"C'mon Mabel, we're almost there."
Mabel sighed. "Dipper, just because the journal said that this old shack was a possible hiding place for the other journals doesn't mean they're gonna be there."
Dipper walked on, turning over his shoulder to reply coldly,"Well there's a possibility that one can be there. The only way we'll find the others is by checking everywhere."
Mabel rolled her eyes but said nothing and continued to hike uphill after Dipper. He was right, but Mabel knew that they would get into trouble if they looked for it. She was trying to hint that it was a bad idea to try and find the rest by insulting his plans, but it didn't work on Dipper.
After a few minutes of climbing up a hill full of gnarled tree roots, dry brush, and rocks, they saw a wooden structure before them.
Legs aching, they stopped to inspect it. The wood was decaying, and several walls had holes. It looked as if a small gust of wind could push it over.
"I can't believe you're making me go in this dump," Mabel growled.
"I'm not making you- you wanted to come along," he pointed out.
Mabel just crossed her arms and turned away.
Why won't he just give it up?! Every time we try sticking our noses in a mystery it ends badly! I just want to protect him...
Dipper spoke and jolted her from her thoughts.
"Hey Mabel, can I ask you something?"
Mabel turned to him and scowled. "What?"
He winced at her anger. "H-How come you're in such a bad mood? You seem upset... and it makes me feel bad when you're not yourself..."
Mabel said nothing; she only looked at her feet in shame.
"A-Are you on your, um... monthly...girl thing?"
"My what?" She said, looking up again.
"Y-Your girl thing..."
"I don't understand what you're getting at, Dipper."
"I don't really wanna say it...it's weird..."
"Oh, just say it."
Dipper huffed."Your period. Are you on your period?"
"No! I haven't even had it yet!"
"Well how am I supposed to know?!"
"Just shut up!" Mabel spat.
Dipper turned and went inside the shack, Mabel reluctantly stomping after him.