Lucy Hates Me[Dipper x oc)

Chapter 21: What's The Date?

We fell face first on the other side of the portal. Spitting dirt, we picked ourselves up. I could only hope this would be the last stop. I looked around. It was beginning to get dark here. I lead the way around the town. I recognized everyone who was still out. There was Manly Dan, Wendy's dad, punching a clock post, Fiddleford McGuckett, walking back to his manor with a stack of papers, and Lazy Suzan, who we saw trying to get the pie spinner to spin again. Everything looked normal. We made our way to the Mystery Shack. I hoped desperately that we were in the right place.

Before I could knock the door opened. "I missed you lot! Ford's done nothing but talk about you and how much trouble you could be in!" Mr. Pines gave us all a big hug. "What happened to your eye, Lillyin?"

"I think we're in the right place." I smiled at Mason. "Mr. Pines, do you know what dimension we're in?"

"What? No. Ford might though..." He turned around and motioned for us to follow. "Ford!"

There was a crashing from below us and the door to the lab swung open. "Stanly, are they here?"

"What dimension are we in?" yelled Mr. Pines.

"48'/'" I heard Ford's boots cluck towards us. "Why?"

"We made it." I grabbed Mason's and Mable's shoulders and I pulled them tight to me. "We came home!" I heard Ford come around the corner. "We're home!" Tears of joy fell down my face.

Ford hugged us tightly. "I was worried you'd..."

"Don't say it." I turned around to face Ford with a smile.

"Lillyin!" he set his hand on my face and touched the gauze patch that was over my eye as though he didn't believe it was there. "What happened?"

I pulled his hand away from my face. "Lucy can't bother anyone ever again." Yes I did completely avoid the question but I wasn't in the mood. "I'll explain it all later."

He nodded and sat, motioning for us to sit down. "It was English tea, correct?"

I smiled. "Yep. That's the one." I took the gun off my back and cleared it. Mason and Mable did the same to their own guns. Mable handed me a fist full of blanks and Mason passed me a half-full clip. "I'm so happy we're finally home. How long we're we gone?"

Mason thought for a second. About three weeks... it's hard to way with the way time passes..." he looked around for a calendar.

I spotted it before he did. "I'm gonna go with about four. Look. We missed an entire month. It's already August!" The day was marked off at August 9th.

"We're going back to California in four days?" Mable frowned. "But we just got back!"

I looked at my hands folded on the table. "I'm sorry Mable..."

A/N

That's sad. sorry if my last few updates are slower. there is a lot of stress on me about grade right now so I don't get to write as often anymore. Only at night when I can't sleep...