Chapter 21 – Epilogue

The loud roar of the jet engines, shaking and strong vibrations of takeoff ("Didn't that runway have a lot of chuckholes, Dip? We should like, report it or something.") had passed 30 or 40 minutes ago, and they were now in level flight, but Mabel was still holding tight onto Dipper's right arm and hand. Dipper was looking out over her head to the heavenly clouds out the window, and didn't mind her grip at all.

I am in heaven. With an angel.

Mabel looked up and then turning to see the same clouds, looked back to her brother.

"NOW what are you thinking about bro bro? You still can't get lost in the moment with me?"

"I am thinking how lucky I am that you forgave me. How lucky I am that you're holding me." And he kissed her.

She loosened her grip a little to place a gentle hand on his cheek and felt down to the stubble on his chin, smiling.

"Don't think you are getting off easy! You owe me bro!"

"Will the rest of my life be enough?"

She looked to the side, pointing to her chin.

"That, and Waddles. I want him shipped to Florida too."

"Uh Mabel, even with her huge yard I don't think she'll allow a pig on her property."

Actress Mabel put on her best pout and uttered a mock snif.

"But…I'll see what I can do." And she smiled.

"Thanks Dip. Love you." And she kissed him. "How long do you think we can hide from grandma?"

"Well it's totally up to us and our acting ability. Mom and dad won't tell her because they're too embarrassed, and Grunkle Stan promised not to tell. He said playing dumb or not, no one will believe him anyway."

"And grandma got us registered already for school?"

"Yep. Only now we're at a school where no one knows we're related."

"But what about our last names?"

"We'll tell them we got married. There are exceptions to law allowing 17 year-olds to marry when we turn 18 the same year. You took my last name, Mrs. Pines."

"Ooooh, I accept!" she squeaked, and he kissed the bride.