Dipper checked his watch as he strolled towards the all-too familiar Mystery Shack. The watch blared 8:42. Mabel must have checked in around 10 minutes before he did. She better keep her promise. Thought Dipper silently as he entered through the gift shop entrance.
"Hey, dude!" said Soos, the new manager of the Mystery Shack (well not really new, because he's been there for almost three years.) Melody stood behind the cash register, closing the shop up by dusting the cash register that was always stuck on $6.18.
"Hi, Dipper!" Said Melody, who continued dusting, showing off her new engagement ring (which was bought by Soos) on her left hand.
"Yo, Dipper!" Said the previous cash register, Wendy, as she was sweeping the floor. Just like he used to three years ago, Dipper started sweating again every time he saw her, which was twice today.
"Hey guys, have you seen Mabel anywhere? I didn't see her up in the attic." Asked Dipper. He had noticed that the attic's light was off when he saw the Shack.
"Oh yeah, dude. She went to talk to her friends Candy and Grenda." Replied Soos. "She said she'll be back at around 10."
Dipper checked his watch. It read 8:53. It'll be a while until she comes back. "Alright. Thanks, guys!" Said Dipper as he started heading upstairs to get ready for bed. Usually at around 9 he would go into the basement to hang out with Ford, or previously hang out in the living room and watch TV with Stan. Unfortunately, both of them are away, still off on their expedition out in the Pacific Ocean. Soos had said that the two should return anytime this week. Until then, Dipper had a lot of time in his hands.
He took a shower, brushed his teeth, and got ready for bed. At around 10 Mabel came back home, and they both watched Ducktective until 10:30. They then went to bed. Mabel went out like a light, but Dipper had trouble sleeping. So he picked up the journal and started skimming through the pages. Most of them were unfamiliar, but the familiar pages were more detailed and in-depth with the information. Dipper smiled. As soon as they come back, it'll be just like good old times. He looked at his watch, and saw that it was already 11:30. With a sigh, he turned off the light next to him and set the journal on the nightstand and rubbed his eyes. Believe it or not, the long bus ride took a lot out of him, and he just noticed it now. Exhaustion had finally caught up to him, and he didn't resist when slumber overtook him.
Mabel told Dipper the next morning that he was thrashing and murmuring loudly the entire night.
A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter. The next chapter will surely make up for it. Please review so I know people are actually reading this.