Gravity Falls REBORN

Dipper Vs Pancakes

I sit up groggily, taking in my surroundings. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I notice I'm on Mabel's bed instead of my own. I smack my head, my mind remembering what happened just a few hours ago. 'I can't believe I said that to the twins....I am so screwed...'

I get out off the bed, putting on a fresh shirt, not bothering with my pants. Slipping on some socks, I tip toe downstairs, not wanting to run into my siblings.

I sneak around the halls, peering into the main rooms to see if they are there. 'Coast is clear' I smile and walk into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl to get cereal. 

"MACIE!" I  scream and jump, throwing a box of 'Cinnamon Toast Crunch' into the air, spilling its contents all over. I turn around to see my very excited, currently jumping in place, sister in a mushroom sweater.

I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose. 'Dipper vs Manliness I see, well I am not going with the manotaurs that's for sure..' "Mabel, why would you scare me like that? I'm trying to get breakfast!" I scold her, still too tired to comprehend anything that has or will happen.

"Grunkle Stan is taking us to the diner! FOR BREAKFAST!" She squeals, running over to me and tugging me by my arm. She slipped on some cereal on the ground for a second before regaining her balance and continues to pull me.

"Ack! Mabel, I gotta clean up this mess YOU made me make!" I try to rip myself from her grip but her hand is too strong for my weak and tired body at the moment.

"Nah don't worry about it, Soos'll clean it up! Let's go! Dipper and I are STARVING!" She jumps, pulling me out of the kitchen and into Stan's car. We head to Greasy's Diner, and sit at a booth after getting inside. I sit next to Stan and pull up my menu, avoiding the gazes from other people.

'Why is everyone staring at me?!' I sink down into my seat further.

Stan and Lazy Susan start flirting while I zone out, checking the menu for something to eat.

'Mmm biscuits and gravy'

"Do you split plates?" Stan asks the waitress.

"Maybe..." She grabs her lazy eye and 'winks' it.

"Great! We'll all split a one-fourth of the number seven, plus a free salad dressing for the lady, and a small plate of ketchup for the boy." Stan orders. I frown and speak up.

"Uh, could I get, uh, the biscuits and gravy please?" I ask shyly and quietly.

"No problem, hun." She writes down everything and takes her leave.

Stan, Dipper, and Mabel all look at me incredulously, I just give Stan a smug smirk and turn back to my menu, setting it down and going onto my phone to browse.

I hear someone clear their throat, so I turn over to the culprit, Stan, and give him a questioning look. "Uh, we, uh, I already ordered for us kiddo, heh heh." 

"No, you ordered for those two," I point to the twins sitting across from us, "and you can't expect me to eat ketchup or salad dressing while you get pancakes." I finish , smirking and crossing my arms successfully. Stan just grumbles about me being smart and out coning him. 

"But Grunkle Stan, I want pancakes too!" Mable whines, giving him sad eyes. He just looks away before he can get entranced with her eyes. 

"With that fancy flour they use these days! What am I, made of money!" He throws his arms up, a dollar bill coming up and showing from his sleeves. "Tap tap." He says like nothing just happened, his eyes going weird. 'What even Stan, haha'

I turn my focus back on the twins, Mabel looking down glum and Dipper peering over my shoulder. I follow his gaze, my eyes landing upon a manliness tester. Knowing where this is going, I stop him before he can speak, "Oh no Dipper, you do not need to test your strength, I'm getting biscuits, you guys can share with me!" I give him a stern look.