Partners In Crime (Wendip Fanfiction)

Chapter thirteen: "Personal."

Dipper's (POV)

As me and Mabel walked out of the hospital, I was pretty mad. I know Wendy used to be a thug, but she doesn't deserve to die. Especially not murdered! When the hospital was out of my sight, I pulled out my gun and cocked it. Mabel saw this, and followed my example. We continued down the road for what felt like hours, until I finally saw the black haired prick, leaning on the side of a building. I grunted pointing my gun to him, and spoke up.

"Reach for the sky, dirt bag!" He turned to me and frowned. I then saw he was reaching behind his back. I knew what he was doing. But I stopped him, before he could.

"Put your hands where I can see them!" I yelled. He did what he was told.

"Put your hands on your head, and turn around." Again, did what he was told. I came up behind him, and searched his body. I then pulled out a gun, and a knife that were in his back pockets. I gave them to Mabel, and she put them in a bag for save keeping. I then pull out hand cuffs and place them around his hands.

"Robbie, you're under arrest for the attempted murder of Wendy, and robbery of the museum." I cuffed him. He grunted, and spoke up.

"I was only doing my job." He told me.

"What job, the job of being a thug?" I asked.

"No man, I'm just doing what boss says." This got my attention.

"Who's your boss?"

"His name is..."

*BAM*

"OOF!" He head butted me, and rushed off. I grunt under my breath, and pull out my gun once again. I pointed it at Robbie, and fired.

*BANG* He fell to his knees. I run up to him, and put my hand on his shoulder.

"I'll ask you this again, Robbie. Who is your boss?" I asked him again. I hold my gun up to his head. By doing this, it made him crack.

"Okay! Okay! His name is..."

Author's note:

Sorry for the short chapter guys, I haven't been feeling well lately.

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