It was a normal afternoon for Dipper Pines, and by normal I mean completely boring. No customers had come into the shack all day, and the satellite broke so that meant no TV. He couldn't hang out with Mabel either because she was at Candy's house doing girly stuff and crap. And Soos was busy with the clogged toilets, again.

Suddenly he remembered that Wendy was still here, but she was talking to this total jack-ass guy, Robbie. But he guessed since he had nothing else to do he would go see what they where talking about.

Dipper slid off of the crummy old couch he was sitting on and walked through the door to the gift shop, only to see Robbie and Wendy chatting about some crap.

"So I was like-" Wendy stopped when she saw Dipper. "Hey Dipper."

Dipper waved his hand slowly. "Hi..." He walked over to a stool next to the desk and sat down on it. "Whatch'ya guys talking about...?"

Robbie rolled his eyes. "Stuff you won't understand."

"Yea I'm pretty sure you won't get what we're chatting about." Wendy sat up a little. "Hey I need to go to the bathroom, be right back."

As soon as she disappeared into the restroom, Robbie pulled out some sort of magazine from the pocket in his hoodie.

Dipper's eyes widened when he saw a nearly naked woman on the cover. "Uh..." It was a completely awkward moment.

Robbie looked up. "What? Never seen porn before?"

Dipper furrowed his brow. "What's porn?"

Robbie chuckled a little. "Wow, I would think a 12 year old would know what it is."

Dipper narrowed his eyes. "Just tell me what it is already."

"Fine, It's this." Robbie shoved the magazine in Dipper's face.

Nude pictures of teen girls littered the page, all with their names in a caption above their pic. Dipper was suddenly very aroused by this. "Um wow..."

"Don't get too excited little man." Robbie pulled the magazine away from his sight and set it on the table. Just then Wendy appeared from the restroom and sat back down at the cashier.

Dipper paid no attention to what they where talking about, his eyes where fixed on the magazine. He had no idea what was wrong with him. Dipper just wanted one look at the page again, just one look.

When he noticed Robbie wasn't looking, his hand wandered towards the magazine. It's like it had a mind of it's own when it grabbed the pages and pulled it away behind his back.

"I think I'm gonna go up to my room now..." The words just slipped out of his mouth.

"Alright cya Dipper." Wendy smiled at him as he started walking away.

He quickly backed up into the living room and closed the door.

Dipper sighed in relief as he pulled the magazine out from behind his back. "Time to see why I wanted this so badly... Maybe it has some sort of curse on it. I mean, who would want to look at naked girls?!"

Once he was in his room, Dipper hopped onto his bed and laid the magazine down.

He had this weird and guilty pleasure looking at the woman's round breasts and hourglass-like body.

Dipper was soon done with the magazine, his eyes still widened. "Why do I wanna look again...? Something is defiantly up with this thing."

He decided to see if the book had anything to say about it. Dipper pulled the mysterious book out from his vest and flipped through it quickly, nothing. Absolutely nothing about naked girls in a magazine that makes you strangely attracted to it.

Dipper shrugged and felt the same guilty pleasure. "As a good detective, I better look through this again!" He was obviously lying to himself, just to make him feel like he didn't want to look at nude girls.

Again he found nothing, but he still kept going through it.

Again and

Again and

Again and

Again.