Hey, I'm back with another story. This story is strongly for teens, or anyone over the age of eleven. This story is also post-Dreamscaperers, and pre-Gideon Rises.
Chapter 1: Prologue:
Dipper POV:
I sat on the old, moth-eaten couch, watching infomercials absent-mindedly, when my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I said into the phone glumly.
"Dipper, you'll never guess what just happened!" My best friend Luna babbled over the phone.
"You got the shack back?" I asked.
"Close. Me, Zach, and Wendy all had out houses fumigated, and we're renting a house near the end of town. We thought we'd invite you guys, too."
"That's great, Luna! When do we go?"
"Tomorrow at ten. I suggest you start packing." Then there was a click as she hung up.
Turning my head, I called, "Mabel, Stan, Soos, pack your packs, and hurry! We're moving out tomorrow!
I couldn't wait to start new.
Chapter 2 may be up today. If not later in the week probably. See you guys then!"
