Back To Gravity Falls: Beware the Beast (Multiverse Crossover)

Two Truths and A Lie

While the twins debated some sort of game they could play, Norman went off to find Greg and ask him if he had any games. Wybie and Coraline were in the upstairs bathroom, Wybie sitting on the toilet with Coraline sitting on the tub tending to his skinned knuckles.

"At least they stopped bleeding," she whispered to herself, wincing when Wybie would twitch with pain. "I'm so sorry Wy, I shouldn't have drug you out there. It's all my fault this happened."

"Don't worry about it. Did you call her back?" Wybie asked, eyes focused on Coraline's sad expression.

"Not yet," Coraline admitted. "Too worried about you. I'll call her when I'm done. That foreboding was probably a self-fufilled prophecy, I should know better, with all those times you made me watch The Matrix."

"Cor, you couldn't have known. You were trying to protect my grandmother, and me too. You were looking out for your own, no one can fault you for that."

"You could have died if it wasn't for--"

"Coraline," Wybie stated, stopping her in her tracks. Ne never really called her that anymore, just Cor. "Don't think about what could have happened, I'm right here."

Coraline sighed, trying not to get upset, reached to grab the bandages. "I know."

"Hey," Wybie smiled sweetly, "How about a kiss for the guy that kicked the Beast's butt?"

"Alright, Spooky, c'mere." She smiled, using her hands to hold each side of his face and give him a peck on the lips. "My hero."

He embraced her tightly, kissing her head, "I will love you forever, Coraline."

"Ah jeez, Cheesemiester, let go so I can bandage you up." Coraline wrenched herself away, blushing as she started wrapping his hand.

Wybie blushed too, smiling and pleased with himself, he enjoyed being the only person who could calm her down. It made him feel needed, wanted, and the fact it was Coraline was all that really mattered to him.

After a bit, they called her together. She was fine, in fact, she had no idea they called or anything even happened. They didn't tell her.

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"So, nothing then." Norman responded.

Greg lying on his stomach and reading a copy of Ender's Game, licked his finger before turning the page, "Nope."

"Then do you want to play a game with us? Whenever we figure out what it is, that is."

Greg looked up at him with an expression well-worn by someone his age, as though anyone over the age of 14 were blundering idiots and clearly blind to facts, "This is a really good book, and third-wheeling is bad enough without being wheel number six. Thanks, though."

Norman left the room, gobsmacked and plopped down wordlessly on the couch next to Mabel who looked at him with interest, "I think Greg outgrew me in the past few days, how does that even happen?"

"That's rough, buddy." Dipper assented, patting him on the shoulder. "Anyway, we are down to three tried and true options, unless you have any card or board games."

"None to speak of," Norman sighed.

Wybie and Coraline walked down the stairs, Coraline walking ahead as they held hands.

"No seven minutes in heaven for you two," Mabel joked, earning protesting mumbles from the couple.

They sat in a circle: Mabel, Wybie, Coraline, Norman, and Dipper. A large bag of potato chips sat in the center, with a few bottles of water already there thanks to Mabel's preparedness.