Wendip: Change is a Good Thing

Part 6: Mabel's Choice

Wendy stopped before dialing Tambry's number and decided it wasn't the best idea. She put the phone down and decided to just go to bed and spend the rest of the weekend thinking things over. After all, Tambry was dating Robbie, and if he found out Dip might not survive.

*cue theme music*

It was Monday morning and Dipper rolled out of bed exited to see his main squeeze. The young boy quickly noticed that his twin was already downstairs, so he began to get ready. After Dip dressed and brushed his teeth, he threw on his signiture hat and waltzed downstairs to wait for Wendy. D took a seat his usual chair and stared at the door long and hard. "GOOD MORNING!" Dipper fell off of his seat at his sister's boisterous exclamation just as the redhead came into the building. "H-hey Wendy" the boy tried to pick himself off the ground as fast as possible "sup dorks". Dip leaned over to his sister "what the heck Mabel!" "sorry bro bro, I just wanted to tell you there are stan-cakes in the kitchen". The lumberjane came and sat next to Dippingsauce and they stayed like that chatting for a few hours. That's when Wendy's gang arrived at around 3. "WENDY! WENDY! WENDY!" they all chanted as they stormed through the

entrance of the gift shop. "Guys! you ready for the best party of the year!" questioned the redhead "the northwest party?!" Mabel gasped

in excitement. "Ugh, we'd never let those losers show up, even though the kid is kinda hot" said the emo, rolling his eyes as his gf gave him the death glare. "This party is only for the awesome people!" Nate said as he high-fived his bro. "Keg party!" said the first "keg party!" Lee soon followed.

Girl Dipper was confused, what the heck was a keg? So she asked her brother and watched him face-palm immediately. Mabel was super confused until Dip whispered the answer to her little question. "Wait... but they're underage" she said loud and clear and watched as Wen blushed and glanced down at her feet and the guys began to chuckle.

As the older teens began to talk amongst themselves Dipper yanked his sister into the next room, "Mabel, I know this sounds crazy, but we NEED to get into that party". "Dipper!" she scolded "what they're doing is illegal, and we're even MORE underage!" "okay... how about this... you can be designated golfcart -" "gofcart" she cut him off. He took a deep breath "you can be designated gofcart driver if anybody gets tipsy, and I can go inside and make sure nobody gets hurt". The young girl pondered over his proposition, but she just wasn't sure what he was planning was right, "I don't know Dippingsause...". " Come on! I got you into the Northwest party!" he objected "but that was safe!" "we were all turned to wood, Mabel." he corrected. "I'm not going, and you shouldn't either!" "It's our chance to hang out with the cool kids again and I'm going. Don't tell Stan?" Mabel had never been asked to do anything like this before, lying to the biggest con-man in the pacific northwest with almost no experience under her belt. She hatted lying, she even hate4d the idea of it. Nevertheless if Dip wanted to do this he was going to get it done with or without her, and the girl knew you never leave a brother behind. "Why don't I just wait in the cart?" "thanks' Mabel!" the boy squealed as he gave his sister a big squeeze. Then in his head he started to formulate his plan, he needed to get into that party.

Him and Mabes both walked out of the supply closet at the same time and went back over to the counter. The gang was still chattering about the details of the party when the youngest in the room spoke up "hey, maybe me and Mabel can stop by?". "I don't know dudes, Stan would be ticked" the redhead pointed. "He's always ticked, we'll just tell him we're looking for the hide-behind again" D defended "are you sure, you know what a keg party is right?" "yes, Wendy" he sighed. The lumberjane thought it over in her head for a minute, she didn't want to make the wrong call and have the kid get hurt. When she thought about it though, she realized that Dip was 13 now, he could make his own decisions. If he thought he could handle a keg, then that was fine by her "sure, man". Of course Robbie then had to add in his 2 cents, "are you kidding me?" he motioned to Dipper "junior here is allowed to go?" . "Shut up Robbie, you went to your first keg when you were like 7!", Tambry hopped in unexpectedly, sealing the deal.

"Party starts at 8 Thompson's place" the redhead called back as she and the others headed out the door, leaving Dip and girl Dip alone in the gift shop. "EEEEEK" the boy victory squealed as his sister shot him a disapproving glance. Mabel was a party animal, there was no doubt about it, but more importantly she was a good person. She couldn't go to this thing if it would ruin her pure heart, if she wasn't a good person than who was she? "I should go start getting ready" Dipper ran upstairs to start a not-as-complicated-listy-thing happy as a clam unbeknownst to Mabel's uncomfortableness.---She stood there alone, just thinking to herself for a minute before pulling out her and her brother's guide. The girl figured she might as well scribble down some notes in her Yeah and Blech chapter. Moving her way through the list, she came upon Robbie's name, wondering why Wendy would like him instead of her sweet bro bro. It was obviously just because he wears skinny jeans, has a band and plays the guitar, maybe she should rethink the list, after all maybe he was a good guy.

The next few hours passed like wildfire for Dipper, consistently stressing about what he was going to do the entire time; whereas Mabel was busy trying to forget the fact that she had to let Dipper run head-first into something she knew neither of them were ready for and live in blissful ignorance for the time being. When the time came for her to get changed for the party, she walked up and did a solemn knock on their bedroom door. "Dipdop, can you come out, I've gotta change sweaters" she said through the door "i- is it time to go?!" he squeaked rhetorically.

Dip had spent so much time worrying what change into that he forgot to change into something. "Hold on" he warned as he quickly rummaged through his closet to find anything besides his normal apparel. The boy understood these kinds of parties weren't fancy or black-tie events, but it still was a party and he wanted to switch it up a bit. Wendy was going to be there after all. So Dipper grabbed his navy hoodie and slipped it on over his Blink 182 shirt, then he changed out of his silly shorts and put on some average jeans. "You can come in now Mabel!" he called through the door.

Mabel burst open the door and ran into the room full force, warning Dipper to close his eyes as she flipped off her pink Several Timez sweater and changed into a new white one that had two big blue butterflies on it. Then her and her love-struck twin sprinted to the door and hoping not to be late. "Wait!" Dip called as they hopped into the golf cart "we never asked Stan, I completely forgot!" "no worries bro bro, I told him we were just going to hang out and Wendy's for a little bit" she told him as she floored the pedal and sped off into the unknown right by her brothers side.

-----AN-----

1)I might be adding a sprinkle of Mobbie into the mix and I'd like to know how you guys feel about that. Don't worry, the main theme is Wendip and that is not going to change.

2) I didn't formally address the fact that Mabel says gof-cart (pronounced like goffer without the 'er'). That was intentional and is based off of how I said golf cart like that for a embarrassingly long amount of time.

3)Suggestions ARE coming into play, I am very grateful for them and will be incorporating them, it just may take a while. I am incredibly sorry.

xoxo - Em