Soos was on break and had pulled out an old typewriter from the closet. He was typing like mad on it, looking really into what he was typing about.
Dipper was just passing by while looking through an encyclopedia, when he noticed Soos seriously typing hard on the typewriter at the counter, right next to the cash register. "Hey, Soos. What are you doing to that poor, innocent typewriter?"
"Hi, Dipper-dude-buddy!" said Soos happily, "I've gotten really obsessed with this new TV show out called Glorious Girl and Bodacious Boy's Adventures, a detective/adventure animated series about two teenagers who are childhood sweethearts that travel the world solving mysteries, including investigating crimes. Sometimes they are accompanied by Bodacious Boy's little sister and Glorious Girl's little brother. They hunt criminals, discover artifacts, find mysterious monsters. It's very enthralling, I tell you, dude!"
"So... what does that have to do with the typewriter?" asked Dipper, feeling a bit confused.
"I'm writing my own idea for an episode!" Soos said, smiling, "I'm writing my first fanfiction! I'm basically inserting in my own opinions! Maybe I can even send it to the show's studio, SalamanderBog Studio, to see if it's approved!"
"Your own opinions?" said Dipper, hardly believing what he was hearing, "Don't tell me your going to set up shoehorned romances!"
"Uh, that's a bit of a harsh generalization, Dipper," said Soos, still working on the typewriter.
I never thought Soos would be one to write fanfiction, but okay, Dipper thought to himself.
"C'mon, dude. Give Soos a break, why don't ya?" said Wendy, who was just passing by at the moment, briefly giving Dipper a playful rub on the head, causing him to blush and smile. He glanced up at her and felt his heart sing when he looked at her beautiful freckled face, pretty eyes and long fiery red hair.
All of a sudden, the fantasy was broken by something familiar. A silly sibling. Mabel burst through the door, yelping hysterically. Soos jumped from his seat in surprise, falling backward out of his chair. "Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford just found something odd and potentially dangerous!" announced Mabel.
"Uh oh," said Dipper, feeling a bit nervous if this reported problem made even Mabel, his usually always happy twin sister, worked up. He gripped Wendy's hand for attempted comfort. "What is it?"
"They say some lunatic man is meddling with the ways of time and space. Some poacher lunatic!" replied Mabel.
"A poacher?" said Soos, getting back up on his feet an brushing off his shirt and adjusting his hat. "That's not cool for a dude to do that."
"As you all know, I have personal issues with those that kill for pleasure," said Wendy, with a worried, almost angry look on her face, flashing back to her time amongst the Sasquatches of the forest.
"Okay now," Dipper announced, "We've dealt with a lot of things that could endanger all of existence. Invasions, curses, weird apocalypses, you name it! But space and time we need to save from disrupted? I-I'm not sure I'm ready for something like that. I've watched too many movies and read too many stories that revolve around the subject. Including Ray Bradbury's A Sound of Thunder."
"Hey, we can do it," said Mabel, giving her brother a reassuring hug, "Because together, there's nothing we can't do."
Dipper sighed. "I've that phrase 'there's nothing we can't do' in popular culture so many times-"
"But it's true, dude," said Soos, giving his young friend a reassuring pat on the head.
"I certainly believe we can do it," added Wendy. She then knelt down a bit and looked Dipper in the eye. "Especially with you guiding us, my man." She kissed his cheek and Dipper felt as if he were melting from sheer pleasure.