Play Me A Tune

Chapter 2

              Hangovers sucked, and no one knew that better than Dipper and Pacifica, specifically today. The two were on the couch in the living room, each with a bottle of water in their hands and blankets over their bodies. Mabel had been mothering them all morning, being the only one who didn't get completely wasted the night before.

"Of all of us I thought would get drunk," Mabel grunted. "You were on the bottom of the list." She flicked her twin's nose, causing him to grunt in pain. 

Dipper shrugged. He thought that too. As soon as the bartender suggested a refill, something in Dipper's mind said fuck yes. It was completely out of character for the brunette, yet he did it.

"Yeah that was weird, Dip." Pacifica's voice echoed through the room. The blonde was wrapped in a pink blanket and had bags underneath her eyes. Mabel kissed the top of her head, causing the girl to blush madly.

"I don't know guys. I mean, it was her first glitter shot." Dipper gestured towards Pacifica, who heard the mention of alcohol and now was trying not to puke. 

"And the bartender offered so i thought, why the FUCK not?" He sunk lower into the cushions of the couch. Mabel sighed and tapped her brother's shoulder.

"Speaking of the bartender, he said for you to text him when  you woke up." Dipper blinked.

"How? Not like I have his number!" Mabel rolled up her brother's sleeve to reveal a phone number with the phrase 'IF LOST, CALL ME.' Dipper blinked in surprise and smacked his forehead.

"Oh man...how drunk did I get?"

"Drunker than Grunkle Stan at our Graduation Party."

"Shit..." the brunette grunted and buried himself further into the couch.Mabel patted his head and grabbed her keys from the counter. 

"I'm going to go get groceries, don't hurt yourselves." Mabel called as she slammed the door. Pacifica and Dipper groaned.

The day went by slowly, as the two young adults surfed through channels on the TV, Pacifica on her laptop doing work, and Dipper lying upside-down on the couch. He still didn't call Bill, not knowing what to say. Sorry? Hi? He was unsure. Dipper sighed and turned to the TV, the bright colors blinding his eyes. He sighed again, and his eyelids drooped down as he snuggled against the pillow and fell asleep.

"did YOU CALL HIM YET?" Mabel's voice brought Dipper back from his slumber. She was standing over him, flour all over her face.

Dipper grunted and closed his eyes again. Bad idea. Mabel grabbed his legs and soon, Dipper was on the floor staring up at his sister.

"DID YOU CALL HIM YET?" Mabel repeated, her voice tinted with annoyance.

"NO." Dipper groaned. He pushed himself off the floor and stood up.

Mabel gave a dirty look. 

"Dipper it's rude to leave someone waiting!"

"I barely know the guy!"

"He helped me carry your sorry drunk ass to the car."

"FINE.I'll go do it now." He groaned. He rather not get on Mabel's bad side, especially since she made him food. Mabel nodded, satisfied. Dipper grabbed his phone and started typing the number from his arm into the phone and clicked SEND.

beep

beep

beep

"Hello?"

"Uh...Bill right? It's Dipper...from last night."

"Well what a surprise, and I was beginning to think you wouldn't call."

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notes: sorry for a short chapter...i think? i'm not in the zone these days...

i'll try and update GMMLL this week, we shall see