Your POV

We were at the gift shop minding our own business. Well, not Mabel and I. We were spying on Pine and Wendy.

Dipper: *mimics a guy in the security camera with a much deeper voice* Do you have this t-shirt in my size?

Wendy: *mimics Stan in the security camera* I have something even better! Behold: my butt!!!

Dipper and Wendy: *laugh*

Dipper: *whispers* I could play this game forever!

Wendy: What'd you say?

Dipper: Coughing!!! *coughs* I was coughing!!! Those weren't words!!!

You and Mabel: *laugh*

Mabel: This is fun, what you two have!

You: It's like our own private tv show!

Dipper: Mabel, (y/n), how long have you been standing there?!?

Mabel: Don't worry about that! Let's talk about why I'm doing this dance!!! *does a weird dance*

Dipper: Oh no, she got into the Smile Dip again!!!

You: I'll get some water.

Mabel: Wrong one thousand!!! It's because today is the greatest day of my life!!! *throws Dipper a calendar which hits his face*

Dipper: Ow!!!

You: *snort and hold a laugh before taking the calendar*

Mabel: Sev'ral Timez is playing at the Gravity Falls Civic Center and Buffet!!!

You: Ohhhhh, yeah, I heard about that.

Dipper: Uhg, Sev'ral Timez? Aren't they that boy band that came a decade too late?

You: M, you know all those boy bands are fake, right?

Wendy: (y/n)'s right, they're just a manufactured product of the bloated corporate music industry.

Mabel: You're making my dance sad.

Dipper: *snickers* They's probably a machine that mass-produces them!

Wendy: Or maybe the boys are grown from pods!!!

You, Dipper, and Wendy: *laugh*

Mabel: You guys can't ruin this for me, Mabel's got backup!

Candy and Grenda: *enter*

Grenda: Hey guys!

Candy: Woohoo!

Mabel: Ready for the greatest night of our lives?!? *singing* How many times am I gonna love ya?

Mabel, Candy, and Grenda: Sev'ral Timez!!! *laugh and leave*

Dipper: Uhg, girls.

Wendy: I know, right?

And with that Mabel and her friends went upstairs to get ready while I started doing random things trying not to get bored. Then I decided to just go to the living room and watch some tv, but as I go inside, I start to heat a familiar voice making me place my ear against the door. Robbie...!

Robbie: So hey, Wendy, Nate and his girlfriend are going to Lookout Point this weekend, maybe we should go too.

Wendy: Are you kidding me?!? First you stand me up last night, and instead of apologizing you want me to go to Lookout Point?!?

Dipper: I'll just be over here... *goes to where you were hiding and bumps into you* (y/-

You: *cover his mouth* Shh!!! *gesture at the door*

You and Dipper: *peek*

Wendy: Look, Robbie, I'm not sure this relationship's working. Maybe I should see other people.

Dipper: *whispers* Yes!!!

You: *stomp on his foot* Shh!!!

Dipper: *peeks*

Robbie: Woah woah woah, hey hey, before you do anything crazy I-I uh, want you to hear this. *takes out a disk and whispers* Hope this works. *puts the disk on the boombox* I wrote this song just for you. *places play and starts to sing*

"When I think about you, I get feelings so deep. I'm tossing and turning, and you know I'm loosing sleep. You know I'm going crazy when I look into your eyes, just listen to this song and you'll be hypnotiiiiized."

Wendy: *rubs her eyes* You know, maybe I was being a little hasty. I'll give you another chance.

Robbie: Yes, alright!!!

Wendy: *kisses Robbie's cheek* Let me go grab my coat. *goes to the living room*

You and Dipper: *go to Robbie*

Dipper: Alright, Robbie, we saw that weird CD! What the heck are you up to?!?

Robbie: It's called romance, kid. Something you'd never understand.

Dipper: *growls*

You: *place a hand on his shoulder to calm him down*

Wendy: *enters* You ready? I can't believe you wrote that for me!

Robbie: I know, I'm just so insanely talented. *leaves with Wendy*

Dipper: *stares at the door wide eyed*

You: Huh... *take the disk and began to inspect it* That was super weird...

Dipper: *takes the disk from your hands and inspects it, then sniffs it before licking the edge*

Mabel: *enters with Candy and Grenda* What are you doing?

Dipper: Guys, the weirdest thing just happened. I think Robbie might be hypnotizing Wendy with his music.

Mabel: Oh Dipper, girls just like musicians! You'll understand when you're older.

Dipper: We're the same age!!!

Mabel: Girls mature faster than guys, right, Grenda?

Grenda: *kissing a Sev'ral Timez magazine* This is Grenda time!!!

You: As much as I agree with everything you just said, I have to side with Pine on this one. That was really strange.

Mabel: Oh well, you two will soon learn. Let's go, girls!!!

I had to agree with him. The whole 'changing her mind because of some lame song' was just too weird. Wendy wasn't that kind of girl. We went to the kitchen where Stan was doing... uh... Stan things.

Stan: *singing* Stocking meat for the apocalypse, doodly-doo. We're all gonna die. *looks at Dipper pacing around* What's with the pacing, kid? You look even more freaked out than usual.

Dipper: *sigh* I don't know, you wouldn't understand...

Stan: Ah, c'mon, kid. *puts a chair and gestures Dipper to sit down* Try me!

Dipper: *looks at you for confirmation*

You: *shrug*

Dipper: Ok, this is gonna sound weird, but we think Robbie might be brainwashing Wendy with music.

Stan: I've seen this before...!!!

You: *raise an eyebrow* You have?

Stan: Her name was Carla McCorkle, Carla Hotpants McCorkle. Me and Carla baby would cut a rug together at the Juke Joint, our favorite 50's themed 1970's diner. Then one day, this new age tree huger starts playing this transcendental hippie music! *sigh* Carla's hot pants turned into bellbottoms before I even knew what happened... My memories get a little hallucination-y at the end, but you get the gist.

Dipper: So wait, you actually believe our theory?

Stan: You darn right I do, and we're gonna get to the bottom of it!!!

You and Dipper: *nod*

Stan: Right after I get to the bottom of this brown meat! *eats the meat from the can* It's apoca-licious!!!

It didn't take him long to do so. We went to the living room table, Pine still inspecting the disk in his hands.

Stan: You see, kids, music has subliminal mind control hidden in it all the time. If you listen closely, even the music I play in the gift shop has subtle hidden messages.

You: Psh, yeah, 'subtle'.

Dipper: *holds a laugh*

Stan: *brings a record player and puts it on the table* If you wanna hear the mind controlling message, you gotta slow down the record. *snatches the CD from Dipper* Gimme that LP! *puts the CD in the record player which starts to make static noises*

Stan: Why isn't it working?

You: Because it's a disk, genius. It needs to be a record.

Dipper: Oh. Right.

That's when Mabel, Candy, and Grenda came in with a giant bag? Dipper and I went over to see what was going on.

Dipper: Hey guys. How was the concert?

You: And what's in the bag?

Mabel: Uh, money!!! Money we stole!!!

Candy: We are criminals!!! We will cut you!!!

Mabel: Let's go away from here now!!!

Mabel, Candy, and Grenda: *go upstairs with the bag*

Dipper: *looks at you in confusion*

You: *shrug*

The next day was kind of boring, we didn't really do much. Except for Pine, he spend all day trying to transform the disk into a record. Although, I could've sworn I saw fave familiar men around the shack... Oh well, probably my imagination. Anyways, is was evening, and Pine finally finished.

Dipper: *holding a record* Alright, it took all day but I converted it to a record. And now we can slow it down to see if the mind control message theory is correct! Prepare to have your mind blown! *puts the record on the record player*

Stan: Spit take, here I come! *takes a long swig of Pit Cola*

As the song started to play, Pine slowed it done, but it was still just the normal song.

You: Huh?

Stan: *swallows the soda* That's not spit worthy! What gives?!?

Dipper: What?!? Is that it?!? *changes the pace of the song* Uhg, I was so stupid!!! Of course there's no hidden mind control messages!!! Mabel was right, Wendy just likes the song, she just likes Robbie...

You and Stan: *look at each other sadly*

Robbie and Wendy: *enter*

Wendy: Hey Dip, forgot my keys. *goes to the gift shop*

Robbie: What's up, junior? What are you doing, trying to come up with an equation to get girls to like you? *laughs*

Wendy: *comes back in* Ready to go to Lookout Point?

Robbie: Huh, am I?

Wendy: *leaves*

Robbie: Later, dork! Catch you on the rewind! *leaves with Wendy*

Stan: I'll rewind your face!!!

You: Wait a minute... That's it!!! Rewind!!!

Dipper: *starts to rewind the song*

"You are now under my control. Your mind is mine."

Stan: *spits the soda on Dipper* Holy mackerel!!! Now there's your spit take!!!

Dipper: Haha, I knew it!!! It's mind control after all!!! Oh no, I've gotta save Wendy!!!

Stan: Finally, a good reason to punch a teenager in the face!!! Let's roll!!!

I decided to stay behind, I already meddled enough with Wendy's love life. I started to hear music from the attic and decided to check it out. "Hey M, what's-" I was cut off by the sight of five blonde men with Mabel.

You: Uh...

Mabel: Oh, hey (y/n)...

You: What the fireball is going on in here...?!?

Mabel: Sev'ral Timez, this is my friend (y/n). (y/n), Sev'ral Timez.

Sev'ral Timez: *pose* 'Sup!

You: ...hi? Um, what's going on?

Mabel: I... *tears start forming in her eyes* I've done a horrible mistake!!! *runs out*

You: ... um... yeah, ok...

Ok...? That was weird...? I went back downstairs, and after about an hour, Dipper and Stan came inside. However, he wasn't happy.

You: You ok, Pine?

Dipper: Not really, I shouldn't have meddled with Wendy's personal life... She probably hates me now...

You: I'm sure she'll forgive you. You did it for a good reason!

Dipper: You... you really think so...?

You: *nod*

Dipper: *smiles*

You: *pat the area on the couch next you*

Dipper: *sits next to you* Hey, I uh, I never thanked you for helping me.

You: No problem, I hate Robbie as much as you do anyways.

Dipper: Who doesn't?

You and Dipper: *laugh*

A warm feeling, that was what I felt. Oh no... I really had fallen for Dipper...

Thanks for reading!!! And I want to answer something to PhoenixAlikan: it's my phone that's the problem, not WattPad itself, but thanks for your help! And SagePlayzz, I see you texting me, but for some reason it's not letting me comment or even enter any stories!!! 😭😭😭 Also, I think I've found away to keep updating daily! So yay!!! Anyways, 'till next time!!!

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