Just Another Day Pinescone (Wirt x Dipper)

Weather

The entire school day after the whole library thing was quite normal. Until, of course, the not-a-drill announcement. Basically, not only was a tornado heading their way, but so was a lightning storm and a possible flood. They had to do all three standards and lead the students to the upstairs hallways and bathrooms.

"Mabel! Mabel! Mabel!?" Dipper was trying as hard as he could to find his sister. He needed to make sure she was okay as Wirt followed behind him, also looking for Mabel. The band teacher lead them to the already cramped boys restroom which meant that there'd be no way of finding her since another class couldn't fit.

Dipper and Wirt kept on getting pushed together as they tried their best to listen to the outside. However, the inside was so noisy that there was basically no way that was happening. They were going to turn to face each other and start a conversation, when they turned at the same time and found their faces about 2 inches away from each other. Instead of blushing or looking away, they just stood there and watched.

They both enjoyed the view. As a raging storm krept on they stared into each other's eyes. Dipper looked at Wirts usual beige sweater and smiled while looking back up. KRACK-A-BOOM.

The sudden thunder made everyone quiet. They all had finally realized that this was not, in fact, a drill and all of their lives were in danger. Wirt and Dipper sighed at the people that should've been quiet already. Now, not only could everyone hear the storm outside, but also pounding on the building. There was a bang from downstairs. Most kids held onto their things but Wirt and Dipper were beyond terrified and holding onto each other for dear life. KRACK-A-BOOM.

After the second sound of thunder, the lights went off. Some kids turned on their phone lights, but Dipper whipped out the flashlight that was always key chained to his jeans and turned it on. The flashlight was a very good source of light for adventuring and exactly it's purpose. It was way brighter than anything in the room with its black plastic and alien sticker on it. Dippers other hand clenched the back of Wirts sweater as Wirt was still holding on to Dipper. Wirt suddenly had a thought. A very disturbing thought. Is Greg okay? Wirt had to shake off the feeling and hope he was okay.

"Hey, Dipper?" Wirt whispered.

"What?" Dipper question.

"Do... do you think that... Greg is o-okay?" Wirt looked down. He didn't want to think about it too much but it really was the only thing he can do.

"I'm sure he is okay. There should be nothing to worry about. It's not like the storm is drifting towards them. I checked the news on my phone, it's going have a wind change soon." Dipper reassured. Dipper placed his free hand onto Wirts shoulder "It's going to be okay." Wirt smiled as did Dipper.

"It's flooded! I can't get to the control box!" One of the school's bravest janitors that went to go fix the power box was in shock by the water "It was all the way up to my knees! I can't go back down there!" Everybody then started to turn off their flashlights because they all wanted to save power. Oh no...! My journal! Dipper had brought journal 4 to school in case he had any more run ins with The Beast. With the rate the water was moving at, it was now or never.

"I'm going down there." Dipper foretold Wirt as he gave his flashlight to Wirt and shuffled through the crowd. Wirt turned off the flashlight.

"Dipper, come back!" Wirt scooted to get to Dipper until they were both out of the bathroom "Dipper, why do you need to go down there? What do you need even?" Dipper looked down.

"Journal 4. It has countless courageous encounters that not only me, but my Great Uncle Ford wrote down too. It has too much information to be destroyed!" Dipper was walking down the stairs as Wirt looked to him. Wirt took a sigh.