CHAPTER EIGHT:
Bored Out of my Mind, but Not Alone
After a boring day of being cooped up in the Mystery Shack, I expected to have some fun once the twins returned. Of course, Mabel had other plans. For the past two hours she had been showing me picture after picture in her photo album and telling long stories. Some of them I already knew, but listening to the ones I didn't know was also boring, because she took so long to tell each story.
"And this is a picture Soos took of the beavers," she said cheerfully.
I figured we were getting near the end, because the beavers were from "Legend of the Gobblewonker", which I'm pretty sure occurred today.
"This one had a chainsaw and—" Dipper cut her off.
"Mabel, Grunkle Stan said we're having dinner at Greasy's Diner," he said.
"Ooh!" Mabel exclaimed "Coming!"
I heard Dipper mutter something under his breath as he left. I looked towards Mabel. She was putting on a different sweater.
"See ya, Snuggles," she said, patting my head as she left.
I gave her an annoyed look, which went right over her head. Oh well, I guess patting me is better than nearly squeezing me to death.
"I'm gonna bring you back some French-fries!" Mabel said, poking her head back in.
I sighed. Once again, I was alone, but at least not being tortured by Mabel's rambling. I know I could have just left, but Dipper had told her that he was too busy decoding the journal to listen to stories about things that they had encountered. I didn't want Mabel to feel like nobody appreciated her stories.
As soon as they got back, Mabel came looking for me.
"Snuggles!" she squealed when she saw me. "I couldn't bring you any French-fries, because Grunkle Stan ate them all, but I did bring you this!" Mabel reached into her sweater pocket and pulled out a sheet of stickers. "Here!" she said, sticking a sticker on top of my head.
"Mabel, you do know what happens when you put stickers on hair, right?" Dipper asked, pulling off his shoes.
"Of course I do, Dipper," Mabel replied "I am a sticker genius!" She grinned.
"Well, Sticker Genius," Dipper said "You happen to have half a sticker stuck to the side of your head." He pointed at the ripped heart sticker in Mabel's hair.
"Well, duh!" Mabel said, still grinning "It's the other half of Snuggles' sticker!" she pointed at me.
"Well, good luck getting it out of your hair," Dipper said as he flipped through his journal.
"Thanks, bro-bro," Mabel said "But I don't need it!" As if to prove it, she reached up and gripped the sticker. "Ow, ow, ow," she said, pulling at the sticker. Dipper looked up and gave a small smile. "Ow, okay, almost got it!" Mabel continued pulling at it. "Okay, never mind the sticker," Mabel said "More tales of adventure from Mabel's Scrapbook!" she held up her book, which was covered in glitter and stickers. "Due to the fact that I was interrupted before," Mabel said "I will have to start from the beginning!"
I sighed. Oh boy.
