All Grown Up

The Day After

Dipper sprung up in his bed reaching over to shut off the alarm that had so rudely interrupted his dreams.
"Dammit, why does my head hurt so much?"
He turned to lay back down and saw a figure under the covers, he lifted them slowly to see long red hair that belonged to his new girlfriend. He shook her gently kissing her cheek.
"Hey, it's 12 o'clock, get up sleeping beauty."
She sat up slowly burping loudly on her way up.
"Oh my god, that tasted awful."
Dipper let out a chuckle running her hair behind her ear with his finger.
"Man that was just beautiful."
Wendy pulled dipper down wrapping her arms around his chest.
"Your one to talk, at least I don't snore like a ape."
He blushed a bit fighting his way out before pushing her down and straddling her quickly holding her hands down
"It's not my fault, I'm a man."
She kicked out from under him standing on side of him.
"Shut up and let me cook you some breakfast."
He followed holding her hand tightly.
"Yes ma'am."
They walked down stairs to see Ford dancing around singing nonsense old people love songs.
"Good morning Dipper, oh. Hello Wendy, what are you doing here so early?"
Wendy blushed lightly.
"Dipper thought I should start here with him until he goes back to New York."
"That's lovely dear, oh dipper, do you want to hear at my speed dating experience?"
Dipper chuckled mumbling so only Wendy could hear him.
"What experience? Getting turned down?"
They shared a chuckle before sitting down to listen to the old man, but before he could start Mabel ran in the room jumping.
"GUYS I'M IN LOVE WITH CANDY HAVE A DATE SEE YOU LATER."
They stared in shock at the young girl until dipper finally spoke to break the silence
"I called it, anyway what were you gonna say Gruncle Ford?"
Ford took a second to think beginning to rub his beard.
"Oh. I met this amazing young woman dipper, her name is Juliet. She is supposed to be coming by so I spruced the place up."
Dipper looked around and the shack was a lot cleaner than usual.
"Wait where Gruncle Stan?"
Ford smiled a bit laughing at his own evil.
"I sent him on a wild goose chase, I told him to look for the fourth journal on a map I gave him."
"But Gruncle Ford theirs only the journals."
The old man winked.
"Exactly. Can't have him ruining this date like he did in high school."
"Well good luck Gruncle Ford, me and miss burps-a-lot are going cook some breakfast, want any?"
"Nah, I'm good my boy, just remember even if it's under cooked pull it out before it burns you."
"MY GOD, GRUNCLE FORD EW."
Ford giggled.
"Just being cautious son, I'll be out in the yard."
-----------------------------------------------------------
M

abel pulled into Candy's driveway getting out of her car. She was amazed at the house, it was a two story brick house with scroll columns in each side the front door, the house itself was light blue but reflected off a darker color.
"Jeez, can't wait to see the inside."
She knocked and walked in to a absolute train wreck, their was clothes everywhere and dishes piled up in stacks. Candy walked out smiling.
"Mabel, you came. Yaay."
She walked into Mabel and hugged her tightly.
"Come sit, let's talk for awhile. Diners not until 6 so we got a few hours."
Mabel was disgusted and stopped her friend maintaining her stature.
"That gives us enough time to clean this then, if I'll be hanging out here a lot it will be clean."
Candy sighed
"But, ugh, cleaning takes so much time, can't we just throw it all away?"
Mabel stomped her foot scaring candy a little.
"Fine, fine. Can I wear my cute little maid dress?"
Mabel blushed causing an eruption of laughter from the other girl.
"I'm kidding Mabel, you don't think I actually have one of those do you?"
She shifted from foot to foot blushing a deep red.
"J-just start cleaning your nasty house."
"Yes ma'am."
Candy wobbled off and began cleaning madly.
"Hey, Mabel, what's my reward."
She giggled a little putting on a innocent face before turning to face her.
"You have a clean house and a date."
Mabel laughed a little and got comfortable as her friend cleaned her filthy house.