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Say something Dipper thought to himself. He held the ring in his sweaty palms. Oh god this was a mistake. Why did he have to propose? It’s over, their relationship is over.
“Yes dude!” Wendy shouted.
All the worry his brain was doing melted away. His now fiancé wrapped them into a big hug. The two were in their apartment, bowls of half eaten ice cream sitting on the table in front of their couch. Both were laughing with joy.
“Mommy, Daddy?” Rose asked. The 4 year old was in her jammy jams, sleepy rubbing her eyes. “Why are you yelling?”
“Mommy and daddy are getting married!” Dipper told his daughter.
“Oh. What’s married?”