Life In Gravity Falls

Double Dipper - Part Three

You reach up and pull on the string again, hard, just to make sure that you heard it correctly.
Still no sign of Wendy or Dipper.
You wait five more minutes, then decide to go check on Dipper. You walk upstairs and open the door of the copy room, only to see 10 pairs of Dipper's eyes staring back at you.
Your jaw drops open and you look at the only one with a pine tree on his hat. "Dipper! What on earth are you doing?! I thought we agreed four was enough!"
"Well, yes." he answers. "But I started thinking, and there are just too many things that can go wrong. So, I created some more Dipper's to cover those problems." Dipper looks at you, nervously clicking and un-clicking his pen.
"What about the plan?" you ask. "Robbie and Stan can only be stalled for so long, and the song is going to end in -" you look up at the clock. "- three minutes."
"Fine." Dipper sighs as he turns to the clones. "Stay here."
He then walks out of the room, down the hallway, and turns the corner, only to see Wendy leaning against the wall right next to him. You stop walking, then back around the corner before Wendy sees you. You stand there, listening intently.
"Wendy! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be downstairs in, like, exactly one hundred and thirteen seconds?" Dipper asks nervously.
"I'm just waiting for the bathroom." Wendy says. Then, after a few seconds of silence, "Hey, say everyone at this party gets stuck on a deserted island. Who do you think the leader would be?" she pauses. "I'd say that maniac." she asks, and you assume that shes pointing at the person shes talking about.
Dipper laughs, then answers. "I'd have to go with stretch over there. Because tall people can reach coconuts?"
Wendy laughs, and you hear the sound of a door opening. "Wait for me?" Wendy asks.
"Yeah, sure." Dipper says.
You hear a door close, and Dipper peeks around the corner at you.
"That was awesome!" you exclaim, high-fiving him. "I told you you didn't need that dumb list."
Dipper smiles. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I completely forgot I even had it." he takes the long piece of paper out of his pocket, crumples it up, and tosses it into a nearby trash can.
You hear several people gasping, and turn around to see all of Dipper's clones standing in the hallway.
"How could you?!" gapes an unhappy number six.
"All of our hard work!" exclaims number eight.
"The original Dipper's gone soft. I say that we chose someone else to dance with Wendy." suggests Dipper nine.
"Yeah! " the rest of them agree.
"I nominate myself." number 10 raises his hand. "Because I've been here the shortest amount of time."
"Well, there's one thing we know for sure we have to do." Dipper five says, turning to stare at you. "Get rid of the originals."
Your eyes go wide as they all nod and start walking towards you. You try to turn around and run, but they're too fast. The clones surround you and Dipper, and you can see that they're trying to herd you into a closet with a lock on the door. You attempt to run for a second time, but Dipper nine trips you and you fall hard on the floor. Dippers five and six grab your legs and start dragging you into the closet, and Dippers one and two do the same with Dipper. Once you're inside, they slam the door shut and you hear the lock click. You and the original Dipper start banging on the door, but stop when you realize that it isn't going to work.
Dipper suddenly perks up, as if he just thought of something.
"Follow my lead." he whispers, before yelling, "Help! We can't breathe!"
"There's no air in here!" you call out, and fall to the ground, pretending to be unconscious. Dipper does the same.
After a few seconds of silence, the door opens.
"What the..." one of the clones says.
"Are they unconscious?" another asks.
They drag you out of the closet, and lay you on the floor.
"Someone check their pulses." one suggests.
The second you feel fingers on your wrist, you grab that person's hand and pull it, so the Dipper trips and falls to the ground beside you.
"They were faking!" Dipper ten yells as you and Dipper open your eyes and spring to your feet.
Dipper three tries to punch you, but you duck and sweep your leg along the ground, tripping him.
You hear a pop, and at first you think it's someones bone breaking, when suddenly you're being drenched with water from the fire sprinklers. You look over at Dipper to see that he's holding one of those party poppers, the ones that shoot out a bunch of streamers when you open them. The smoke must have set off the detectors, causing the sprinkles to activate.
You look around at all of the Dippers melting before your eyes. It's kinda creepy, and sad, and satisfying, all at the same time. The sprinklers finally stop and the last of the Dippers disappear, just in time for Wendy to come out of the bathroom.
"Woa." she says when she sees the two of you standing there, soaking wet. "What happened out here?"
You look at Dipper, and both of you smile.
"Just a little incident with this." Dipper says, holding up the popper.
Wendy laughs, and you follow her downstairs.
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The party is still going on, and it's finally time for the audience to judge Soos' "party harty" competition. Mabel and Pacifica both walk up onto the stage, and Soos grabs the mic.
"Alright, everybody! It's the moment you've all been waiting for! You get to decide which one of these fine ladies is our Party Queen!" Soos yells, which provokes a wave of applause from the crowd.
"First we have . . . Mabel Pines!"
The crowd cheers, not extremely loud, but still a pretty high volume. You, Dipper and Wendy are clapping and cheering the loudest, standing up on the chairs you had pulled over specifically for this reason. The clapping eventually dies down, and you jump down to sit on your chair.
"And second we have . . . Pacifica Northwest!"
The crowd cheers again, about equally as loud. This time you, Dipper, and Wendy are silent.
Soos looks at his arms, which are both equally leveled. "It looks like we have a tie. Uh, this has never happened before."
Soos stands on the stage awkwardly, looking around and seeming unsure of what to  do. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Pacifica slip a $10 bill to old man McGucket, who then starts cheering loudly.
Soos' left arm moves up slightly, and he frowns. "Ladies and gentleman, we have a winner." he announces dejectedly. "Pacifica Northwest."
"Thank you, everybody!" Pacifica yells, basically ripping the mic out of Soos's hands. "The after party will be on my parent's yacht! Thank you!"
Everybody starts filing out of the Shack until only Mabel and her friends are left. Mabel walks up to Candy and Grenda. "I'm sorry I let you guys down." she mumbles. "I understand if you want to leave and never see me again."
"Are you kidding?" Grenda asks rather loudly. "That was awesome! And so are you - you were the only one brave enough to go up against Pacifica!"
Candy nods. "We already called our moms and asked if we could stay longer. They said yes!"
Mabel's face brightens. "Really? Sweet!" she turns towards the DJ. "Soos - put the music back on! This thing's going all night!" she exclaims, and everyone starts dancing, even Dipper and Wendy.