“no, a wyvern only has two hind legs,” dipper’s face is pressed against your shoulder, and his hands stay clamped loosely around your waists. the last time you two hung out he could barely look at you without blushing, but now you two can actually talk.

the party was a dumb idea. most of the students at gravity falls college were either too old for stereotypical college parties or too boring to participate. but not mabel. never mabel.

so by association dipper, who now goes by mason, had to show up. he’s just lucky he spotted you.