Chapter 45: Ghost Girl
"O.K., I got holy water …. Crucifixes … I should bring the hand vacuum just in case ….. if only I didn't leave my backpack so I can actually put all this stuff in."
Dipper was in his room preparing for his trip back to the abandoned orphanage. It has been two days since Kimmy kidnapped him and attacked his friends. Thankfully Kimmy wasn't really out to kill them like the other ghosts, so it should be easier for him.
After what everyone went through, he would have waited till at least Monday at school to see Kimmy, but he left not only his backpack with his homework, but also his journal volume Grunkle Ford gave him. There was no way he'll let anything happen to that book.
He had told his parents that he's just picking up something homework related at one of Mabel's friend's house while she was busy with her own work. He didn't want his parents to ask too many questions to get him nervous if he says 'his' friend's place. His folks have keen senses when it comes to things like these.
Thankfully they let him go with only 'be safe' and 'be back before dinner'.
Right when he decided to go with a single vile of holy water, Mabel walked into his room.
"Dipper, are you sure you'll be O.K. going by yourself?" Mabel asked, feeling concern. "I know Kimmy just needed a good thinking to calm herself down, but what if she goes at least half as crazy?"
"Don't worry, I got this." Dipper patted her shoulder. "You're talking to the guy who captured a full grown Gremoblin; and from what you told me about Kimmy, its best if she doesn't get too uncomfortable if more than one of us showed up. Plus, I did leave note saying I'll help her if she promises to never hurt you."
Mabel felt touched, but still wanted to go with him to protect her dear brother.
"Besides, I already told mom and dad you'll be here doing homework and you asked me to pick up something you left at 'Kimmy's house'." Dipper winked at her.
"I hear ya." Mabel calmed herself down. "I mean I dunno what she's been through. So you're probably right." Mabel giggled as she nudged Dipper. "Maybe you two can go on a date."
Dipper held his face and slowly shook his head. "Look, she is cute. But I doubt it would-"
"Dipper, what was that you just say?" Mrs. Pines asked as she walked passed Dipper's room with a basket of laundry.
"Nothing! Nothing at all…." Dipper let out a pity laugh as he hides his true intentions. "Just talking Mabel out of her hooking up me and a cute girl, darn it!"
Mrs. Pines's eyes started to sparkle after hearing her son say 'cute'.
It felt like hours trying to get out of the house after his mother asked him so many questions about Kimmy, and it didn't help at all that Mabel mentioned Kimmy loves D D n' M D as much as Dipper.
After hearing plenty of support from both girls of the house, Dipper left home and walked passed the park to reach the gate to the old dirt road. Before he hopped the gate, he heard mumbling behind him.
"D-D-Dipper? Are you sure ….."
Dipper turned to see Beethoven and Dyami, who both looked equally nervous.
"M-My friend, Dipper." Dyami calmed himself a bit before speaking more. "Are you at least well equipped? I've heard online that ghost can't eat cheese ….. no wait, that was from a cartoon." Dyami felt his head. "My mind still shakes from the sudden terror brought upon us by Kimmy the Spectrum."
"She'll bury you alive!" Beethoven shouted. "How am I going to explain to your perfect angel of a sister that you got captured by Kimmy again!? Not to mention her parents, the school, and the police!"
"Look." Dipper spoke firmly to keep their focus. "I was at Gravity Falls all summer; and Kimmy ….." Dipper turned around to see that old road as the wind carried some dirt away. "Kimmy clearly have been through a lot, too much for her mind to handle all the time." Dipper reached for the gate. "I'm no psychologist, but she stopped herself from killing you all." Dipper patted his pocket. "I have some holy water on me, so I will be fine."
Beethoven and Dyami looked at each other.
"If you say so." Dyami said quietly. "But if you don't mind, we would like to stay outside at least." The native handed Dipper a walkie talkie. "Just to be safe."
Dipper examined the walkie quickly and nodded. "Alright, let's go."
The three boys reached the property of the abandoned orphanage and walked over the fallen gate. They gave one good look at the eerie building as memories of Kimmy's hauntings felt like nightmares to Dyami and Beethoven.
Before they could walk up to the door, they noticed something orange curled up in front of the door. The thing's head rose up to reveal the guardian of the park and forest, the Fire Fox.
It sat up and stretched its body before walking up to Dipper.
"H-Hello." Dipper greeted as the other boys remained silent. "Keeping an eye on Kimmy?"
The guardian slowly nodded yes.
"So you can understand English, and I'm going to guess you can't speak yourself."
The fox nodded again.
Dipper wasn't sure what the fox would do or what it would be against, but he will just tell her why he came. "I left behind my backpack and a journal filled with documentaries of Gravity Falls' weirdness. Also if Kimmy promise not to hurt these guys and my sister, I want to help her cross over."
The fox tilted her head as her ears perked up. She stood straight up like a well-trained dog and looked over at the door.
"Thank you." Dipper told the boys to wait here as he goes in. As he opened the door, he noticed the fox walking besides him. "You're coming in just to make sure I don't get kidnapped again?"
The fox nodded.
Dipper wasn't sure how this will affect Kimmy, but what choice does he have now.
Dipper and the Guardian closed the door behind them and scanned the lobby for any paranormal sign of Kimmy. It looked completely normal like on Friday, except for the huge hole in the wall. No dirt, not burned marks, nothing.
Dipper and the Guardian looked at each other briefly before Dipper looked at the stairs. He wanted to call out to the girl, but he feared he might scare her away. Looking up at the staircase, Dipper decided to look in her dorm first.
The boy and fox climbed up to the second floor and looked at the blood stain room. The Guardian walked inside and sniffed the chalk outlines depicting the murdered corpses.
"So… know anything about this?" Dipper asked the fox who looked at Dipper and shook her head no.
Dipper then noticed the trail of blood leading down the hallway. He and the Guardian followed it until they came across the door facing the child-size chalk drawing. Dipper motioned the fox to stay silent as he approached the door.
Before knocking, he looked at how vandalized the door was. Some words written on it made Dipper gasped in shock. With his mission in hand, he took deep breath and slowly reached the door.
"It's open…."
Dipper and the Guardian were caught off guard by the sudden voice.
"K-Kimmy?"
There was a long silence before the voice spoke up. "Yes. You're here for your stuff. Just take it and leave. I don't want to harm anyone else, unless they deserve it maybe."
The fox started to growl.
"I-I mean really bad people!"
The fox stopped her growling as she properly sat down, allowing Dipper to enter alone.
Dipper opened the door and saw no sign of Kimmy, but did find his backpack leaning on a bed and the journal volume open at a desk.
"Kimmy?" Dipper called out, but no response. "Are you still here? I can help you get to the other side."
Still no response.
It didn't look to Dipper that Kimmy didn't want to talk now. Heck, she may never want to go back to school after what happened.
Dipper still felt some grudge for Kimmy for what she did, but with one look to the door, he brushed it off and took his back pack.
When he picked up his journal, he saw the book open to the section he wrote himself on the Northwest Mansion Ghost and his thoughts on category 11. There was even a bookmark saving a page for the lower categories of spirits Grunkle Ford had encountered in Gravity Falls.
Dipper looked up and spoke. "Kimmy, if you can still hear me, I want to help."
He heard no response again, this will probably be the last time they ever heard from Kimmy.
Before he could walk out, he took one good look in the room and was astonished at all the figures and movie posters. "Hey, Mothgad." Dipper grinned as he looked at the other posters of movies he likes that are actually good unlike the ones he watches with Wendy.
Over at the shelves, he saw some figures which really sparked his excitement. "This Supermale figure is worth thousands …..in mint condition only … ugh, looks like someone snapped the head off and was glued back on."
That's when he noticed the old board games underneath one of the beds and pulled out Dungeons, Dungeons, and more Dungeons. "No way, this edition is old! It even has Master Berserker's original design before they got rid of his pet dragon."
"They got rid of Scaly?"
"Yeah, because someone discovered a huge trick to win every game. It's practically almost as powerful as the Impossibeast ….." That's when Dipper noticed Kimmy floating next to him.
Seeing Dipper looking straight at her, she gazed at her hands and spoke out loud. "Huh, thought I was still being invisible …" She and Dipper locked eyes as they stood their silently, without moving a muscle or ghost muscle.
The Guardian looked inside the room to see the two kids just awkwardly staring at one another.
"Arf."
The Fox's call caught their attention as they try to think of what to say.
"So ….." Dipper played with his fingers. "Yyyyyyyooooooooouuuuuu'rrrrrrrrreeeeee-"
"Dead." Kimmy finished with the emotionless tone she had at school.
"Sorry about that." Dipper kept his mind focus. "And I just want make this clear, especially when the Guardian is listening, wasn't my idea for that." Dipper pointed to the Guardian staring directly at Kimmy, giving the ghost girl shivers. "As I was saying, have you read the note I left?"
"I did." Kimmy looked away. "I-I'm sorry for what I did. It was wrong and I promise to never harm them again."
Dipper heard her weaken voice. "O.K. Now I think I can-"
"I-I was being crazy back then. I mean I kidnapped you and put you to some prison dream and I pretended to be you!" Her voice started to rise as she continued. "It's practically like being a slasher who cut their victim's faces and wear it over their own. I mean I only saw one horror film like it, but it was so cheesy to be traumatizing and really needed to be censored, and I'm not talking about the blood!"
"Uhhhhh, Kimmy?" Dipper tried to get her attention, but the spirit started floating in pace while saying more and more about her actions.
"And I know I scarred Dyami and Beethoven. They and your sister are actually nice people who spoke with me, and what did I do? Sent them into random rooms as they try and rescue you from being my prisoner forever and right at the final battle I ripped off my own face and showed them where I landed and buried them in symbolic soil!"
"Landed ….. symbolic soil?" Dipper gave her a confused look on that last part.
Kimmy glanced at the fox and quickly turned away in fear. "Then she showed up out of nowhere and used whatever powers she has to actually hurt me! I'm a ghost, I was killed and became a ghost, a ghost with no actual physical body, and she can hurt me." She gestured to the fox. "I mean what is she? She has characteristics of mystical fox from Japan I've read about, but she can't transform like I can. And she lives in that cave which give me weird feeling every time I go near it, and-"
The Guardian growled at her in a way to shut her up.
"And then there's you! I knocked you out cold the second I had a chance and trapped you in some fantasy world with nothing but everything you like, literally the perfect trap. I mean what kind of sick-o does that?"
"You'll be surprised." Dipper rubbed the back of his head as he tries to forget some disturbing flashbacks. "Alright, now let's calm down so we can-"
"And why did I do that? Because I fell in love with you just because of a few moments!" Dipper was not prepared to hear that, which made his anxiety take over his body for a split second to make him flinch like an awkward fool.
"I mean that's like the first in a long time someone supported me like that, but from a boy. Besides my only friend in this big world, you were the only one that showed me comfort, and of course I forgot about Mabel giving me this bear." Kimmy picked up the bear what sat on a bed.
"There there, bear bear."
"If I was alive, I might have stalked you everywhere and make shrines, while I act like a bully to you and possibly destroy anyone I don't like, yet still feel compassion by others." Kimmy felt her head. "I mean who knows how an actual date would be like. It could end in disaster." Kimmy noticed Dipper and shook her hands. "I am not saying you're not worth dating! You're kind, smart, funny, and you like Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons." Kimmy placed her hands on her cheeks. "And you're just so determined to face anything for adventure and knowledge. Dyami seems more excited for the heck of it, but you! You look nothing like some tough guy. NO OFFENSE! And yet you're so brave to come all the way back here after what happened just to grab your stuff, and you want to help me. Me! The ghost who wanted to keep you sleeping forever so I can spend every moment together and eventually start kissing while you pet my hair and you look at me with your cut face-"
Kimmy quickly realized what she was saying as she slowly looked at the red-faced boy with wide eyes.
"Heh ….." Kimmy instantly vanished before Dipper's eyes.
"W-What, Kimmy!"
The Guardian than raised its tail at the door while it growled upwards, where Kimmy suddenly appears. "I seriously don' t know what you are." She sighed in defeat.
She floated to the ground and looked at Dipper with a huge sheepish smiled. "You also remind me of myself, with a better life." She shut her eyes while she grabbed her arm. "Sorry, sorry, sorry."
Dipper's mind went all over the place from hearing everything Kimmy had to say. He wanted to ask so many questions like her ghostly abilities, the Guardian itself who silence Kimmy for saying something about a cave it lives in, and what Kimmy said relating to her death. But between each of those thoughts, he couldn't help but think of all Kimmy's compliments which made his stomach ache and his heart race almost as much as when Wendy stands next to him.
"K-Kimmy. Let's …. Let's just sit down for a moment. Just sit here quietly so we can have a clear mind to speak with." Dipper sat down, sitting on a bed. "I have plenty of time. I can do my homework while you just lay down on whichever bed is yours."
"It would be the one you're sitting on. Never really that comfortable." Kimmy decide to sit down right besides Dipper. "Also I looked over the homework, I can help you if you want."
"Nope, almost finished."
Kimmy raised her head to see Dipper finishing up.
"Woah, you did all that in a few seconds?!"
Dipper smiled at her. "Oh no, I just finished most of it before our trip here. But I wouldn't put it past you if you thought I was that smart." Dipper felt a bit prideful as he completely finished his homework. "I'm a straight A student after all."
"So smart ….." Kimmy blinked quickly after realizing how she put that. "So ..smarter than me. I was only a straight B student at this place."
"T-this place?" Dipper looked at Kimmy. "This was your school too?"
"Yeah, a private school for us orphans. Classrooms are on the third floor." Kimmy pointed up. "I only leave this place if I want to be alone and earn some extra money doing some random chores for old folks. That's how I got all this." Kimmy looked at all her old belongings.
She took a deep breath and tried to make herself comfortable, but end up leaning on Dipper. "Oh sorry."
"No no, it's alright." Dipper said with a light blush. "If it makes you feel better …. Go right ahead?" Dipper wished he could be more confident for this moment, but what Kimmy said about him just made him feel like he was back at Gravity Falls where he just learned to not make a step-by-step list to ask a girl out.
Kimmy felt her ghostly cheeks heating up as she agrees and the two sat back to the wall and Kimmy rested on Dipper's shoulder (well head, due to cartoon design).
After Dipper awkwardly put his arm around Kimmy, they sat there for several minutes while the Guardian lay at the doorway, seeing that there is no danger anymore.
Dipper's heart still beat quickly as Kimmy nuzzled her head on his shoulder, but he felt right comforting her. Dipper glanced at the door and thought back to how Kimmy worded her death. He heard about the deaths of the convenient store ghosts and thought it was a bit comical and the lumberjack ghost which was just another reminded of how awful the Northwests are; but Kimmy here, he felt that he really didn't want to know how awful her life was, but how else can he help her.
Kimmy opened her eyes and noticed Dipper gently rubbing her shoulders. "He's so kind…" She moved her head downward and smiled, but quickly wiped it off. "I should talk to him now." She looked up into Dipper's eyes which slightly startled him. "So … anything you want to ask?"
Dipper took a deep breath. "If there's anything you're not comfortable with, just say so, O.K.?"
Kimmy nodded her head.
Dipper did not want to straight out ask about her death or the bloodstained room. He gulped as he looked around and recalled the opened journal. "So you've been reading my Grunkle's journal?"
Kimmy nodded yes. "I've never heard of Gravity Falls before, but what I've read about his discoveries and your adventures, it all sound so strange and yet … amazing ….. and stupid." Kimmy's comfortable face faded. "I mean there are this squid eagles and some flannel-colored platypus. Why, just why?" She asked in an angrily confused voice. "I mean I was very surprised to see fairies in this forest after I died, but that's normal fairy tale stuff, and yet there's a duck with its face on its chest? There's no way it can survive? And what about those mini-golf guys? Did they come first before golf-balls? Were they created by some witch who got bored?"
Dipper laughed lightly. "I know. I mean I love the paranormal and my time at Gravity Falls was the best I ever had, minus some dangerous and end of the world moments, but you should have seen this living stop sign I met who made it his destiny to have all cars to do anything but stop."
The two spend the next hour recalling Dipper's weirdest and hilarious moments like the man who Dipper only saw one side of, the hairless thing that ate his Summerween candy (which Kimmy found interesting that Gravity Falls celebrates Halloween twice), and many more light hearted adventures to cheer Kimmy up.
The two ended up laughing their hearts out as they tipped over from their spots, rolling with giggles. Dipper even fell off the bead and bonked his head.
"I-I wished I could see that. Gravity Falls must be the best place in the world!"
Dipper calmed himself down as he felt his bump. "Well, it does have its dangers."
"I've read about that." Kimmy sat up. "Like that robot lake monster, the pterodactyl, and that shapeshifter."
Dipper thought this was a good moment to ask one question. "Say, speaking of that, how'd you transformed into me anyway?"
Kimmy smiled as she reached out her hand. "Well I can't just change into anything see."
"Ow." Dipper rubbed his head as Kimmy plucked out one of his hairs. "But with just a little bit of samples." The hair absorbed into Kimmy's body and she turned into an identical copy of Dipper.
"Woah!" Dipper took out a notepad. "You are without a doubt a category 12 ghost." Dipper wrote down some notes, but realized something. "Say …..how'd you copy my clothes …. And why do ghost have clothes?"
"…. I don't know." Kimmy said as that question haunts her mind. "…Anything else?"
Dipper and Kimmy spoke about her ghost abilities as Dipper wrote down each detail. He could hardly believe he's actually having a normal conversation with a ghost. Kimmy on the other hand felt that this was some big interview as she opened up more to the boy who showed her kindness.
"And then I ripped off my face at some creep spray painting awful graffiti and he just ran right into a street light. I actually started to enjoy scaring any person for the heck of it, until I got some warning from….." Kimmy glanced at the Guardian next to the door. "That, but before I started school again I just randomly floated around the woods, making little contact with humans and other mythical creatures."
"The woods only?" Dipper asked. "So that means you never came back here?"
"Correct." Her cheerful mood faded. "And in case you're wondering, I died … before what happened in that room." She held her legs together in a needle position. "I always hated seeing actual blood, I got so scared that day I just couldn't handle it."
Dipper rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry I brought that up. I'm just a very curious boy."
"So am I ….. but not a boy." Kimmy looked up and softly smiled. "Dipper, I want to tell you how I died."
Dipper gulped. "A-Are you sure?"
"Positive." Kimmy nodded. "I'm ….. I'm actually having fun with you …. I feel I can trust you." Kimmy stood up and held her arms behind her back. "If you can tell, I was …. A target to bullying."
"I've seen that before." Dipper said, not wanting to say he had it easy with just a few occasional bullying over the years and some other classmates mocking him for his birthmark or other embarrassing things, not counting Beethoven's attempts. "But if you decide to stop, I understand."
"Dipper, I don't want to go over my entire 13 years of life, but if you want to help me get to the other side, whatever religion that is. I should tell you ….. please don't let it be Scientology." Kimmy said to herself before taking a deep breath. "It all started one day, about 40 years ago."
(Flashback)
Kimmy was walking into the forest with two girls looking down at a muddy ditch which looks about a foot deep. The two looked at Kimmy with sorrow eyes.
'I met up with two girls who bullied me since I was 5, but after we did a project together, they started acting more friendlily. And yes they did do equal amount of work, I made sure about that.'
"Say Kimmy." One girl said. "We just wanted to … say sorry for calling you and your roommate freaks and stupid … I wrote one thing on that door! Just one!"
The other girl spoke up. "So ….. since you like mysteries. We figure you can help figure something out for us." The girl held out an old piece of paper. "We found this in the public library and thought it might lead to treasure."
'I didn't believe some random piece of paper could lead to anything like gold and rubies on this side of the world. But that doesn't mean someone left a lot of American dollar bills buried in the woods. So I took the bait."
"We thought it might be buried around here, but there's might be a code we're missing. And since you're clearly smarter than us ….."
Kimmy grabbed the paper and looked at the content.
One girl looked at some shovels right next to them. "We started digging, but realized how exhausting it was … we are not saying you're going to dig for us."
'If they followed any clichés, I would have just flat out say no and walked off, but they were more clever than I thought.'
Kimmy looked at the map with curiosity as the two girls slowly walked behind them.
"…..Wait. This looks nothing like a map of this region. Looks like it was just drawn over-" Without warning, the two girls pushed Kimmy right into the muddy ditch and laughed at her.
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe you fell for that." The two continued to laugh as they said some harsh things to the motionless girl.
"Now listen, Kimmy. If you don't want us to embarrass your friend ten times as worst, you're gonna have to ….. pay for protection."
"I'm sure shining shoes and cutting old farts yards sure do add a lot."
Kimmy gave no response.
"Hey, we're talking to you-you little goth freak!" That's when one girl grabbed Kimmy by the hair to raise her head, only to discover that right underneath her head, was a blood-covered stone.
She dropped Kimmy's head as both girls screamed.
'I didn't die instantly, despite my fatal blow, but my mind was going. All I could hear was the two panicking as they mentions the police and making a bigger hole, then everything went dark.'
(End Flashback)
Kimmy was now floating above her bed as she told Dipper her tale. "I know it was an accident, but ….. but I didn't just expect my life to end that quickly." She stood up and looked at Dipper staring at the floor.
She floated next to him to finish her story.
"It wasn't like I was going to be adopted anytime soon. I mean I'm a huge geek and adults give one look at me and move on over to a happy looking kid." She looked at her gothic clothing. "I've been bullied a lot throughout my young life, but I wear these clothes because I like them. I don't wear eye liners or have any skulls images, just black and purple cloths or whatever this orphanage gave us from who knows where."
She closed her eyes as she chose her next words. "I …. I didn't have a lot to be happy for, but that what makes the small things that does …" Kimmy silent herself from those thoughts. "But anyway, a while after my death I realized I was floating in midair all over the forest. I was scared at first and didn't fully understand what happened. Then I went back to the orphanage and found it completely abandoned."
Kimmy felt her arm. "I was too shocked to even go in as I tried to think how long I was gone. Then a random newspaper floated by saying that the orphanage was shut down after they discovered a child was missing, which was me, and discovered how awful the adults and kids are. Kind of funny this was left unnoticed." Kimmy gave herself a pity laugh. "But if you were pushed down all your life and afraid to speak out to our so called care givers, it kind of gives you a feeling to be quiet, always."
She looked out passed the listening Guardian and noticed the bloodstain and the body tape. "But the news didn't say anything about that. The investigators were probably never solved the murders and feared the masses would panic." Kimmy sighed as she slowly turned back to Dipper who still didn't look at her. "I'm sorry you had to hear that. It's just …." She looked away. "When you feel weak all the time and …..after you get a lot of power … I guess that's why I attacked your friends back there." She let out a small amount of tears. "I'm ….. I'm …."
Before she could say anything else, Dipper embraced her in a tight hug. "You have friends now….."
That was all Dipper said as Kimmy overcame her shocked response and started letting her tears quietly fall as she hugged Dipper.
"Dipper …. Th…thank you."
The two kids felt at peace, embracing one another, easing the girl's years of tormented memories.
They couldn't tell how long their hug lasted, but they were interrupted by the walkie talkie Dipper had. They let go from their hug as Dipper answered it, which of course Kimmy gave the small device a small glare.
"Hello …. Oh. Thanks for telling me." Dipper put the device away.
"Was that a cellphone?" Kimmy randomly asked. "Looks like a normal walkie talkie."
Dipper let out a small laugh. "No, but cellphones will drive this to extinction." Dipper laughed again. "That was Dyami outside. He said I was in here for over an hour. I should really get back home now before my parents have a panic attack." Dipper picked up his backpack and placed the journal inside. "So I'll….." Dipper looked around Kimmy's room and thought about the orphanage as a whole. "Will you … be alright here?"
Kimmy felt her arm. "Yes. I …"
"You don't have to stay here you know." Dipper gave her a soft smile. "You could try living somewhere more lively … no pun intended."
Kimmy rolled her eyes. "Mabel would laugh." She looked around her room. "This used to be a happy place for me, but ….." She looked at Dipper curiously. "But if I do leave, where should I live, eh stay? I don't think you will want me back in the woods."
Dipper quickly thought of a few places. "Well there's the park. Perhaps the fairy castle, well you're too big for that even if you can go through walls. Or maybe live with the Guardian."
The Guardian gave a small growl of disapproval.
"Scratch that …. Well I do want to help you pass on …." He didn't know why, but he felt extra awkward as he was about to ask this. "Maybe my place?"
"You're place?" Kimmy asked as her cheeks turned slightly red.
"…Yeah." Dipper smiled at the idea. "Well my parents would have millions of questions about a ghost moving in, so we'll keep you a secret like some dumb kids movie. But if you stay with us, we can help you solve why you're still here and help you get to the other side. Heck, we can play Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons after school ….. how'd you get registered in school anyway?"
"Politicians are that bad at their jobs." Kimmy answered. "Don't know how, but who does?"
Dipper laughed. "So, what do you say?" He looked at all of Kimmy's possessions. "And for the time being, we can help bring your stuff to my place. Like say a few mementoes or anything you feel right bringing. Though my folks would be suspicious if I come home one day with all your stuff, but I'm sure we can-"
Dipper said no more as Kimmy embraced him in another hug. "You and Mabel can have everything you want here! You're so great!" Kimmy gave him several pecks on cheeks.
"Woah there, I .. eeee heh heh." Kimmy let go as Dipper almost fainted from the small kisses before slapping himself. "I'm fine. I'm fine." He then felt extra embarrassed with Kimmy staring at him. "So … shall we go home?"
Kimmy gave him a smile she wanted to give her whole life. "Yes. Yes I do."
"Arf arf." The Guardian walked in which startled Kimmy, but the friendly look in her eyes eased Kimmy's fears as the fox looked like it wanted a pat on the head. With hesitation, Kimmy slowly reached her hands out and petted the fox and smiled.
"Thank you."
End of Chapter
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A/N: This will be the last truly 'emotional' chapter you'll see in a while, until we get to October in this story. The next chapters will be the usual one-shots and some relating to Kimmy.
Also I want to make this clear, this story will have dark elements to them.
But they will NOT be 'that' dark. I think I don't need to clear this one out for older audiences.
