouth and hide your amusement.

TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY: Alex Hirsch, cuz it just cuts to outside the shack lol

Ick. Zombies were fucking EVERYWHERE. God damnit, Dipper, what the fuck??

"Hello? Hello? Is this thing on?" Mabel said over the microphone, you covered your ears for a split second from the feedback. "Zombies and gentlemen! I'm Mabel, They're Dipper and Stan, and together we are Love Patrol Alpha! And Y/N's here too!" She gestured to you on the last part, you were just sitting there behind them, awkwardly.
     You know, there's no such thing as too much protection...which is what you were telling yourself...

"I never agreed to that name," Dipper interrupted, standing there stiffly, his arms straight down, he looked like a statue...a very awkward statue.

"Hit it!" Mabel yelled, you clicked a button on the karaoke machine and music started to play.

"Uh, Mabel, our lives may not be worth this," Stan muttered, you shot a glare at him.

"Friday night, and we're gonna party 'til dawn," Dipper started singing, "Don't worry daddy, I have my favorite dress on-? Mabel! This is stupid!" He held the microphone away to scold her. You just snickered.

"We roll into the party, the boy are lookin' our way, we just keep dancin' we don't care what they say!" Mabel sung, totally into it, and ignoring Dipper, "And all the boys are gangin' up in my face--" Mabel was cut off by a zombie climbing up, her, Dipper, and Stan all screamed.
     You sprung up, quickly slashing its face with your claws, knocking it down.
"Guys, we have to sing together or it won't work!" Mabel said desperately.

"Boys are a bore, let's show 'em the door," Stan started,
"We're taking over the dance floor!" Mabel and Dipper joined in, "Ooh-oh, girls do what we like, ooh-oh, we're taking over tonight, ooh-oh!" Zombies heads started...exploding.. mmm, yum...
"Girls do what we like, ooh-oh, we're taking over tonight! We're queens of the disco!" and now they were ripping their ears off...it was kinda funny.
"Ooh-oh! Girls do what we like, ooh-oh! We're taking over tonight!"

"We're taking over tonight!" Dipper interjected, and suddenly--a zombie climbed up by Dipper--you were quick to push it down. He screamed like a little girl though, haha.

"Thank you!" Mabel started, "we'll be here all night!"
"Deal with it, zombie idiots!" Stan laughed
     Then him, Mabel, and Dipper started chanting 'Pines!' it was kind of cute to see them bonding... Mabel saw you left out and grabbed your talons, pumping them in the air with them. You smiled warmly.

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WORDS: 1224
A/N: woowww, that was long, sorry it took me like a week. I did half of it, then ran out of motivation and just finished it today. Also I'm skipping the clean up part cuz I'm tired and lazy. Also there's an annoying fly in my room so its hard to focus with its loud ass buzzing.
And I picked up my cats urn today! So yay! shes home!