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Dipper had been having a rough time with love.
"Wendy; FAIL, Candy; disaster, Grenda; still have ptsd, Pacifica; doesn't play for guys anymore-" he looked at Mabel and she gigged like a small child.
The two had been dating for a year or so now, and yet his twin always giggled at the mention of her girlfriends name. The two met at a party while spending the summer with thir great uncle Stan, and had been close ever since. Only recetly did Mabel admit her feelings for the beautiful amd popular girl. Lucky for everyone; Pacifica had enough boyfriend drama in her past and decided boys weren't her thing. Otherwise Mabel would've been a mess for weeks. It was funny, they both began dating because they were through boys; boys brought them together.
"Its not like you play for her team or anything, you dont like women." Dipper blushed.
"Mabel," he stopped and groaned. "Pansexual and gay are two very different things." She snorted.
"As your twin, I know for a fact that you like people of the male species better." Dipper rolls his eyes.
"I haven't even been with a guy, let alone dated one, or really been close friends with one."
"You say it like men are aliens" he grumbles. "Look dip dip, I just know these things. Love expert remember?" He wants to laugh at her, but he doesn't. "I got it! Just join a dating site!" Hs scoffs at her.
"No way, no internet creeps for me." He shoved Mabel off his bed where she was sitting, only managing to push her into a standing position.
"Chicken." Dippers head whipped away from the journal in his lap to his sister.
"Take it back." She knew he hated that.
"Nope. Not unless you find a nice boy online to fall head over heels with and stay up till three on the phone with." Mabel sang twirling round the room. For a 17 year old, she was very childish sometimes. Something her twin never was. He finally gave in and laughed at her.
"Fine fine fine Mabel, I'll make an account-"
"YAY! This is gonna be so much fun!" She began to ramble about different dating sites while Dipper put away his idea journal and began to crawl under the pile of covers on his bed.
"Just don't stay up too long." He said, as he always did knowig Mabel and Pacifica would probably skype until five in the morning. Like always.
Dipper would never admit it to his twin, but he wanted love like that.