#who knows all I know is that they scream sobgs at the top of their lungs

[harpydrawsstuff]

Road trip

An orange car drove through an empty highway, blasting Toxic by Britney Spears on full volume.

The evening wind blew through three teenagers’ hair, who were loudly singing, or more like screaming along with the song. The driver was Wybie, trying his best to keep his eye on the road and not flip the car upside down.

Although it would’ve been funny after exiting the hospital, it won’t be funny during the whole experience.

Dipper and Morty had the most freedom, they jumped on their seats like energetic toddlers on their way to Disneyland.

“WITH THE TASTE OF YOUR LIIPS I’M ON A RIIIIISE!!”, Dipper kicked his legs and arms, while Morty slammed his fist on the headboard, chuckling out of breath.

“YOU’RE TO-XIC I’M! SLIPPING UNDER”

“UHM UH TASTE OF A POISON PARADIISE”

“Wybie it’s ‘with the taste of a poison paradise’”, Morty interrupted his punch in the air, staring at Wybie with faked disappointment.

Wybie huffed. “I’m sorry I don’t know the lyrics, okay? I’ve been…”, he paused, “..busy.” He unconsciously tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.

“Oh yeah, with what?”, Dipper happily chimed in, leaning his head on Wybie’s seat. His glasses hung from his nose, barely hanging on from all the jumping around that he did.

“Mostly with helping gramma out at the bakery? She’s been pretty tired lately, and I need her to get some rest.”

“That’s understandable. Sometimes I help Soos out at the Mystery Shack whenever he overworks himself a little too much”, the shorter teen adjusted his glasses, “I’m saying this in the nicest way possible, but that blockhead needs to try not to stay up all night coming up with new activities for the tourists”

“You know that’s a lot coming from you, Dee”, Morty took a long sip out of the beer bottle he brought along for the ride, “You stay awake all night writing in your journal”

“You can pry my journal away out of these cold, dead hands, Smith”

Morty looked at Dipper in the backseat, squinting his eyes at his boyfriend. “I’m strapping you to the bed until you sleep” The song faded to it’s end and the car was filled with nothing but Morty and Dipper’s friendly bantering, until the next song started playing.

“You guys are so stupid”, Wybie shook his head, smiling at the other two teens.

“What do you expect, we literally met because I fell through a portal in front of you and Dipper”, Morty reminded him, reviving the memory of four years ago when they were basically still babies.

Babies with too much free time and access to a space ship.

Even if that meant stealing it from Morty’s grandpa for a fun ride.

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I tried writing something for these three fuckers. Tell me whatcha think! Please I desperately need feedback I haven’t written in months 🫡