legionworld | Legion and the Two Pines

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Legion and the Two Pines

Who| Closed to Dipper and Mabel
What| Dipper and Mabel reunite
Where| Medbay
When| Before Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
Warnings/Notes| N/A

Dipper was eating when his omnicom beeped. When he pulled it out, Dr. Gym'll appeared on the screen.

"Mr. Pines, a moment of your time?"

"Uh, sure. Do I need to come to Medbay for something?"

He was supposedly done all his telepathic treatments and was only supposed to get more if he still had problems.

"No, no, it's just you asked us to contact you if the rescue team picked up someone we thought might be your sis--Mr. Pines?"

At "your sis--" Dipper was already off, running towards Medbay in a dead sprint, omnicom clutched in his hand, moving as fast as his tiny legs could carry him. Which was not fast enough--

"Oh yeah, I can fly."

Duh.

He took to the air, his teke propelling him along even faster than his flight ring could carry him.

Ever since that thing with the dinosaurs, he'd hoped desperately that Mabel would show up, that it wasn't just a hello and a goodbye all at once. Seeing her there had been better than not seeing her at all, but her showing up to the Legion's universe would've been even better still. Yes, it was dangerous here, but he knew Mabel would rather be here with him in the middle of the action rather than stuck back at home while he was fighting alone, even with no time passing while he was gone.

And she was right that the two of them could take on basically anything together. He knew pretty much objectively that the multiverse had a much better chance of surviving if they could fight Chronoblivion side by side.

He skidded to a stop when he reached Medbay.

"Where? Wherewherewhere?" he asked the nurses and they pointed at the door to Mabel's Medbay room. "Is she awake?"

"Yes, she's--"

"Don't care!" Dipper cried out, running through the door to her room. "Mabel!"

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"Hm, I did want to live on the moon.." She scratches the side of her face thoughtfully. "But that was before you said it's not cheese."

She does look a whole lot more cheered up by the idea. Enough to laugh and point at him before she goes on. "Ha! I bet you wish you hadn't said that now! We could've had moon cheese nachos!"

"I'm sure that my saying the moon wasn't made of cheese was what made it turn into being made of rocks," Dipper said dryly, but he was still smiling as he signaled her to follow him.

Ice cream and alien TV awaited them. So did more of Legion World. There were plenty of interesting things and people to see on the way to the kitchens and the common rooms.

"So. Asking if you have any questions would be dumb but do you have any questions you want answers to right right now?"

Suuuuure. If that helps Dipper sleep at night, thinking he didn't deprive the world of moon cheese.

And of course, she has approximately 8 billion burning questions, but how to narrow it down? Of course, she wants to know about fashion, but Dipper's not going to be able to help there. She already covered how terrible food is. She can probably find out what new boybands there are from TV, so that leaves...

"Where do we live and is there anything in your new journal about alien vampires? Since I can't find moonlight ones anymore, thanks Dipper."

Yeah, now the moon being gone is his fault too.

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"We get to live in living quarters here on Legion World, but there's this really cool Habitat Deck where they can build whatever you want! Parks, forests, anything! There are a bunch of places there that look like parts of alien planets."

They were moving towards parts of the ship that had more foot traffic now. A blue woman passed them in the hallway. A man that was reading a file, that nearly walked into Mabel, suddenly split into three identical triplets to walk around her.

"So far I haven't run into any alien vampires but Earth ones might still exist? Possibly? Just because there's all this space stuff doesn't mean there isn't any weird supernatural stuff left. There's still magic and spirits and paranormal weirdness and space stuff."

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The second half of the explanation falls on deaf ears thanks to the sights around them. She very nearly walks into Dipper after being sidestepped by the crazy self-splitting guy. She looks back over her shoulder to watch him for a moment, before leaning closer to whisper, as if he might still hear.

"Did you see that?? Is that an alien or a superpower? Could you imagine if I could do that?! If there were three of me, this would be happening to you times three!" She reaches over and pokes the side of his face with a casual "Boop."

"Imagine it, Dipper!" She starts poking repeatedly. "Imagiiiiiiiiiine!"

"That'd mean three of you that'd all be able to poke me at the same time. I think I'll pass," he said, but he still patiently let her poke him repeatedly. "He's a Carggite. They're a whole alien species that looks like humans but they can split into three separate autonomous people!"

And Carggites were just some of the human-looking ones.

"The Cafeteria's this way," Dipper said, pointing down a hallway. "That's where we can get future ice cream."

But that meant going where there were more people. The upside? Mabel could see more aliens. The downside? They might want to talk to them both and there was one tiny little detail he had to make sure Mabel didn't reveal.

"So, Mabel, uh, you didn't happen to tell any of the medical people our age, did you? By any chance?"

"It di-- Waaaaaiiiiit a minute." She'd very nearly given him a straight answer, thanks to being so distracted by their surroundings.

"You lied about how old we are, didn't you? I should have seen this coming, after last time." She's staring at him now, shaking her head with disapproval. She's also not watching where they're going at all. "You're addicted to lying now! Do you even know how old we really are, Dipper?! I'll give you a hint. It's more than 3 and less than 27."

Meanwhile, people are having to step around her. A few might even be grunting angrily and muttering about how she should watch where she's going.

"SSSH! Not so loud!" He moved in close so he could talk quietly.

He clenched and unclenched his hands fitfully, trying to figure out some way to explain that would convince her to keep up the lie with him.

"It's different this time! Last time, it was a sad and pitiful attempt to seem cooler than I am. This time it's so we can actually do something."

He explained, "The galactic age of adulthood is fourteen in the UP. So to be a Legionnaire, and do adult stuff, you have to be at least fourteen. That means the only way they'll let us help fight back is if they think we're a year older than we are."

And it was important that they fight back. Otherwise they'd just have to sit there and feel powerless while the world was ending.

"Mabel, if they find out our real age, all this bad stuff will be happening and they won't let us help fight. And we can help. Look at everything we did before we even had superpowers."

He flailed a hand wildly.

"It's a stupid rule. Maybe it's true that most really young teenagers wouldn't be able to handle the superhero thing, but we're not most thirteen-year-olds. Even some of the grown ups on the team haven't faced things as horrible as the things we've faced. Some of them haven't faced supervillains or monsters or anything scary at all, and they get to be on the team no problem."

His expression was pleading.

"Do you really want to have to sit back and do nothing while something horrible like Bill tries to destroy every universe ever? While it tries to destroy our world and everyone we care about? When we already know we can handle stuff that big and scary?"

"You know I don't!" She heaves a sigh before going on. "I want to help too. But why would they bring us here when we aren't even the right age?"

Stupid future, can't even plan out its kidnappings right. Even she can see that they could have waited a year so as not to force innocent children to lie so that the universe could be rescued.

But really, stretching the truth isn't even the worst part.

"I won't say anything though." She assures him in a sullen tone. "Besides, if I was frozen back on the bus, you're older than I am now anyway."

"The Time Trapper brings us. He's...kind of psycho and wants to save the multiverse, whatever the cost. The Legion actually doesn't like what he's doing because he doesn't care who gets hurt trying to be a hero but they do. So they have their rules."

The Time Trapper didn't care about them, but they did.

When she pointed out the age difference, his shoulders sagged slightly. It was something he'd been upset about from the moment some of the other teens pointed out they were still visibly aging.

"I didn't really -- I think we're still the same --" He held his hand to his head and tried to see if they were the same height.

But... oh.

"Um. We're...mostly the same height?"

He possibly had a millimeter or two on her now, when the last time he'd seen her, she'd been a millimeter taller.

"We don't look different ages. It was only a few months."

It all sounded like excuses to his ears, though. Logically, he knew he shouldn't feel guilty for aging in the last few months -- it wasn't like he could help it -- but after promising they would grow up together, it felt horrible. Like he'd broken his promise.

"That's why I wanted you to be here so badly," he said miserably. "We promised each other we'd grow up together. But I couldn't stop it."

He really was older now. It was really starting to sink in now that she was here. Minutes had turned into months. She would never have that five minute head start on him ever again.

"I'm sorry."

He knew it was a stupid thing to apologize for, but after all his promises that he wouldn't leave her behind, he felt awful.

"Maybe -- maybe we can get Brainiac to cryogenically freeze me for a few months or...or something."

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"Pft. That's a dumb idea. Where would I get ice cream if you froze yourself?" She tries to laugh it off, but really, she'd rather have the height and age differences than be on her own for months. She isn't quite sure she'd be able to handle it like he has.

"I guess you didn't grow that much. Like, I'll probably be taller again in a few weeks." She manages to crack a smile and push him playfully. "And if we happen to find some more of those magic flashlight crystals we can fix it. Well, some of it."

Basically, just don't hang onto any ideas of going anywhere without her.

It was a relief to hear her play it off as not that much of a big deal.

And it was going to be better now.

"Mad science," he suggested brightly. "I bet Brainiac has something that can make you grow a few inches in his piles and piles of technology."

Clearly that meant they'd have to go annoy him a lot until he finally caved in and pulled out whatever growamatron or heightacombobulator he had hidden in that lab somewhere.

"We'll just have to annoy him into handing it over. We'll have plenty of downtime between missions to do that."

"Brainiac, Brainiac, Brainiac. Sounds like someone's found a new crush." She's really happy for him. She thought she'd be hearing about Wendy for the next 30 years.

And before he can even protest, Mabel catches sight of what's up ahead and yells. "DIPPER, IS THAT THE CAFETERIA?!" Pushing her brother out of the way, she makes a break for it. She zips around (and under, when possible) anyone in her path, screaming the whole way.

"ICE CREEEEEAAAAAAAAAM! I'M GONNA EAT IT!"

Dipper rolled his eyes.

"Brainiac's not --"

But then they reached the cafeteria and Mabel started screaming. All he could really do in response was smile and be grateful that he could be deafened by his sister screaming at the top of her lungs right now.

Truly, it was a gift and a privilege.

So he ran after her.

"You have to try the blorple-flavored kind! It tastes like if strawberries and the color purple had a neon baby..."

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