Dipper's P.O.V.
"Hi 'pant' this is 'pant' Dipper Pines and 'pant' Mabel, welcome to the most scariest Dipper's Guide to the Unexplained ever existing. We are being chased by a robotic fox from the Piedmont crap hole Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. It's our thirteenth birthday today and someone decided to go to the place of the bite of eighty sev-ahh holy Mabel Run!" I screamed noticing the reddish brown fox standing behind me. "I'm coming Dipper." Mabel told me running after me.
It felt like I was running from my fate, the reason why I was here, but yet I still ran as fast as my skinny legs could carry me. After what felt like an hour of running I stopped and looked behind me, but one thing was missing, Mabel! "Mabel! MABEL!" I screamed running to the sound of my sisters bubbly laughter. When I got to my sister I saw she was recording the fox with my camera. I stood there shocked.
I was whipped out of my trance when i heard the fox clear his rusting throat and he spoke in a hoarse yet pirate sounding voice, "Aye lase. The bite of 87 was all a misunderstandin'. Too bad i was a locked up in thata tent o'er there." I heard the fox say pointing at the purple curtains. I was stumped why was the fox chasing us if he is now talking nicely to my sister.
The fox looked over to me and stood up walking towards me, I was petrified. Luckily I had my armor, Mabel says it's to soft and golf like. "P-Please don't eat me Mr. Fox." I stuttered. I fox stood over me and chuckled, "Why would I young one?"
"Wow that was so cool. So the bite of 87 isn't real?" I ask after turning on my camera. The fox nodded and walked off knowing that the time is 5:58 a.m. "Well that was Dippers Guide to the Unexplained number 105, 'The Bite of nineteen eighty seven.' This is Dipper and Mabel signing off." I say as everything fades to static as I end the broadcast.
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