"Alright, I like your moxie, kid. How about you?" she asks you
"I can legally purchase alcohol in Germany," you reply matter-of-factly, "-and If I could remember the last four numbers of my SSN, I could register to vote"
"####" Mabel answers.
"yo, thanks- wait, what?" you turn to Mabel, "How do you know the last four digits of my social security number?"
You look at Mabel. She looks at you.
"whopwhopwhopwhopwhopwhoop" She's running in circles sideways on the countertop now, what the hell?
"anyways... lemme get my stuff," Wendy says as she turns to the door.
"Ight, imma tagalong if that's cool with you," you say, following her out.
✨✨✨✨✨✨✨one scene change later✨✨✨✨✨✨✨
The four of you approach a group of kids around your age, two of them holding another upside-down, chanting "In the belly! In the belly!" and throwing jellybeans or something at him. Wendy picks one up off the ground that had rolled to her feet and threw it, landing perfectly in his bellybutton. One of them looks at his own in his hand, before everyone turns around and shouts "Wendy!" and another one chanting her name twice more.
"Hey guys, these are my pals from work, Mabel, Dipper, and Grey." She announces as the kid who was upside down has dusted himself off from being dropped, and has put his shirt back on.
"I chewed my gum so it looks like a brain! laa" She sticks out her tongue, showing the previously mentioned piece of gum.
"She's not great with first impressions," Dipper points his thumb to Mabel, "unlike this guy!" he points both thumbs to himself.
...
"This guy~"
"So, are you like, babysitting or...-" "-come on, Robbie," Wendy drones
"I drove here from Delmarva, if anything I'd be babysitting you," you say, again matter-of-factly, almost threateningly, but you like it that way, shows people right off the bat that you're not gonna get messed with. Probably a dick move, but like... too late now!
"guys, this is Lee and Nate," Wendy motions to the two who were holding up that one kid, as Lee punches Nate in the guts, who groans, then chuckles (probably in pain)
"Tambry," she motions to the girl who literally has not looked up from her phone since Wendy arrived- or at all "haaa," "-who is chronically online,"
"Thompson, who once ate a run-over waffle for 50 cents," she motions to the kid who was being held upside down, "don't tell them that~"
Then finally to the kid with the guitar, "aaaaand Robbie, you can probably figure him out,"
"yeahh, I'm the guy who spray-painted the water tower," he flicks his hair to the side.
"Ooh! You mean the big muffin!" Dipper says, excitedly
"Ummm, it's a giant explosion?" Robbie corrects, then flicks his hair agitatedly.
You all look up at the water tower.
"Wait, pause that does kinda look like a muffin" you chuckle, along with Lee and Nate.
Robbie glares at Dipper, who returns the expression with a nervous smile, trying to smooth things over.
"Let's hurry it up, guys, I got big plans for tonight, huh?" she claps twice, and everyone hurries into the van.
"yeah, alright guys, let's get out of here! Aow aow!" "c'mon guys, let's get in the caaarrrrrrrrrrrr"
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WEIRD... (Gravity Falls but I add too many OCs)
FanfictionEvery year, Greyson Chirpe spends three months of their life with relatives in the sleepy town of Gravity Falls, Oregon. Every year, they gain a few more strands of grey hair. Every year is boring. Every year is the same... except this one. Stanfor...
Moderate-to-Severe Inconvenience
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