Chapter 3 Oh No He Didn't!
Mable POV:
Oh no he didn't!
Does Dipper really think he can talk shit to me and get away with it?! I'm gonna- I'm gonna- I'm gonna-
Then it dawned on me.
He said the same thing I did earlier. I feel horrible. Not horrible because Dipper talked shit to me, but because I started this.
I was being a crappy sister.
And Dipper was giving me a taste of my own medicine.
Okay, now I feel even worse.
I'm such an idiot.
"Dipper." I told him. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" Dipper asked, sounding confused.
"Sorry for blowing you off earlier. It was a crappy thing to do, I'm really sorry."
"Wooooooo." Randy sighed. "I thought you were gonna kick his ass or something."
Luna then proceeded to kick his.
"Ow." Randy whined.
"Maybe you should think before you speak." Luna quipped.
We all just burst out laughing, minus Randy, who rolled his eyes. It feels good to have friends.
It feels good to laugh.
It feels good to be forgiven.
I know it's short, but the next one will be longer. So R&R!
