Dippers Pov:
It had already been over a week since the portal incident where Mabel chose to trust Gruncle Stan over me. I knew it was pointless being angry over something so simple, especially considering how her decision brought Gruncle Stanford back into this dimension... But still, I couldn't bring myself to forgive her. I had trusted her and she had betrayed my trust. How could I forgive her?
As usual for a Monday, Wendy sat at the register with her feet up on the desk flipping through some magazine's and helping the occasional customer, Soos was outside fixing the golf cart, yet again, due to some destructive expidition we had the other day, Gruncle Stan was trying to coming up with a new way to attract customers and sell merchandise, Gruncle Stanford was down in his lab doing... something? And I was inside the store sweeping the dust and dirt particles into unknown reaches of the room. Mabel, of course, was off doing nothing productive, likely either badazzling something or playing with her friends Candy and Grenda.
As I swept the floor, I was stopped by a pair of feet standing in my way.
"Excuse me." I said, looking up, hoping that whoever it was would just step out of the way. As my eyes wandered up, looking for a face, chills traveled up my spine. He was at least 6 feet tall, wore a dark trench coat, and had a hood that hid almost all of his face except his mouth, which was twisted into a sharp grin.
"Can... can I help you?" I asked, since it didn't seem like he was going to move.
"Why yes, I was looking to buy something." His voice deep and gruff, and his smile widening as he spoke. "Something bright and colorfully cheerful. Something that makes all whom behold it smile." He glanced around the room, as if looking for the item he was indicating he wanted. His smile turned downward into a frown but quickly returned to its previous state. "Regrettably, it looks as though what I want is not here at the moment. I'll come back some other time to pick it up."
As he turned and left, closing the door behind him, I released a breath I didn't know I'd been holding in.
"Man, what a creep." I jumped at the sound of Wendy's voice, I'd completely forgotten she was there. Looking at my hands I saw the broom I'd been clenching so tightly that my knuckles had gone white.
"Yeah..." I breathed. Staring out the window, seeing Mabel dancing around the yard with her pet pig Waddles. He sure was...
To be Continued...