Hash tag, In Love

"My Name is Dipper, Please Have My Babies"

"AARRGHH!"

A scream echoed throughout the Mystery Shack. Moments later, a brunette girl is running up the stairs, towards the direction of the scream, with an alarmed look on her face.

Mabel Pines kicked open the door to her and her brother's room, brandishing her grappling hook like a weapon. "DON'T WORRY, BRO-BRO!" She cried out. "I'll save you...?"

The rest of her confident statement trailed off into bewilderment, as the open door revealed her twin curled into a fetal position on the floor, hands covering his face. From her view, it seemed like Dipper fell from the computer chair.

But the scream from earlier was not one of pain. It was more of frustration than anything, Mabel concluded dryly, seeing the webpage displayed on her brother's laptop screen quite clearly. By the looks of it, the Wi-Fi connection wasn't that reliable today...

But Dipper was still groaning like a dying whale on the floor, muttering "Dreamscaperer" and "latest code, need to solve" among other things.

"Cipher" and "one-time meet-and-greet" was repeated quite often.

"Dip-dip, you okay?" Mabel asked, leaning over her younger brother (ALPHA TWIN!). Dipper continued groaning, then abruptly stopped as he looked up at her. For a few moments, the twins stared at each other. Then Dipper opened his mouth and said-

"No." He promptly began his zombie phase, drawn out groans leaving his mouth, arms still wrapped around his knees like a little kid.

Mabel was sure Dipper was throwing a temper tantrum--or he could be having a complete fandown (fan breakdown?). She was sure it was pretty much the latter.

"Can't load the video," he moaned. Mabel didn't ask what video he was talking about, because Dipper talked about his idol's Youtube videos as much as Mabel obsessed over glitter.

"Dreamscaperer", aka the boy of Dipper's dreams--Youtuber, paranormal investigator (that's what he said) and an eye-catcher.

Didn't help that the guy wore an eye-patch over his left eye, like a pirate.

And he was hot.

So very hot.

She watched his videos, too, but she wasn't as invested in them as Dipper was--Mabel preferred videos about fashion and stickers--like DirectionLlama.

Which was why Mabel knew the reason why Dipper was so mopey about the recent video Dreamscaperer posted a day ago.

"First one who solves the cipher gets to meet me in person! Clue: I fall for you! Remember, reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, BYE!"

Come to think of it, Dipper had screamed back then, too. Oh, well.

Mabel tugged on her brother's arm. "Come on, Sir Dippingsauce," she teased. "Those Stancakes aren't going to eat themselves!"

"But there's only six hours left to solve the code!" He cried, distressed, looking back at his laptop like it was going to spontaneously combust and keep him from his beloved Dreamscaperer videos--which, in a way, it would.

Mabel didn't like seeing her brother so hung up over a guy--but then again, said guy was into the weird, which pretty much spelled out 'SOUL MATE' to Dipper.

So she tugged on her brother's arm again, saying, "But BRO-BRO, this isn't going to be the last time he's going to give you guys a challenge, right? I'm sure he'd probably think another one up, and you'll have plenty of time to solve that one!"

Then she added, "Now get up. Please?" For extra effect (and also because she was hungry), Mabel have him the greatest puppy eyes known to mankind, and tugged on his arm again.

After a minute of tugging, Dipper reluctantly picked himself up from the hardwood floor and cast a sheepish glance at Mabel. She smiled encouragingly.

Stan's voice then carried up the stairs. "Kids! We're running out of groceries!"

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Thirty minutes later, after Stancakes, Dipper and Mabel found themselves arguing over which chips to get, and the lady at the cashier was giving them the stink-eye since they entered the store.

Dipper had just dumped the last Doritos on the shelf in the cart and was turning away from Mabel when he bumped into a solid wall.

Only, solid walls didn't wear clothes and move.

Dipper squeaked as he looked up into warm, golden eyes (were those contacts?)-

Wait. Eye.

EYE.

Another strangled squeak left Dipper's mouth, and Dreamscaperer (motherfucking love of glitter, it was Dreamscaperer) looked down at him curiously, oblivious to Dipper's inner turmoil. Mabel was apologizing for him, he could hear, but the only thoughts running through Dipper's mind were:

I'mnotdreamingomiglobit'sDreamscapererWHATDOISAYTOHIM

and

AHHHHHHHDREAMSCAPERER!!!

Dipper could hardly believe it. Here was his ultimate idol--next to Grunkle Ford--in the flesh, waving a hand in front of his face and looking so darned confused and concerned and just this morning Dipper was worrying over the opportunity to meet Dreamscaperer himself was forever gone. Yet here was his crush-ahem, role model in front of him, despite not solving the cipher yet!

Was he lucky or what?

The words were out before Dipper could reel them back in.

"My name is Dopper--I mean, Dipper. Dipper Pines. Please have my babies!"

What the actual fuck.

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Hello, lovelies reading this! This is my first story on Wattpad! Also my first Billdip fanfiction! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! I'm sorry if it seems too boring and that Dipper was too OOC.

Everything has a plan. Or not, because I'm just winging it right now.

I appreciate feedback! If you have any criticism, please don't hesitate to speak up! Don't say it through flames, please.

Well, that's the end of the A/N for me. See you for the next chapter!