A/N Hey guys! Still in the Studio. I got to help a bit, though! Yay! I do not know who made the picture above.

Episode 4: A Pig's Treasure

Mabel stalked away from Dipper, not believing that he thought she had no friends. Well, other than him and the guys at the Museum. She only needed five friends! She didn't need his criticism! Gideon is perfectly fine!

Mabel went up to the ring toss Booth. She threw five dollars at the man working it. "Well, hello there, young lady! Here are your rings! Just toss all three of them around the pole and you win!"

She lost miserably. Then someone tapped Mabel on the shoulder. "Guess who." He said, covering her eyes with gloved hands. Mabel smiled. "Hello, Gideon."

Gideon jumped up on the stool beside her. "Havin' a rough day?" He asked. Mabel sighed miserably and nodded. Then Gideon asked for a try. Mabel perked up at this, eager to see something.

Gideon picked it up like a Frisbee and threw it. It spun around the ring and landed. Mabel smiled. He threw the next two and they both landed. Mabel clapped and whistled.

They both laughed. "Good job, young man! Pick whatever prize you want." Gideon contemplated and then picked a big blue pine tree, just like the one on Mabel's shirt.

He put the plush into her arms gently. Mabel looked up at him shocked. Gideon smiled. "You deserve it. Now why don't you tell me what happened over there?" He pointed to a bench nearby.

Mabel nodded gleefully and got up. Once they were gone the man chuckled to himself. "Young love...." When the two got situated next to each other Gideon turned to Mabel.

"Alright, spill it." Mabel was suddenly fascinated with her feet. Gideon glared at her. "Look at me. What happened?" When she didn't reply Gideon spun her to make her look at him.

"What. Happened." He repeated. Mabel sighed as Gideon's grip softened. "I got into a fight with Dipper." She mumbled, defeated. "We never fight! He just suddenly got mad at me!"

Gideon bit his lip, thinking he knew what it was. "And what was it about?" He asked, already knowing the answer. Mabel played with her fingers.

"It's because he didn't think I had any friends outside the Museum. He asked why I was being friendly with you and when I said that we were friends he just blew it. People are so confusing!"

Gideon sighed as his ice blue orbs made contact with Mabel's gentle brown ones. "It may or may not do with the fact that me and him don't... exactly... get along...."

Mabel's eyes widened as comprehension dawned on her. "Is it because of the DJ-Off?" She asked. Gideon chuckled and nodded his head. Mabel sighed. "Dipper can be such an idiot...."

Gideon didn't mention the fact that he acts differently around her than he does other people. "Yeah... I guess...." He mumbled, thinking he was the idiot.

Around other people he just gets an impulse to say something rude, but around Mabel.... Mabel sighed, bringing him back to reality. "It looks like I'll just have to make up with him. Shouldn't be that hard, right?"

Gideon sighed. "You just jinxed it." Mabel shot back with, "I know."

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As Dipper walked around his anger slowly turned to guilt. He regretted saying those things. Mabel could be friends with whoever she wants, even if it was a jerk like Gideon.

He squeezed Waddles a little harder gaining a small oink from the pig. Then Dipper felt a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Dipstick. What happened?" Robbie asked softly.

Dipper looked up at him. "I got into a fight with Mabel...." Guilt became apparent on his face. "I said some things I shouldn't have said." Robbie's face became soft.

"Don't worry. You and Mabel will make up. You're like wonder twins! Just apologize to her." Dipper perked up at this, knowing how true it was. "Thanks, Robbie!"

He ran off with Waddles squealing in excitement at the commotion. "Oof!" Dipper exclaimed as he fell to the ground, knocking down some stranger. The stranger's belongings went everywhere, cuaisng said stranger to bend over and pick it up.

"Watch it, kid! You just knocked over my quantum stabilizer!" The stranger said with a voice that liked to crack. Once Dipper got a good look at him he thought the stranger looked kinda weird.

He was wearing a gray jumpsuit and had goggles on his bald head. He was wearing a weird looking watch that didn't have anything on it, not even the time.

"You're a weird stranger." Dipper commented, causing the stranger to tense up. "I-I'm not weird. I-I just have a weird sense of fashion." Dipper thought he was practically shouting out that he was weird.

"What's your name, stranger?" He asked, completely forgetting what he was doing. The stranger had softened. "The name's Blendin Blenjamin Blandin, senior time police. I'm here looking for any time anomalies."

Dipper ooed and awed, trying to hide the budding plan that was slowly building up in his mind. "Soooo... are you some kind of time traveler or something?"

Blendin nodded. "You are correct, young sir! By the way, I didn't catch your name." Dipper jumped up excitedly. "The name's Dipper Pines! I got my name because of my birthmark, see?"

He pulled up his bangs to show Blendin. It was Blendin's turn do the oooing and awwing. "Well, it's nice to meet you Dipper." Blendin put his hand out and Dipper shook it.

A/N Hey guys! So far the past nine chapters have been drafts for nine days, waiting for Wi-Fi to come my way. Sorry about the inconvenience and amount of time it took for this to come out but as I'm writing this tomorrow will be Halloween, so I'll try to finish this one up tonight and see if I can get it out tomorrow since I think we get Wi-Fi tomorrow. Woohoo! Thank you for reading this wall of words and A1Z26!

Edit: Yeah, that was wishful thinking.

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-Rouge Cur