What's Wrong With This Guy? Pt 1

What’s wrong with this guy? PT 1
A Gravity Falls Fanfic
Dipper x Robbie
(Don’t like? don’t read. Seriously)
Warning: some parts escalate quickly.
enjoy my second fanfic.


It was a bright morning at the Mystery Shack. Dipper stood by the cash register and watched Wendy read a magazine. Robbie walked in with his guitar in his right hand, and he didn't look like he was in the mood for laughs. He saw Dipper near Wendy and looked straight down at him. Dipper looked up to a pale face staring dead at him.

Robbie: (to Dipper) what…are you doing…

 Wendy looked up from the magazine.

Wendy: Dude, what’s your problem? Let me guess… you’re going to try AGAIN to get me to come back…

Robbie: (dead) I don’t want to talk to YOU right now…

 Wendy and Dipper stared at Robbie in shock. Robbie stared blankly at Dipper.

Wendy: Then… Why are you here?

 Robbie continues to look at Dipper with a meaner expression on his face. Dipper began to sweat and started taking a few steps back. Every time Dipper stepped back, Robbie stepped forward. Wendy began to step back behind the cash register. Robbie’s grip on his guitar got stronger and Dipper’s eyes widened.  Robbie became enraged and swiftly swung his guitar, aiming for Dipper’s head. Dipper quickly ducked. The guitar almost took his head off by an inch. Dipper sprinted to the other side of the room and went through the door that led to the house. He slammed the door behind him and he was panting. He felt as if he was about to faint. Robbie was making his way to the other side until Wendy grabbed him by the hood.

Wendy: WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING YOU PSYCHO?!

 Robbie yanked Wendy off of his hood and she fell to the ground. Robbie went up to the door and begun banging on it aggressively.

Robbie: OPEN THE DOOR!

 Dipper’s heart began to race and he quickly locked the door and sprinted upstairs. Robbie smashed a hole in the door with his guitar, leaving a gaping hole through it. Tears were running down Robbie’s face.
Robbie: I NEVER WANT TO THINK ABOUT YOU LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN!!!!
Wendy had an emergency ax in her hand.
Wendy: DON’T KILL HIM BECAUSE OF YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT ME!
Robbie: THEY WEREN’T ABOUT YOU!
Wendy: WHAT DID YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT?!
 Robbie screamed and broke down the rest of the door and scanned around for Dipper. Dipper heard all of the commotion downstairs. Dipper began putting random stuff in front of the door, and started thinking about where to hide. Robbie began walking up the stairs until Wendy grabbed his hood again.

Wendy: DUDE! I WILL KILL YOU WITH THIS AX IF YOU DON’T CHILL OUT!

  Robbie bumped the bottom of his guitar to Wendy’s forehead and she fell unconscious. Robbie continued his way up the stairs as Dipper treated every footstep as a timer to find a hiding spot. Robbie knocked on the door. Dipper froze and stared at the door, realizing he had forgotten to lock it.
  Robbie slowly opened the door. Dipper saw the tears running down Robbie’s face and Robbie saw the tears on Dipper’s. Seeing Dipper’s tears made Robbie tear up even more. Robbie slowly walked in the room and hovered above Dipper. Dipper shook in place with his eyes shut. Robbie raised his guitar as if he was about to smash him with it, but slowly retreated. Robbie noticed Dipper’s puppy sad face and laid his guitar on Dipper’s bed. He kneeled down to Dipper and looked at his whimpering face. Robbie’s face turned a little red.
Robbie: Um…*achm* what’s up, man…

 Dipper opened his eyes and looked straight at Robbie. Robbie made an awkward smile and Dipper looked at him angrily.

Dipper: What’s up man?

Robbie: Um… yeah… what’s up, m-

Dipper: what’s UP? WHAT’S UP?!  WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT’S UP? YOU JUST TRIED TO KILL ME WITH YOUR GUITAR OUT OF NOWHERE, AND YOU BROKE DOWN A DOOR! AND YOU’RE GONNA SAY WHAT’S UP MAN?!?!?!

Robbie: I’m, I- UGH I-

Dipper: GO AWAY BEFORE I GET THE COPS! ARE YOU CRAZY!?

Robbie: WHY DO YOU EVEN EXIST, MAN!?

Dipper: WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MAN!?

Robbie: YOU!!! IN MY MIND! WHERE YOU SHOULDN'T BE....MAN!

Dipper: Can we stop saying man?

 Robbie looked at Dipper unamused.

Dipper: what did you even think about? Why was I in your thoughts?

 Robbie stared at Dipper, and then rose to his feet still staring.

Robbie: (low) I don’t want to talk about it…Ever.

 Robbie made his way to the door until Dipper grabbed his hand and yanked him so hard, Robbie fell onto the bed. Dipper walked over to a blushing Robbie.

Dipper: No, you will talk about it and I WANT TO KNOW NOW!

Robbie: DUDE! I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!

Dipper: YOU NEARLY KILLED ME! I DESERVE TO KNOW!




        ~There was an awkward silence~





 Robbie looked into Dipper’s eyes and felt his right hand, the hand Dipper grabbed.

Robbie: (low) Have you ever had weird thoughts about someone you hate-… didn't like?

 Dipper looked at him puzzled.

Dipper: What kind of weird are you talking about?

Robbie: Like… WEIRD thoughts…

Dipper: You mean as in romantic weird?

Robbie: Yea. That kind of weird.

Dipper: Why?

Robbie: HAVE YOU?!

Dipper: No, not really.

Robbie: What does “not really” mean?

Dipper: No, no I haven’t. Why, have you?

 Robbie began to blush and pulled up his hood.

Robbie: Eh…

 Dipper looked at Robbie waiting for an answer.

Robbie: Dipper, I -

 The door slammed open and Wendy walked in with her ax and stared straight at Robbie like a mad woman.

Wendy: OH, SO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST KNOCK ME OUT? I’LL FRIKEN KILL YOU!

 Robbie stared at Wendy and climbed out the window. Dipper watched as Wendy smashed the window with the ax. Robbie fell, then got up on his feet and ran off. Wendy puts the ax down and looks at Dipper.

Wendy: Are you OK, Dipper? Did you get hurt?

Dipper: No, I’m fine.

 Wendy looked out the window scanning for Robbie.
Wendy walked out of the room as Dipper made his way to the window while dodging glass on the floor.

Dipper: Why did he ask me that? I guess it’s a mystery for now…
         



~End of Part 1~