Why You Ackin' So Cray-Cray (Dipper x Reader)

Chapter 8 | The Gnomes

A/N: Thank you all for over 200 reads!! I know that isn't a lot to most of you but it is for me. Plus, thank you for the votes too! It means more than you know. (:

Small guide for this chapter:
H/C=Hair Color
H/L=Hair Length
E/C=Eye Color
Y/H=Your Height

Dipper's P.O.V

"SHE'S WHAT?!?" Mabel exploded.

"She's... um... gone," I confessed. I lifted up her shoe, "Kinda, like Cinderella," I said trying to laugh it off.

"Bro bro, how could she just be gone?" Mabel was worried now. From behind her I could see that Candy and Grenda looked concerned as well.

"We were up on the roof, she went down to get her shoe, and I started to climb down the roof and heard screaming."

"What were you both doing up there?" My cheeks reddened. "You know what, I don't want to know. What do you think happened to her?"

"I don't know, Mabel." I tried my hardest not to freak out. Casually, I walked over to my new pack of pens (thinking pens) and ripped it open. Anxiously, I stuck the edge in my mouth and softly chewed.

Absentmindedly my hand went for the journal. "Of course it has answers," I hoped. I set the journal on the small nightstand. Mabel, Candy, and Grenda crowded around me to see what I was looking at.

The pages were yellowed from age and had so many mysteries within. My eyes scanned all the pages for any possibility of what it could be. Mabel's hand stopped me from flipping the page. I looked down to see what she was on to. She looked at me wide-eyed and nodded as if to say she was sure.

"But why?"

"They still don't have a gnome queen. They might think Y/N is suitable for the job."

"Why haven't they tried taking me?" Grenda questioned, slamming her big fists down on the nightstand.

"But Mabel, they didn't kidnap you until you turned them down."

"Maybe she was seeing somebody and we just never knew." My stomach dropped. Was she seeing someone?

"This isn't the time for this Dipper," I said to myself.

"Well they could have also realized that it didn't work the first time so it wouldn't work on her," Mabel said confidently.

"Okay, so the gnomes..."

"Yeah, the gnomes."

I slammed the journal closed and slipped it into my vest. Mabel grabbed my hand and rushed me to the door. Candy and Grenda followed.

"Come on girls, lets kick some gnome butt!" Mabel shouted. She looked over to me, "Oh, and you too bro bro."

We headed for the golf cart. Along the way, Mabel and the girls picked up their weapons. Mabel got the leaf blower, Candy got her laser gun, and Grenda got her jetpack. All of which, except the leaf blower, I had helped Waddles make. Yes, Waddles the pig (it is a long story).

"Where's your weapon bro bro?"

The pen that I had still been chewing slipped into my hand. "It's right here," I said while tapping my forehead with the edge of my pen.

She laughed, "Of course bro bro."

I slid into the driver's seat in the golf cart. The others took their seat. Crunching the gas pedal, the golf cart sped to life. We rode right into the forest off in search for Y/N.

Your P.O.V

Their singing was driving me crazy. I watched as they would strike poses, dance, and say "2013" as if they didn't realize that wasn't even 2013 anymore. All I could do was silently go crazy while one of the men-Deep Chris-watched me with his beady eyes.