There’s so many ways this could go wrong too! From Dipper having a Bad Century and Getting Creepy to Dipper Thinking This Was A Good Way To Entertain Toddlers and Henry Yells at Him After.
Mabel woke up to the sun streaking in through the window, and her husband long gone, his side of the bed cold and rumpled.
Her face screwed up into a frown. Gosh darnit. She had asked everyone over and over and over again that she didn’t need to be coddled! That included stealing her alarm clock to make her sleep in. Stan needed her help in the Library and-
Oh. Speaking of, there was a note with his writing on her bedstand. Thankfully she was on the right side of the bed to face it- turning over was becoming more and more of a problem this past month.
“You’re due next week. Sleep while you can kiddo.”
Mabel should probably be more upset… but the bed was warm, heated as it was by the fall sun.
Her stomach, which had escaped the covers, lay exposed to the beams of light coming in through the window. Of their own volition, her hands fell to tracing the skin of her belly.
There were stretch marks- oh so many, and it felt like there was a new one every day. Mabel liked her stretch marks- or as she called them, tiger stripes. Here was the big mole that once spent four hours explaining to Dipper wasn’t actually skin cancer, promise. Her belly button had gone from an innie to an outie- that was one change she was a little worried would be permanent. Outies were weird looking, but not the weird she liked. And then there-
Her hand paused.
A large, ropy scar. It had been an inch thick and stretched entirely from rib to rib before she was pregnant, and it had only grown as her stomach did. It was as rough and angry bright red as the day she had gained it. Dipper had fretted at that, offered to get rid of her scar entirely, but Mabel had refused.
She liked that it was gnarly and bright.
She wanted to remember what had happened. No, she wanted to remember that she had survived.
That though she should have died, she continued to live.
Under her hand,a tiny fist, a little foot pressed against her belly, making the skin bulge and pop up slightly, reminders of the new life within.
Alcor teleports into the shack to see another him. He sees a
cap at the side facing away from him so he assumes it’s three or four. “Hey,
three or four, do you want something to eat?” Alcor says casually. “Well
wiggity giggity that sounds greato friendo.” Dippy Fresh says as he turns
around, grinning while picking up his hat. Alcor steps back and stares. “Y͍̘̬̯̞͝O͏͖̺U̳͇̺͍” Dipper says angrily. “Wassup bro,
it’s me, Dippy Fresh.” Dippy says in response. “W̳̭̳̞͍H̞̲̫̗̟̺̗͞A͏̮͖̲̩T̸̮̮̰̝̮̫
̳͢A̟̭R͏̙̗̞È̩͍̰̗͙̟ͅ ̴Y͉̻͈̮̹̞͘O̖̫̝̰͞U͈̥ D̻̝̙̬Ǫ͈͈̯̣͍̼͎I̡̜̦̩N̦̱̫G̪̺̠̳̜̩
̺͎̘̳͍͎H̻E̘̲̞̙̜͚͇R̛̪͖̞͈̳ͅE̲̫̲͙̩͜” Dipper yells angrily. “Chill bro, sisterino
Mabel invited me in when she found me” Dippy replies calmly. Dipper sighs and
points at the door “just get out” Dipper says, resignedly. “Afraid I can’t do
that broreno” Dippy says in response. Willow walks in and only notices Dippy.
“Hey Uncle Dip, what’s with the glasses?” Willow asks. Dipper floats quickly
over to Willow and shields her. “Okay what is going on?” Willow asks, confused.
“Diggity wiggity, who’s this bro?” Dippy asks. “She’s nobody to you Fresh.
Leave, now.” Dipper says defensively. “Dude, Mabel invited me. She cool. I’m
not leaving bro.” Dippy states. Just then Mabel walks in. “Woah, calm down
Broseph. No need to be defensive.” She says to Dipper. Dipper begrudgingly
steps away from Willow. “There we go. Henry finished lunch by the way. Go eat
with your siblings, Willow.” Mabel says before Willow nods and walks into the
kitchen. “Now, you two play nice or I’m kicking you both out for the night,
okay?” Mabel says. “Fine…” Dipper says sadly. “You bet’cha sisterino Mabelino.”
Dippy says enthusiastically.
Hours later after the kids had
eaten and played with their ‘new uncle’ Henry, Mabel, Dippy and dipper were
sitting in the living room. “I’ll admit, you did pretty good today Bro-Bro.”
Mabel says to Dipper. “Yeah well I didn’t wanna get warded out of the house
again.” Dipper replies. “That sounds sick brah” Dippy says. “It’s really not.”
Dipper replies. “I’m still confused about the whole Dipper three and four thing
and this Fresh person confuses me more.” Henry says. “You’ll figure it out
eventually” Mabel replies. “I don’t even
know how I exist soooo” Dippy says. “The energy release from the Transcendence
destroyed a lot of Bill’s stuff but in many of the Mabel land residents’ cases
resulted in them living outside the bubble albeit with the inability to leave
Gravity Falls.” Dipper says while continuing to stare at the TV. “…oh” Mabel
says quietly. “Wait, does that mean a bunch of my dudes from Mabel land are
alive?” Dippy asks. “Mhmm…” Dipper says, distracted. “I GOTTA GO FIND THEM!”
Dippy says as he jumps to his feet. “Mabel grabs him by the arm. “In the
daylight” she says “it’s not safe at night.” Dippy reluctantly sits down
“okay…” he says.
Months later, all of the Mabel
land residents that survived have created a new home for themselves. Dipper
annoyedly agrees to go visit them with Mabel.
“Wiggity dude brahs!” Dippy says
as he flies down on his jet board. Xyler and Craz play cheesy music in the
background. Dipper winces at everything that’s happening but Mabel looks around
with a beaming smile. “I LOVE IT I LOVE IT ILOVEIT” Mabel squeals excitedly. “In
a way you were the inspitration so it’s totally tubular that you like it
sisterino” Dippy says. “Awwwww” Mabel says happily. “I’ll admit, you’ve done
good Fresh.” Dipper says. “TOTALLY TUBULAR BRO!” Dippy exclaims. “And you’ve
lost my respect.” Dipper replies. “Aww diggity doogity” Dippy says sadly. “You’ve
made him sad Dip-Dop” Mabel says. “I don’t care, can we go now?” Dipper asks. “Fine
bro-bro” Mabel says. They walk away back to the shack as Dippy flies back into
the new Mabel land.
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