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The Twin Games

Fanfiction

Trust me it's not as stupid as it sounds. When the Pines family gets a letter addresses to the twins for a secret meeting both sets of twins compete for the chance to go, and get anything they want for the rest of the summer. It shows the true bond...

The Rules

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by DippPines

by DippPines

Mabel's POV

"Alright listen up Pines family." Wendy said marching in front of us. "You obviously know which team your on The youngsters and the dinosaurs." Stan gave Wendy a sharp look. Dipper started laughing silently and I was trying to hold it in. "Alright dudes, here are the rules.

Rule 1 no trash talking (specifically for Stan)

Rule 2 no cheating (also for Stan)

Rule 3 no twin switching to do your sibling's challenge for them.

Rule 4 no looking at the journals, or the letter while the games are in session

Final Rule no using weapons from other demotions *cough* cough* Ford"

Ford and Stan looked a little upset. I could tell Grunkle Stan was really mad about the switch thing because Ford can't to his computer or intelligence tester. "Is there any rule NOT for me?!" Stan growled. "Sorry mr. Pines that's the rules." Wendy laughed. I looked at Dipper who looked at me. "This is in the bag bro bro." I whispered. He nodded and looked at Stan and Ford arguing "totally in the bag. "

Dipper's POV

The first challenge was really simple. 3 legged races. "On your mark.... Get set.... GO!" Wendy cried. Mabel took off, dragging me behind . I saw Stan laughing and ran ahead of her. "Dipstick slow down!" Mabel squeaked. So I did. We were really good at this at school, we won 5 years in a row at field day. Stan and Ford attempted to race us but as Wendy said they were dinosaurs. Really really slow dinosaurs. Ford ended up coming loose and ran while Stan was trying to run but failed. "First challenge goes to Hambone and Dippy fresh." Soos bellowed.

Challenge 2 was specifically for Ford and I. A game of chess. Simple but at the same time complicated. I sat on the stool and Ford sat on his. "I've always wanted to play with you!" I whispered. He nodded. So as the game went on it looked like he was going to win. "Check mate." I explained and won against the other of the journals." It takes skill to beat him, how did you do it?" Ford asked. "Practice." I answered. "The second round also goes to the youngsters"