Dipper Pine's Prophecy

7: Not a Date (Part 1)

I was Sunday.

And Dipper was going to die of a heart attack.

Why? He had no idea, his anxiety was treating him like he was going on a date, no matter how many times he explained to himself that he was just going to hang out with a new possible friend.

A super hot possible friend who he is going to talk about magic and Gravity Falls history with.

Ugh, I'm so screwed!

In an attempt to distract himself from his overactive imagination, Dipper triple checked all his and Ford notes on the Falls natives and other past inhabitants. He knew better than to expose any of the journals to a stranger, even if he doubted Will would steal them to use for evil purposes, he had long since learned that he would rather be safe than sorry in his years coming to this weird town. For the past few days, he had been collecting lose notes and making copies of the appropriate journal pages to show Will today at Greasy's.

Unfortunately, between that and working in the Mystery Shack, he hasn't had any time to do any research in the forest or translate that tablet Ford had given him, but those were more of a pet project thing anyway and he figured that forming a social life could be more important just this once. Sure, his hobbies may still be attached to said socializing, but that's just more of a reason to go through with it, right? Friends are supposed to be people who share your interests anyway, right?

Or maybe an attractive person who is more than a normal person and knows about and will believe what you know about Gravity Falls is exactly your type? A treacherous thought whispered in his head.

Shut the hell up brain!

Loud footsteps pounding into the wooden floors of the building leading to his room drew Dipper from his self reprimanding and a few seconds later a bright orange blur flew threw his bedroom door and slammed into him, causing him to fall back into his bed and notes to scatter everywhere.

"Diiiiipppppeeeeeerrrrr! Guess what we're doing today?"

Dipper spluttered strands of brown hair out of his mouth as he moved to sit up, his sister still on top of him.

"I don't know what YOU are doing today Mabel, but I have other things to do today."

Mabel pulled her head off his chest to give him puppy dog eyes as her arm unwound from around his waist so she can grab his shoulders. "Come on, Bro Bro, don't be like that!" She started to shake him a little, "Candy and Grenda are back and we were all gonna go to hers and Marius' estate to hang out and do karaoke and you HAVE to come, we'll even sing Disco Girl with you!"

"Mabes, that sound like fun and all, but I already have plans to hang out with a friend today at twelve, so I really can't."

His sister stopped shaking him, "A friend? Gidion's back?"

"Not as far as I know, no."

"Robbie called you over?" He shook his head. "Something in the forest needs your help?"

"No-well, technically yeah, but he's not a something. He lives in the forest and I'm going to help him with something as we hang out today."

"Someone who lives in the...is it someone new?"

"Yeah, he just moved in like a few months ago or something."

"So you made a new friend?"

"I guess?"

Mabel squealed and tacked him back down to the ground in a hug. "That's awesome Dip! Your coming out of you shy shell, I'm happy for you Bro! You shed that shy shell! Okay, you don't have to come to Grenda's today, but you have to tell me everything tonight! I wanna know who this guy is, where he's living, where he's from, how you met him, how today went, if he is nice to you, cause if he's a jerk, me and the girls will jump him without hesitation, seriously-"