The Journal, had been filled with all sorts of creatures and information, I stayed up most of the night reading it all.
Sadly, my twin is a morning person…
"Dipper~!" I groaned as he fell onto my bed "Time's a wasting! Get up!" "Mason… Go away." I yawned, and curled into a ball.
"Oh, you stayed up to late reading again, didn't you?" I heard him sigh, and get off me "Alright, Grant Sam and Suz have gone out for the day, so I'll let you sleep until I've made breakfast!" I could hear him run out of the room.
"Thanks Mas…." I yawned, and nearly fell back asleep, but… "Wait… make breakfast…?" it took me a few seconds, before I bolted out of the room after him "Mason!? Don't you dare!" I grabbed hold of him before he stepped foot into the kitchen and pulled him back.
"What?" he looked at me over his shoulder "You aren't allowed into the kitchen after the microwave incident!" I pushed him out of it "Oh come on, it was only that one time." "Five times Mason, five times." I crossed my arms, "Look, I'll make breakfast, you go… be creative in our room." "Deal." He ran back upstairs.
I pulled the sticky note off of the fridge door "Eat what you want, just get more food later." From Grant Sam, shrugging I opened the fridge "Is there even something to eat in here?"
After a few minutes of searching, and tossing out nearly everything in the fridge that went bad, I started making pancakes, eggs and bacon.
The bacon was for Mason, while I was vegetarian so I'd make myself something else to go with it.
Mason's really health conscious too, but after a food poisoning incident that scared me from meat forever, unless it's fish, I never ate it again.
"DIPPER!" Mason's terrified scream came from upstairs "Yeah?" I walked over to the stairs, with the frying pan I was making over easy eggs in "There's an invisible wizard cooking eggs in the closet!" "Mason, I'm cooking eggs for breakfast!" I sighed and went back into the kitchen "Then there's just an invisible wizard in the closet?!" I heard something hit the floor, I think it was him.
I finished breakfast after a few minutes, and laughed whenever I heard Mason yelling at the Wizard to come out of the closet.
He entered the kitchen "Two things, one, this smells amazing, two, I can't get the wizard out of our closet." He went into one of the chairs as I set the plates down, "If they're invisible, how do you know where they are?" I asked, and he dropped his fork.
"Mason?" "He's been messing with me." "Mason…" I rested my chin in the palm of my hand watching my twin, who threw his arms into the air "I'll have my revenge wizard!"
"Aren't we supposed to be working today or something?" I took a sip of my drink, and Mason hummed in thought "Yeah, Suz said we'd be meeting someone names Westley today."
"Why am I thinking of work then?" I asked, cutting off some of the pancake "Because Mom and Dad believe this to be the best place for us to gain some work ethic." Mason was shoving food into his mouth.
"Easy Mas, don't choke…" I stopped eating to watch him devour what I put on this plate "Your cooking is amazing! How can I not eat it?!" he shrugged and put his dishes into the dishwasher "I'm getting dressed, want me to lay out your clothes for you." "No thanks." "Alright, they'll be resting on the edge of your bed." He grinned and ran upstairs.
I finished eating soon after, and got everything cleaned up by the time Mason came downstairs "Alright, you're turn." He pushed me towards the stairs and took over cleaning.
I dressed quickly, but because my hair could be hard to manage, I pulled my grey beanie onto my head and heading downstairs "Bad hair day?" Mason asked, and I nodded.
We went into the Shack from the connecting door, and I opened the curtains, jumping back when the goat from yesterday was looking right at me "Gertrude!" Mason grinned and ran to the door, letting her into the shack "is she allowed to be in here…?" I asked, slowly closing the door.
Only, a boot stopped it and I looked at it "A… boot?" "Yeah, my boot." A new voice spoke up and I moved from the door, letting a boy walk into the Shack.
"Wh-who are you?" I moved closer to Mason, who was busy petting the goat "Wes. Or Westley, as that's my real name." the boy shrugged, he wore ripped blue jeans, mountain boots, a grey t-shirt and a green plaid shirt tied around his waist.
His red hair was short and messy, and when he took off his brown hat, it got messier.
Mason, looked over at him, and crossed his arms "Your hair is bothering me." "Eh." Wes shrugged and went over to the register, before sitting in the stool and putting up his feet "Well, Shack's closed and I'm taking a nap." And stretched out and fell asleep within seconds.
"Uh…" we looked at each other, before shrugging "Let's talk to him more later." Mason walked down the isiles, and I went to close the door again, "Before you get any ideas, Wes, is mine." The door was kicked open and I hit the floor "Hey…?!"
A new girl walked into the Shack "Who are you?" I got onto my feet as Mason jogged over "Dipper?! You okay?!" he got to my side, and I held my arm "Yeah, this chick just walked in here like she owns the place." We looked at the new girl.
"Who are you." Mason asked, "Rebby. Wes' girlfriend."
