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Upsi sorry for the late reply (University is killing me right now, but I finally got an appointment to make my doctorate degree, yeaaah)

So- thank you ://) I didn’t forget about this little story and I'm planning to do more of it, but it'll have to wait until mid december at least. Sorry ^^,

Growth Spurt: Part 2

Hey guys-

Nope- not death. Still alive and currently working on the last chapter of Deerperfalls. But since writing is hard on me right now I searched for something else my mind was open for and – uh, tada? Promised there might be a second part- even if I don´t know were this is going. This was supposed to be happy and silly and- ah well you know me- it simply went out of control and more into regions I´m “good” at.

Let me know if you want more- maybe you got some ideas/whished were this could go. Anyway- waring: It´s not corrected! So sorry for all my clumsy German mistakes and the torture of the English language.

First part Here

Anyway- have fun reading ;)

Growth Spurt: Part 2

Mabel´s eyes got big, while she observed her hero with bright eyes, when she noticed that he was even wearing clothes. A blue checked shirt with a brown vest on top that made her heart beat faster by no reason. But when her eyes finally found a well knowing journal in the deertaur´s pocket he finally turned around with a sight, his body tense. Brown eyes were meeting identical once, and the big dipper was barley covered by his hair since wearing a hat with those antlers was impossible after all. The sad smile he was giving her was all she needed for her knees go wobbly while her breath got stuck in her throat.

“D-Dipper?!”

The boy or rather not boy before her visibly flinched at the disbelief in her voice, rubbing his back while he avoided her eyes before he looked down to her with a shy smile. “Um- Hey Mabel?!” He waved. But when the soft, unknown voice was coming from his throat Mabel could only stare even more, her mouth was hanging open wide now, doing the best Imitation of a fish on land. Dipper swallowed he knew telling Mabel would become awkward, but this was a whole new level of awkwardness. He frowned, carefully kneeling down to the little girl in front of him as best as he could. Man- had she really always been that small? Had he been like that before this mess had started? Smaller even if he believed in what Soos had measured back then. To be honest she looked barley bigger than Jeff from his point of view, but of course Dipper knew better than to begin with that topic of all things. He carefully laid his hand on his sister’s shoulder and looked her deep in the eye, worry drawn over his face while one ear peaked up in confusion. “Mabel are you alright? Jeff didn’t… try anything strange to you before I got here, did he?” But Mabel didn’t answer him, she only blinked before she carefully raised her hand to touch the cervitaur’s face. Her fingers brushed over his cheek to get pocked by the not so fresh shaved facial hair, that make her eyes grew even wider, while her fingertips were searching for his hairline raisings his brown locks to come face to face with the “big dipper” dotted over his forehead.

It was him. It was really him.

The grown up cervitaur wasn’t ready for what hit him when the awe in her gaze shifted into hurt and anger within the flash of an eye. Before she slapped him right across his face, pushing him back with all the strength she had, but of course that did little to her adult sized brother, who only held his cheek his ears flat to his head while he flinched from her words. “Y-You jerk! You big headed fluff butted jerk!” She screamed punching his chest with every title she gave him. “Why didn´t you tell me! You didn´t even call me!” Mabel muttered in protest, but her punches began to slow down again, her voice shrinking to a soft whisper while she hide her fingers in her brothers shirt. “I- I missed you…”

Dipper only exhaled sharply, before he mirrored his sisters embrace, hiding his nose in her soft brown hair while the scene of her cotton candy shampoo made his heart waver in homesickness. His adult voice cracked a few octaves so that he sounded much more like the twin brother Mabel knew. “Missed you too Mabel.” He swallowed, holding the little girl even closer and ignored how small and fragile her body suddenly felt, because once the words were free he knew just how true they were, even if he had tried to ignore it.

Mabel seemed to feel the distress coming from the magical creature her brother had turned into and slowly pushed herself away from him, to examine him probably. She sill marveled at her brothers antlers, but she tried to keep her mouth shut about it- because the last thing her cocky brother needed was something else to add his pompous behavior. He had laid down in front of her but she still needed to look up to him to meet his eyes, the dark lines underneath them haven´t left their place, while the cute white spots on his fur had vanished with his age. Her eyes moved back to his face and she recognized the dull withe lines crisscrossing one of his cheeks, too close to his eye for comfort. Scars, Mabel´s mind deduced in a sour tone- she would bet there were more of them. The confused look he gave her seemed wrong in the face of the grown up together with the three day shadow that her mother always criticized on her dad, which was now worn by Dipper himself.

“Dipper… how old are you?”

The shy question has left her lips, before she even thought about it, making her flinch when it echoed eerie and broken in the wood around them. She saw his throat wobble up and down, when he swallowed, carefully lifting her form his lap (Wait what?), to pick himself up from the ground while his eyes avoided hers. Dipper began to pace back and forth in small circles, leaving her to crack her neck while looking up to him. Boy and even now that she knew who he was he seemed huge, gone was every piece of the small clumsy fawn on his thin legs. Everything in Dippers body screamed of power now- well except for the dark frown covering his face, while he muttered to himself in silence while scratching the back of his head in discomfort.

Mabel only raised an eyebrow at the overgrown boy, before she sighed, pushing her hands in her hips to give her brother an annoyed look. “Ah would you stop that for now bro bro! You´re making me dizzy- just spill the beans already!” Dipper nearly jumped at the sudden interrupt of his thought, making a small smile appear on Mabel´s face- at least the “old” Dipper still seemed to be there. He looked at her as if to measure how, or what to tell her before he gave in with a soft intake of breath, while his eyes searched the wooden floor for a better answer. “About twenty-seven we think.” Mabel only gaped at this. Twenty-seven. Twenty-seven. Twenty fucking seven! But while her mind was going havoc a part of Mabel was strong enough not to flip out just yet but to question the little hind her brother had given her. “We?” She questioned, ignoring how raspy her voice sounded right now. Dipper only nodded, hiding his hands in the pockets of his vest while he was focused on a distant spot in the wood. “Well… the other cervitaur´s. But since I´m not “normal” they don´t know for sure…” “Wait- you met others?” She wondered, mouth agape. But Dipper simply ignored her question, he could feel her burning eyes on his skin- pelt, whatever. She wanted an explanation. “I´ve been looking for a cure Mabel.” He murmured while rubbing the side of his arm, like the shy boy he used to be- but to be honest that was the best he got. But of course this is Mabel we´re talking about, it was simply impossible to hide anything from her. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion while her tone hardened, even if he was at least taller by five heads he felt like shrinking underneath her glare. “How long… how long are you like that?” She questioned in a dry voice. “Mabel.” “How long Dipper!?” She cut in, making him flinch, ears pressed back on the top of his head. “It- we noticed that something was wrong a few weeks after you left.” He murmured , unable to look her in the eye. “Weeks…” Mabel whispered. Her eyes got glassy once again and Dipper seemed to notice the sudden shift in emotions, so he tried his best to explain himself. “At first it wasn´t much of a problem but- after my voice broke.” He trailed of when Mabel still wouldn’t look up to him. Dipper felt his heat clutching inside his chest. “I´m sorry for not calling you.” But his whispered apologize suddenly snapped Mabel out of her stupor, anger sizzled in the girl´s eyes when she stomped up to him, to poke him in his fuzzy “chest” between his front legs. “Why!? Dipper you Idiot! You left me worried I though- I thought- How dare you!?“ She accused, but nothing could have prepared her for the soft pot she just hid. Because now it was Dippers eye which grew wide in anger as he stepped back form her with a frown. “You think that was easy for me! I mean sure- at first I though that puberty finally hit me- and the hell it did. But at the same time it didn´t stop. All the way I searched for a cure- something that at least would make me normal enough to return to you but instead of becoming normal again- I became this. I was- I AM confused Mabel! I´m grown up- and I´m not. The deer part of me doesn’t make this any better because these damn instincts have grown too!” He jelled hiding both his hands in his brown locks as far as his antlers allowed him to, while his ears were laid back in defenseless anger . “I- I was afraid okay! I don´t know what I am- or who I am any more I just- I´m scared.”

Mabel blinked at the sudden outburst of her brother, for a second the dark lines underneath his eyes seemed to sink even deeper. The small girl tilted her head, carefully stepping up to him again to carefully lay her hand on her brothers fur only to recognize that his deer body was shivering beneath her touch.

“Then why didn´t you tell me!?” Her voice was soft, she carefully searched for his eyes that were hidden under his bangs. He let out a shaky breath, ignoring the strange feeling form his sisters touch while his eyes searched the ground for something better to say- There was none. His tone was broken when he finally let the sentence drift beneath his lips, with the ghost of a sad smile.

“You have a normal life to live Mabel and… I just- don´t want to ruin it.”

#monsterfalls au #deerper #grown up dipper #my writing #fanfic #growth spurt

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