Your POV

It was morning, the twins and I outside doing random crap when Mabel's stomach rumbled. I then realized none of us has had breakfast yet so we all went inside to look for Stan.

Dipper: Grunkle Stan?

You: Can we go to the diner?

Mabel: *holding her stomach* We're hungry...!!!

Dipper: *holding his stomach* Hungry...!!!

Dipper and Mabel: *booping their stomachs together* Rahhh...!!!

You: *snort and laugh*

Stan: Yeah sure, as long as this yahoo makes up his mind.

Tyler: Do you have this in another animal?

You: Is locking him in an option?

Stan: *smiles*

We locked him in. He didn't seem to notice. Anyways, we went to Greasy's Diner and sat on a table when...

Stan: Lazy Susan, there's my little ray of sunshine! Where were you yesterday~?

Lazy Susan: I got hit by a bus!!!

Stan: *laughs punching the table* Hilarious!!!

Lazy Susan: Thank you!!! *laughs for an awkward amount of time*

Stan: You do split plates, right?

Lazy Susan: Maybe~ *takes her closed eye lid, opens it, and closes it* Wink~

Stan: Great!!! We'll all split a one fourth of the number seven, plus a free salad dressing for the ladies and a small plate of ketchup for the boy!

Lazy Susan: *leaves*

You: Hey, I want the ketchup!!!

Mabel: And I want some pancakes!!!

Stan: With the fancy flour they use these days? What am I, made of money? *sees a dollar sticking out if his sleeve before tapping it back in* Tap tap.

Mabel: Aww...

Dipper: *looks to the side before cracking his knuckles and relaxing on his seat* Don't worry, guys, pancakes or on me. I'm gonna win some by winning that manliness tester.

Stan: Manliness tester?

You: You?

Mabel: Beating?

You, Mabel, and Stan: ... *burst into an uncomfortable laughter*

Dipper: What? What's so funny?

Mabel: Oh no offense, Dipper, but you're not exactly Manly Mannington! *laughs*

Dipper: Hey, I am too manly- mani- or whatever it is you said!

Stan: Look, face the music, kid. You got no muscles, you smell like baby wipes, even (y/n) without her powers is manlier than you.

You: And let's not forget about last Tuesday's incident~

~flashback~

Dipper: *singing in the bathroom in front of the mirror with a towel around his waist and a comb for a mic* Disco girl!!! Coming through!!! That girl is you!!!

You: *enter yawning*

Dipper: DON'T COME IN DON'T COME IN!!!!!!!

~end of flashback~

Mabel: You were listening to girly Icelandic pop sensation Babba?!?

Dipper: No, haha, I wasn't-!

You: Don't even try to deny it, Pine, I heard and see it with my own two eyes.

Dipper: That's not important!!! Look, I'm plenty masculine!!! See this chest here?!? *pulls down his shirt*

Mabel: *looks away* PUT IT AWAY!!! PUT IT AWAY!!!

You: *hide under the table* I'VE BEEN BLINDED!!!

Stan: *covers his eyes* SO SMOOTH!!! MY EYES!!!

Dipper: *embarrassedly fixes on his shirt* Oh man.

You, Mabel, and Stan: *laugh some more*

Dipper: Fine, family of little faith, get ready to eat your words. And a plate of delicious pancakes.

He goes over and ends up failing the test before telling everyone the machine is broken. That's when Manly Dan walks over to the machine. Dipper tries to convince him the game's broken, but he ignores Dipper. He pushes the handle with his pinkie and wins the highest score giving everyone pancakes.

Stan and Mabel laughed some more. He ended up leaving the diner. A part of me wanted to laugh more, but another part felt bad for him, so I decided to follow. I was in my phoenix form so he didn't notice me.

Unfortunately I lost track of him when he went into the forest. After some minutes of searching I finally found him. I sat on a tree and saw him lifting weights with- a tree branch?!?!?!?

Dipper: Two.............. three............ four............. *pants for air as he throws the branch away, then looks under his shirt* No chest hair yet...

You: You know, I'm no doctor-

Dipper: *gasps slightly startled*

You: -but I'm pretty sure that this isn't how you grow body hair. Can't you just wait for puberty?

Dipper: Look, I've you just came to tease me some more just get it over with.

You: ... *turn human and jump landing close to Dipper* I didn't come to tease you, I came to say I'm s-... ssss....

Dipper: ???

You: S-so....

Dipper: ...are you ok?

You: *groans* Why is this so hard?!? I'm-... I'm sorry, ok?!?

Dipper: !!!

You: What?

Dipper: You're apologizing?!? To me?!?

You: Shut up.

Dipper: *shakes his head* Well, thanks. But it doesn't matter, you guys were right about me...

You: Oh c'mon, so you're not as strong as others, that doesn't make you any less special. Strength isn't just muscles, real strength comes from one's heart.

Dipper: I dunno... *takes out a bag of jerky and reads the label You're Inadequate* You said it, brother. I need help...

You and Dipper: *feel the ground starting to shake before a lot of animals come running your way*

Manly Dan: *runs over* FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, RUN!!! *runs off*

Dipper: *runs over to a stump and takes his hat*

You: *push Dipper out of the way before a tree fell on him*

You and Dipper: *hide behind a tree as you hear a loud roar, then see a giant beast looking man stomping your way* AHHHHHH!!!!

Dipper: Wait, sorry, *in a deep voice* Ahhhh-! *coughs*

You: Seriously, now?!?

Beast: *roars which turns into a yawn before he takes a deer and uses it to scratch his back, then throws it away which runs off as if nothing happened, he then pushes the log away*

You: *create a fireball* Don't come any closer!!!

Beast: YOU!!! *points at the bag of jerky* gonna finish that?

Dipper: ...no? *throws the bag at the beast*

Beast: *starts eating the jerky*

You: *make your fireballs disappear* Whoa, a manitaur...!!! I've only ever heard about you?

Dipper: Don't you mean minotaur?

Beast: I'm a manitaur!!! Half man, half uh- half taur!!!!

You: So did we like summon you or-?

Manitaur: The smell of jerky summoned me!!! JERKY!!! *punches through a tree and breaks a bolder with his skull* YEAH!!!! *laughs, them sniffs* I smell... emotional issues...!

You: ...what?

Dipper: I got problems, manitaur. Man related problems.

Manitaur: *sits down and pats his leg*

Dipper: Well, my own uncle called me a wimp, and I kinda flunked this manliness video game thing, hey, you know, you seem pretty manly, maybe you could give me some pointers?

Manitaur: Hm, very well!!! *stands up* Climb on top of my back here, child!

Dipper: Uh, ok...?

You: Whoa, hey!!! You're not actually going, are you?!?

Dipper: C'mon, (y/n), this is my chance!!!

You: ... Alright, fine. But I'm coming with you.

Manitaur: Sorry, it's a "No Females Aloud" zone.

You: What?!?!?

Manitaur: You can't come with us.

You: There's no way I'm letting Dipper go alone!

Dipper: (y/n), please, I'll be fine.

You: But-!

Dipper: Please let me do this.

You: ... *sigh* Fine, just don't die.

Dipper: *laughs awkwardly* I'll try not to.

And so the manitaur left with Dipper. On my way to the shack I couldn't shake off the thought of him getting hurt. Why was this bugging me so much all of a sudden?!?

I finally made it home to see Mabel, Wendy, Stan, and Soos, who was for some reason dressed as Lazy Susan?

You: Uh, hi, guys...?

Mabel: Hi (y/n)!!! You're just in time!!!

Wendy: We're trying to help Stan ask out Lazy Susan.

You: Wow, seriously?

Mabel: Yeah, and we need your help!!!

You: What can I help with though?

Mabel: We just need all the help we can get...

You: *snort as you hold in a laugh* And so I spend the rest of the day helping Mabel with Stan. It literally took hours!!! However, Pine didn't come at all. I was beginning to get worried. Fortunately, Mabel called me over for something and I was able to take my mind of Dipper.

Mabel: *looking at a picture* Ok, Grunkle Stan, you started like this, and became...?

Stan: *a lot more messy and dirty* Can I scratch myself now?

You: Yikes...

Mabel: No!!! No no no!!! Is that throw up on your shirt?!?

Stan: ...I don't know how to answer that.

Mabel: *rips the picture apart in frustration*

Wendy: Face it, Mabel. Your uncle's unfixable. Like that spinning pie trolly thing at the diner.

Mabel: *smiles before running to the doorway* Grunkle Stan, come with me!!! And leave your pants at home!!! *runs off*

Stan: With pleasure!!! *follows Mabel*

Wendy: You should probably go with them just incase.

You: I agree. *turn phoenix and follow them*

~at Greasy's Diner~

Lazy Susan: *while punching the pie trolly* Spin!!! Spin!!!

Mabel: Lazy Susan, listen. I know he's not much to look at, but you're always fixing stuff in the diner, and if you like fixing stuff nothing could use more fixing than my Grunkle Stan! Also women live longer than men so your dating pool's smaller and you should really lower your standards.

Stan: So, Lazy Susan, w-what do you say?

Lazy Susan: ... *walks away*

Stan: *sigh*

You: Yikes...

Lazy Susan: *walks over holding a piece of paper* Hey!!! Here's mu number!!! Why don't you give me a call sometime?!?

Stan: *takes the paper* Really?!?

Lazy Susan: Really!!! *laughs* Also, here's some pie, on the house!!! *puts a plate with pie on the table* For you!!! *leaves*

Mabel: *squeals* We did it!!!

You: Nice work, Stan!

Stan: Thanks, kid! Although I'm not so sure what I did exactly.

You, Mabel, and Stan: *sit at table*

Stan: *starts eating his pie*

Mabel: When are you gonna call?!? You wanna call now?!? I don't have a phone!!! Let's buy a phone!!! We can put it on a credit card!!! Let's get a credit card!!!

Stan: Mabel, let a man enjoy his pie, huh?

You: *chuckle before looking down and frowning*

Mabel: What's wrong, (y/n)?

You: Hm? Oh, uh, nothing.

Mabel: *raises an eyebrow in confusion at you, then looks out the window and starts banging on it* DIPPER!!!

You: !!! *look out the window and let out a sigh of relief*

Mabel: IT'S ME MABEL!!! I'M LOOKING AT YOU THROUGH THE GLASS!!! RIGHT HERE!!! THIS IS MY VOICE!!! I'M TALKING TO YOU FROM INSIDE!!!

Dipper: *nods confused before entering the diner and sitting next to you*

Mabel: Did you see me through the-?!?

Dipper: Yes...

You: It's about time you got here, you took hours!

Mabel: (y/n) was worried sick!

You: *blush a bit* I-I was not!!! *notice Dipper's sad mood* What's wrong?

Dipper: I don't wanna talk about it...

Stan: Good.

Dipper: It's just these half man half bull humanoids were hanging out with me.

Stan: Here we go.

Dipper: But then they wanted me to do this really tough horrible thing but it just wasn't right, so I said no...

Stan: You were your own man and you stood up for yourself.

Dipper: Huh?

Stan: Yeah, you did what was right even though no one agreed with ya! Sounds pretty manly to me, but what do I know?

Dipper: *smiles*

You: *softly punch Dipper's arm making him give you a goody yet sincere smile*

Mabel: Wait a minute, do my eyes deceive me?!? You have a chest hair!!!

Dipper: *pulls down his shirt revealing a tiny strand of hair making him gasp* You're right, I do!!! *laughs* This is amazing!!! I really do!!! Take that, man tester!!! Take that, Pituitar!!!

Stan: Pituitar?

Dipper: This guy has chest here!!!

Mabel: *pulls out the hair with a pair of tweezers and puts it in her scrapbook* Scrapbookortunity!!!

Dipper: *looks at Mabel with disappointment*

You: *snort as you hold in a laugh*

Stan: Don't worry, kid. If you're anything like me there's more where that came from. *rips his shirt apart revealing a chest filled with hair*

Dipper: *looking away* Oh gross!!!

You: *cover your eyes* Ok I think I'm gonna be sick!

You, Dipper, Mabel, and Stan: *laugh*

Dipper: But seriously, that's disgusting.

Thanks for reading!!! 'Till next time!!!

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