It's pretty fun to write while playing Undertale! Gives me really weird ideas.. But as you know, I've been moving ONE MORE FREAKING DISTRACTION! But I had some problems transferring my internet, so blitz week had to wait.. So here's the next chapter!

Dipper sat on the bench eating a popsicle, enjoying himself. It was so nice to take a break from everything. Even if it was at a weird fair...With clowns... But he wouldn't let that ruin his fun.

He looked at Mabel, who was hugging a huge stuffed bear that she'd won from a cup toss game. First try of course, she never stopped bragging about her "special skills". All he had won was a small finger puppet...Which, umm... She won him... She smiled brightly, talking to Al.

Al was smiling too, she looked really happy- of course she always acted that way... Even though he knew she was under a lot of stress, ever since he left. It was hard to pay the bills, and take care of two kids..

No, now wasn't the time to be thinking of that, they were having fun. Pushing that thought away she noticed she was staring at something.

He followed her gaze, she was looking at a guy in a dunk tank. He was shouting out all kinds of rude things. He smiled, it reminded him of Stan. Both of the twins were excited to go sailing and fight monsters, and find treasure. Did they even know about the monsters? I guess he would never find out..

"I wonder where they are now..." He mumbled.

"Yea! That'll teach you ya' you cranky sea witch!" Stan laughed. It had been fun sailing around with Ford for the past month. They'd finally talked out the 'portal thingy'. Although, they turned out having a much longer conversation, talking about what happened after he left. He heard his brother walking towards him, mummering something to himself.

"Stan... Aren't you even a little worried?" He asked.

He sighed "Well.. Yea.. I mean There's been a lot more monsters then usual."

"It's the third one today!" he said. Ford stared up at the stars.

"It made me wonder.." He started. "You, don't think since we brought your memories back.."

Stan looked at his brother, "Think what?" They shared a moment of silence, "Wait you mean..? No- No way bro! We defeated him."

He laughed a little, "Heh, by the way you said that, sounds like you almost missed him." He joked, but Ford didn't break his stare.

Ford sighed, looking back at him,"It's not impossible that...I mean, there's been stranger things that happened, he could be back making new plans now.." He said, disregarding his joke.

" Stan rolled his eyes, "It's probably because we're getting close to the Bermuda Triangle." He said.

" By the way, we're NOT sailing into that. We gotta start heading back soon, we only have a few days of food left." Ford smiled, "You're probably right." He laughed.

"It was stupid for me to think that he'd be here..."

He smiled, Stan gave him a suspicious look before he let it go.

They stared at the stars together , Ford pointing out the constellations, and Stan making up his own. The conversation had passed.

"Welp Sixer, Let's head back!"Stan said while Ford sat up and stretched.

"Alright." He yawned.

"Do you mind if I put on some music?" Stan asked smiling like an idiot.

" Why not?" Ford shrugged, grabbing his cup of coffee. The radio came on with a buzz, as the static faded. 'Some body once told me~' Stan laughed singing along,

"The world was gonna roll me! C'mon you know the words!"He said laughing.

Ford sighed, "Why the hell did I get that tattoo.."

Oh! I have plans! This chapter was A COMPLETE MESS! But I'm trying to map them out. Do you know how hard it is to write for twins? UGH. Oh well. Any suggestions/ questions? Let me know! Until next time!