Disclaimer: I do not own Gravity falls or the Loud House!

The day had gone by fast for me. Most kids had their first day to be the longest of all school days, unless you had detention. Throughout my classes, I had a few with Lynn but not so many. Same with Mabel as she and I only have a few as well. It was indeed weird being in some classes by myself. Not many people really talked to me as it was mostly the teachers who would pull me aside for a moment to offer any help if needed.

Royal Woods honestly didn't seem as odd or boring as I thought it would be. Not much is said on Michigan when it comes to some of American history (only Pioneer times were probably famous for it), or any anomalies. Yeah, it's not Gravity Falls but you never know. California did have some haunted activities in some abandon apartments.

When the final bell had rang, students immediately ran out of the classroom. I know students aren't exactly fond of school, but that was insane; my hair actually was flying from the hard wind they made. No surprise I was the last one out of the class and told the teacher to have a nice day. Once I stepped out into the hallways, Mabel's voice echoed through the hall next to me.

She ran to me with a big smile plastered on her face, and wrapped her arms around to squeeze my last breath out. I asked her to let me free when my face had the shade of blue overcoming my pale skin. She cooperated and headed out the front doors with me. There were a few students outside already either sitting on the concrete talking or texting off their phone in the middle of the grass. I'm guessing this is where the cars pick them up.

"Dipper! This school is awesome!" My sister exclaimed, hugging herself.

"That's what you said about the last school and was disappointed the next day." I reminded her.

"Yeah but this place is super nice! There are so many nice people and cute boys! And let's not forget coach Suguro." Her eyes had formed in the shade of pink at the mention of his name.

I shook my head chuckling at her. "Only you Mabel."

"Not really." she said quickly. "There are lots of girls who have a crush on him."

"Really? Why?" I asked.

"Duh! Because he's hot! He just started this year as well and already he has so many hidden fangirls. I know who I'm giving a Valentine this upcoming February." That's when I knew I lost connection with her; the moment she mentioned her idea she was drifting into her ideas on what to do.

Sometimes I can get embarrassed by Mabel, but i do love her. And I won't lie. I'm embarrassing to her sometimes too. She's only like that in a child - like way, and for me it's being a nerd. But I think we like giving each other moments to looks back and blushed about how weird we were as young teens and kids.

HONK!

We both blinked at the sudden loud horn and turned our heads to see what happened. Maybe a kid was jay walking and almost got hurt, or it could be an animal (for Mabel's sake, let's hope not). Or maybe they were telling someone to hurry and get in the car. Instead it was for us when this light blue van stopped next to us. We looked at the passenger side to watch the window roll down, revealing the blond teen as she got off her phone.

"Hey Lori!" Mabel said waving at her.

"Hey Mabel." she smiled at us. "Do you guys literally need a ride home?"

A head of Luan then popped out from behind the passenger side and said, "Yeah, we can assure you'll be finding it Van-tastic! Ha ha ha ha ha! Get it?"

Mabel laughed, as I didn't. All I could do was stare at her confused. "Totally got it!"

"Anyway," I spoke at last. "Thank you Lori, but we're not too far. We don't mind walking."

"But Dipper, my feet hurt." Mabel poked my arm.

"We've been out of the school for two minutes."

"Yeah, that's a long time for my feet to be walking." I know she's only teasing but the real reason has so she could hangout with Luan again.

Then Luna's head popped next to Luan. "Aw you're too shy brah. Come on in! There's lots of room."

I had the feeling they weren't gonna drive away soon, so I gave up and got in with Mabel.

Throughout the ride, it was as I predicted; loud. Since Leni was the second oldest, she sat next to Lori in the front seat when she picked her up so we gave up on that seat when we drove around back to the high school. Mabel quickly chose to sit with Luan and Luna, having the time of her life with them and chatting up a storm of puns and song artists. Lola was arguing against Lynn and Lana about how they should watch where they step when it's mud. When I got in the van, she waved at me excited. I did the same and headed for the back. Lucy was silent when she sat next to them and appeared to be writing in her little book she carried with her. Poor Lucy. As for me, I sat with the Lisa, who muttered about the possible dangers of car crashes, and Lincoln, who struck his silent thoughts through the window. The good thing I found with these two is that they're both very quiet unlike the other seats. With this, I didn't feel too awkward around them.

Lori had announced that we'll be getting some fast food from the Burpin' Burger so she needed to know what everyone wanted to order. I could hear Mabel's voice from the other eleven sounds of the Louds asking to have a patch of chicken tenders. Then Luan made some joke about chicken that I didn't bother to listen. I had the feeling she didn't hear me, which was fine as I wasn't really too hungry. Throughout my ride and waiting at the drive thru, I was writing in my journal. After Gravity Falls' summer was over, I figure I should do what great uncle Ford did and write in a book. It was somewhat helpful putting out what I know from my experiences and letting out stress on my blue book. I started with our first day in Royal Woods, how chaotic and loud it was. Right now, I made a list of the names everyone in this van was so I could remember before I could forget. In the earlier pages, it was my memory of how I felt at home in Gravity Falls, and all the strange things that were waiting to be discovered by scientists. I only hope no other scientist does find the town. My grunkle Ford was the founder and has a right to earn credit for it.

"It's an 'i'." Lisa's voice said, turning my attention towards her.

I only blinked at her. "Huh?"

"Lori's name. While it is understanding of the original grammar of my eldest identity of her driver's license, ID, and Social Security Check is the typical name 'Lory' with a 'y', it's an 'i' my poor unsocial active pal." she explained.

I wasn't too sure to take that as a compliment or an insult. Either way, once she said that I began to realize that the 'i' for Lori's name actually makes sense for her. "Also, Leni has an 'i' as well." She added.

"Oh uh… thank you." I told her. Then I went back to my writing. But her head was over my shoulder when I was correcting their names. "What exactly is in this bizarre, color of a shaded sapphire chronicle?" she asked.

"Well I wouldn't say 'chronicle' is the right word, but it's just stuff about everyday life is all. Nothing interesting." I lied. Well, technically it wasn't a lie but it wasn't the full truth. I just knew if I told Lisa, the child genius of her family, about what was in this book, she would go on for a long time of explaining why ghosts or paranormal phenomenons don't exist. This wouldn't be the first time some 'smart' kid came up to me and told me they're all figments of imagination made from parents and people from the asylum.

Sadly this genius didn't buy my lie. "I doubt that your saying of nothing is not suddenly worth my time if you're willing to write our identities in novel."

Man this kid is good… thank goodness no one up there was listening to what's happening back here.

"Lisa leave him alone." said Lincoln next to me as he looked at his young sister. "If he wants to write our names in his diary, he'll write them. We are a big family so he's probably having a hard time figuring out who's who."

"Pish posh!" she said. "We're not that difficult for people to memorize our identities."

"Remember when Darcy came over?"

Her eyes through those big glasses grew wide as a slight embarrassed look came upon her. "We do not repeat that Lincoln." she told him. Finally she went back to the window she looked at and began to mutter.

I look over to the white hair kid, seeing how annoyed he looked. While I did appreciate him standing up for me, I kinda wanted to give a note that this wasn't a diary. It's more of a novel, or journal. But maybe correcting him wasn't the best option, so I left him alone and began to correct Lori and Leni's names.

Lori had began to pass the food to us, buying me a regular burpin' burger even though I didn't say anything (I guess she did remember me… that's kinda nice of her..). I gave Lincoln his order and he began to eat right away as Lisa put it all in her backpack. I didn't bother to ask her why she wouldn't eat. My stomach did feel empty once the smell had spread through my nose and into my brain. I only hope I wouldn't make a mess.

With this, I put my book next to me and began to eat. I reminded myself over and over to thank Lori for the meal and ride. The burger was pretty good; it had more flavor in it and juice. I could hear some of the sisters up there thanked the eldest and compliment the taste the burger or fries gave them in their taste buds. I bet that was a lot of money for this many kids.

"Is a Leprecorn supposed to be a leprechaun and a unicorn mix together?" The word 'leprecorn' caught my attention as that was one of Ford's discoveries in Gravity Falls.

I turned and looked at the person who read my open book; Lincoln. I forgot I had the book open once Lori gave us our food and didn't close it. How on earth did I forget to do that?! But with his attention caught, I can't just say it's nothing. "It's uh… well yeah it's that." I said. "They're a rare species, and according to my grunkle Ford, they're very irritating." I waited for this kid to laugh, along with Lisa next to me listening to our conversation. It didn't really matter to much to me if a kid laughed at me, they're young. Lincoln's only eleven however, so he might remember this forever.

He smiled at me and then looked back at the book. "Wow, that's pretty amazing. And look at these categories of ghosts! Category one seems to be an 'eh'?"

Why isn't he laughing? Why hasn't Lisa said anything? "Um yeah.. Those are also annoying. The only thing they can do is float inanimate objects."

"How childish." Lisa finally muttered.

"You kidding Lisa?" Lincoln said to her. "This could be very helpful. Me and Clyde have been checking out lots of ghosts places and so far the only ones we encountered are the ones who make lots of sound. Plus on ARGGH!, they seem to catch ghosts similar to this."

"That's probably because you two diwits are heavy and the floor is in a pretty old state to where anything that is motive will be sending off it's creaks. And if I remember from you and Clyde's past experience of disappointment, that show was only nothing but false expectations." she turned back to the window.

Lincoln then turned to me. "Hey, there wouldn't be a certain category on how dangerous ghosts can be right? Like in the level of danger?"

I couldn't believe it. This kid was actually asking about the stuff I wrote about. I mean, it's no big deal, but it is kinda when someone close to your age (by only two years younger than you) actually wants to learn this. I smiled at him and grab the book. "Well apparently there is a category for that. It's the highest one; category ten!"

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The week had gone by pretty quick for me. Mabel felt it took forever as the class she disliked the most, math, was difficult. So far I had got the hang of knowing where my classes are without Lynn's 'special' guidance, and had caught up pretty quick with most of the teachers. My sister only pretends every so often that she would be lost so coach Suguro could show her the way. Oh Mabel…

But even though I was a little fond with school, I was more fond in my after school time with Lincoln. Ever since we discovered our passion of mysteries, ghosts, and anomalies, we have been always at his or my house after school talking about the things we know of the supernatural. He once showed me the show him and the child genius were arguing about and admitted it was fake. But even so, we both knew ghosts were real. I began to explain more species and unknown creatures that were found Gravity Falls that were fascinating to Lincoln. This week has been lots of fun, even if Lisa would come in to point out that they're fake, or Lynn coming in to say we're dorks, it didn't matter.

When thursday came, we both decided we should go on a ghost hunt for categories six or seven. We weren't ready to face a category ten or nine if we didn't have any silver mirrors. Even though if we do come across category one or twos like those ghosts in that convenience store, we wouldn't mind. Friday, we planned after school to go to the Royal Woods library to look up recent deaths in some homes through the neighborhood, to see what we can find. Then when Saturday comes, we go to the house to find some paranormal activity. We didn't plan to tell anyone about our plans, other than Lincoln's friend who wants to come along, for many reasons; one, we'll get laughed at or told that ghosts aren't real, and two, so if anyone does believe in it, they won't tell us to stay back. I don't think we're gonna hurt the ghost. All we're doing is seeing if they're there or not with unfinished business.

The ending of Friday's school day had end and the school was out quickly. Mabel ran out, saying she's gonna hang out with Leni to help her with her latest outfit. I had no problem with that. I was glad to see my sister getting along with other people, especially our neighbors. It was then I realized how we can truly trust them.

I made my way to the sidewalk, and headed to where the direction was for the elementary. Children ran out as well, desperate to reach their cars where their parents picked them up and the bus routes. Two teachers stood out waving to the kids to have a great weekend. It wasn't too long when I found the white hair boy run towards me, along with a kid who wore glasses and was sweating. "Hey Dipper!" said Lincoln, pumping his fist to me against mine. "Ready to look up some deaths of dead people?"

"You know it." I told him. Wow, Mabel was right; friendship does make you a different person to make yourself proud. Maybe that pony show she watches isn't so bad.

The kid behind Lincoln had finally caught up to us, but looked as if he was about to faint from all the running. Luckily he was able to stay conscious. Once he had caught his breath, he looked at me and said, "You must be Dipper." He then leaned his hand to mine to shake. "The name is Clyde, Clyde McBride: man of action and romance."

This kid really had a positive self esteem, and that was a good sign for him when he's older. I smiled at him. "Nice to meet you Clyde."

When he pulled away, he spoke again. "Now just a quick mention I should let you know, I do intend to lose a lot of nostril blood so if you like your shoes, you gotta be careful."

I blinked at him confused, then turned to Lincoln. "Oh, Clyde just has 'moments' that causes his nose to bleed when he's around Lori. It's a long story."

Somehow I already had an idea what they mean. "A-Alright then." I replied.

"Well we better get going. I promise my dads I'd be back around eight before sundown."

Dads? Wait..

"Well technically it's before seven, but you're right buddy." Lincoln agreed. "Plus I'm sure Dipper's parents would-"

"What you guys doing?" asked a fourth voice.

What is with all these random voices that make me jump out from my thoughts or from conversation?! But I wasn't too freaked out as I turned to see a smiling Lola Loud looking at us curiously.

"Lola? What are you doing here?" Lincoln asked.

"Lori didn't pick me up. What you guys doing?" She was so quick after that first sentence, and how on earth did Lori forget to pick her up?

"We're just going to the library." Clyde said to Lola, being as polite as he can be.

"Ooh! Can I come?"

"Why?" Lincoln asked.

She then giggled. "Duh! So I can make sure nothing happens to my big brother and his friends! And we barely hang out so I want to hang out with you guys."

"Sorry Lola." said Lincoln. "This is for big boys and well, I don't think you'll like what we're looking for exactly."

She blinked at him once her smile fell. "Okay, firstly, you're not a big boy until you get chest hair Lincoln, and second, I'm just curious to see what my big brother does is all. Is that sooo bad?"

"Actually yeah." he had no hesitation when he said that. "Usually that means you want to tattle on us."

She gasped. "How could you possibly think of me as an image of pure evil. I've changed, you know that." It was silent for a moment. She spoke again. "Okay you have a point, but I want to come!"

"Lola no. You're not going." Lincoln said, losing his patience towards her stubborn voice. Clyde and I looked at each other, unsure of what we should do right now. Should we do the same and tell her to go home or what?

Her eyes had shrinked as her expression was now nothing but a sad face. Her eyes begin to water and she whimpered her lower lip, trying the seal a deal with her big brother. "You never let me come along!"

"That's because you were never interested before of where we were going." he told her.

That didn't change anything in her eyes. I get it that maybe tattling on your siblings does make you lose trust from them, but we are only going to the library. Now that I think about it, what's the worse that Lola can do? Right? "Uh Lincoln." I said as I placed my hand on his shoulder to keep him calm. "Why don't we let her come along just this once?"

He twitched and turned towards me. "You're kidding?"

I serenely smiled at him, assuring him I wasn't. "Sometimes spending time with your younger siblings isn't so bad, even if she doesn't get it completely." I wasn't really too good on persuading to be honest with you.

"Besides, it's only the library Lincoln," Clyde added. "What's the worst Lola can do?"

Lincoln stayed silent for a moment, probably surprised at how we agree to let his little sister come along. I understood him. Being alone with your friends is nice sometimes, but I'm sure it wouldn't be bad if one of your siblings comes along. Mabel and I have had no problems whenever both of us went over to their noisy home, or even just one of us. Plus, what's Lola gonna know about what we're doing? She's not silly or too small to understand, but I'm sure she'll lose interest eventually.

He looked back towards a puppy eye Lola and sighed. Then he said, "Okay fine. You can come Lola, but you better behave. I won't have another supermarket episode like the last time I brought all of you there."

That mention (that I'll have to look up on) didn't seem to bother her. She was pleased and hugged her brother saying 'thank you' over and over. Then we were off.

I had barely been around Royal Woods, other than the school and our neighborhood, so seeing all buildings that held malls and supermarkets was indeed intriguing. We did stop by at some point to get a smoothie from Flip's, a pretty obvious rip off guy who only either buys the stuff or grabs stuff from his home to make money claiming he did it all himself. Is it just me, or does he remind anybody of my grunkle Stan? We each got our own and sat down to relax. Clyde and Lola had some fun making lots of bubbles with their drinks as Lola challenge he brother to making more bubbles than him. He rejected the challenge however, so Clyde offered it. I was thankful not to be included as I'm not too well on challenges myself.

When we were done with our smoothies, we continued our path to the library. The place was pretty big and the lady at the front desk seemed a bit irritated for some reason. We had found the computers and began our search. We sat in our own seat and began searching through the web of nearby and possible recent deaths in Royal Woods. I found barley much as the internet was filled with hidden documents that police hid away from the online world. Every so often, me and Lincoln would look over Lola's shoulders - she was in between us - to see what she was doing. I only did it to be sure she wouldn't exactly be questioning what we're doing or looking at something inappropriate. All she did was play a few games. That was a good sign to me.

Clyde at some point mentioned a prison that was downtown in Texas that was filled with evil spirits, but we rejected it immediately. One, because it's in Texas and we don't have the money to go down to the south, and two, a prison with evil spirits isn't such a good idea for us. We may know a lot about ghosts but not experts to where we can handle dangerous entities. So we went back to work. Lincoln felt he wasn't getting much from online, so he began searching through some books. I wasn't too sure if it was possible that you can look up deaths in a library, but then again I never knew it was possible to be pregnant with eleven kids each year. Then again, I wasn't getting much online either, and neither was Clyde.

"What you looking about Dipper?" I turned my head to see Lola looking at me, smiling wide and blinking her eyes so her lashes could do a flap. It was very adorable, I'll admit. "Oh, uh…" I wasn't sure what to tell her. I mean, I know she probably isn't interested in ghosts or anything supernatural, but I should be careful with six year olds as they can get into something they shouldn't. "Just looking up.. Some historical documents." I lied.

She let out a 'oooh' from my answer. "You really must some genius huh?" She said.

"Well, I wouldn't necessarily say that, but thank you. I just like some science, history thingys.." See? Told you I was terrible at lying.

But she bought it. "So cool! Can I sit on your lap, Dippy?"

Somehow my usual cringe at the nickname had vanished when she would call me that. "Sure."

She then reached up on my legs and climbed up to be in a sitting position. I wasn't sure how to find this as; adorable, or really random? From what Lincoln and Lana has told me, Lola can be a bit bossy and demanding at times. Not to mention someone said snobby as a joke one time. It was probably Luan. They would tell me to be careful not to get on her bad side or she'll make life a nightmare. But from what I've witness, she's actually really sweet. Maybe the demanding part can be true, read from the second chapter at the end, but is a angel.

"Hey Dipper?" She said.

I looked at her. "Yes, Lola?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

I blinked at the random question. No one really asks me that. "Uh.. no. Why?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, no reason." Then she turned around and asked to type something in the keyboard for a minute. I let her and she began to type.

I then decided to ignore her question as it was probably from a child's curiosity. Afterall, Lori has her boyfriend, Bobby, so maybe Lola was curious to see who else has a partner. She's probably already asked all her siblings, minus Lily and Lisa, and my own twin if they did. Then that made me wonder if anyone else had a special someone other than their eldest sister.

She had finished her typing and showed me a page that was pink. VERY pink. There were tiaras on the side and ribbons of purple and white, and the title of the website, "MISS PRIM AND PERFECT". It was then I realized it was a pageant page. There were bio of the girls who have competed for years, Lola being one of them, and what they expect from a miss Prim and Perfect. I was never really a big fan of these show, unlike my sister. She always wanted to compete, but we never had the money in California to do so. We always made up our own runways and play pretend for pageants as Mabel found it fun. I was always the guy with the microphone, and was glad to. I think this was the only few games that we played that didn't require me to wear anything silly.

"Oh, Miss Prim and Perfect pageant." I read the page to show Lola I wasn't ignoring her. "I heard that you compete in that Lola."

She turned to me. "I sure do, and I win every year!" she said.

Despite the fact that pageants to me are ways for a girl to be brainwashed into being perfect people, I thought it was pretty sweet that Lola participated in these. No wonder she never worries of feeling so different. Her parents and siblings must be proud. "Why that's awesome." I told her.

"This year they're really making it tough on us. They're want us to show something that will blow people's minds, and so far everything I've done," she paused a moment. "Okay, a few girls as well, has blown people away." She then looked at her hands in her own lap and had a look of worry. This was new. I've seen Lola sad before, but never worried. "But I am a bit worried that I might not do well by next month for the pageant."

I'm surprised they let kids do this when Christmas was close by, even though it's still November. But that didn't matter. What mattered was the worry in Lola. Perhaps it's like a grade point for her to get better year after year, kinda like when you reached sixth grade, you may as well say goodbye to recess. There has to be more time working than playing when you're in Junior High. But either way, Lola was scared.

"I'm sure you'll do wonderful Lola." I assured her, placing my hand on her little shoulder and gave it a little shook. She looked at me, eyes still a little frightened. "Are you sure?"

"I know you'll do great. Trust me. If you've won many pageants before, you have nothing to worry about sweetie." That's a word I'll never repeat again… I think.

Her cheeks had grown a bit red, and her smile grew big at me. At last, there was no more worry in Lola Loud. She then reached up towards my neck with her tiny arms and pulled me in for a hug, thanking me over and over again. "You're really the best Dippy!" She said.

I patted her back, then she pulled away. That smiled loved to show off that gap tooth of her's. I'll have to ask her or Lana how that happened. "Hey! Would you like to come to the pageant next month to see me perform? It would be really great if you can!"

I blinked at her, unsure how to answer this...

Like I mentioned earlier, I am not a fan of pageants. Even sitting and watching through the TV is pretty boring as the girls were pretty much pretending to show those shiny pearls they call teeth.The only exciting thing that came out of it was Mabel's over joy throughout the show. Other than that, it was the candy and popcorn that kept me entertained. Anyways, a part of me wanted to reject the offer. But then the other figured that it would make Lola happy and that it wouldn't hurt to watch some little girls walk on a runway to looking like princesses.

Not to mention those puppy eyes of hers. They grew wide and her eyelashes had batted their wings to make a feeling of guilt enter in me. There was no way out of this, is there?

"... Okay. Sure, I'll come."

A squealed that she had held in for so long escaped with a loud squeal. "Thank you-"

"Lola shush!" Her brother whispered as he looked at us annoyed. "We're in a library so we have to be quiet. I thought I told you to behave."

She gasped at him, her face turning to a bit angry, for even a little girl her age couldn't handle. "I am..!" she stopped her loud voice before it echoed through the ears of strangers from the other side of the book shelf. She softened her voice when she spoke again. "I am behaving Lincoln. I'm just inviting Dipper to my upcoming pageant."

"Well Dipper is a bit busy right now." he told her, coming towards us with a book in his hands. "Besides, I found something guys."

"You did?" I blinked surprised. So you can find death documents in books of the library?

Clyde, on the other hand, jumped from his seat from Lincoln's discovery and fell backwards with the chair breaking his fall. We stared at his sudden jump until he stood up finally, and shook the dust off of him. "I am very proud of you commander Lincoln. Good work." he said. His eyes barely looked to being awake behind those glasses and he looked like he could fall back any moment.

This library must be that quiet to make someone fall asleep.

Lincoln smiled at him. "Yep. Check it out you guys." He took his hands together to open to the page of where he was at. Me and Clyde stood up, along with me putting Lola down and let her stand up, and walked to our white hair friend to look into the book he held. There was a page with a few pictures of a family of four and a large home. It looked as if it had neighbors of some sort, but there was no one in the picture with the house. There were some splatters everywhere on the page where the written text was in. "According to this," Lincoln explained. "This house was known to be one of the most haunted houses in Royal Woods Butterfly Lane. There used to be a family inside until the mother killed all the kids and her husband, along with committing suicide. People said they use to see her by the window talking to someone but didn't see another person there."

I looked over to Clyde to witness his reaction at this. As expected, he was shock. "Wow," he said. "A mother killing all her family members. That's cold."

"Agree buddy." Lincoln agreed. So did I. Then he continued. "Rumor does have it that people who use to go by the neighbor would see her pacing around and around through the living room window with an axe in her hand. They weren't too sure if they found anything on the blade because of the curtains, but they know she's still there…"

"You mean, as a s-spirit?" Clyde asked.

"Sounds about right." I said, reaching for my backpack to grab my blue journal. I began to turn through the pages, feeling their eyes watch me. Once I found the page of the categories of ghosts, I asked Lincoln, "Does it say anything in there why she murdered them all?"

Lincoln looked back through the pages, turning his face to be disappointed. "Afraid there's nothing in there Dipper."

"Hmm.. That's gonna be a bit tricky finding what category of a ghost she is in order to look out if she's a category ten or nine."

"Maybe we should look for some other death document." suggested Clyde. It was clear he didn't want to get involved with a ghost without knowing if it's safe or not.

"Aw come on guys. This is the only one closeby, and who knows? Maybe she's not so evil as a ghost."

"When you murder someone before you die, it's pretty much a sense they're possibly evil, Lincoln." I told him.

"Yeah.. but come on. Let's just try it."

"Just what exactly are you guys even doing?"

Our eyes had locked onto Lola, realizing she was still here. I still didn't find this to be much of a problem since she was so young, but Clyde and Lincoln looked a bit nervous to telling her what we're actually doing. Then again, I get that maybe she'll tell her parents and they'll be very upset with their son for going somewhere without their permission. But honestly, Lola still doesn't seem to get that we're are planning to meet this spirit.

Then an imaginary light bulb flashed in my head.

"Oh we're just looking up some essay research for these two," I said, patting her small head when she turned to me. I watched the two boys looked at me, unsure of what I was talking about. "..so they'll get to present their essay Monday since they didn't get to do it today."

"What kind of essay involves murders and ghosts?" she asked me. Oh is she good.

"Ones that involve pronunciation when reading in front of the whole class. They have to be sure these two can read with no problem." I said.

I honestly didn't think she would buy it, but she did. And it was better than nothing She smiled at me and said, "Ohh okay." Then she turned back to her big brother. "Well Lincoln, I'm getting a bit tired. Can we go home now?"

Lincoln smiled, letting his sweat finally vanish before Lola had noticed. "Uh yeah. Probably best we do go home. We've been here for nearly an hour anyway and some food sounds good." He turned towards his best friend. "Clyde, you mind checking out the book. I doubt the lady at the front is gonna let us since Lisa hasn't paid her fines for her books yet."

'If that's true, then why did she let them in here?' I thought.

"Sure thing buddy." said Clyde. He walked towards Lincoln and grabbed the book from his hands to make his way to the front desk. Lincoln then grabbed his little sister and we both made our way to the exit waiting for the book to be ours.

It took a while as Clyde had to get a library card from the lady as he's never been to the public library before. Lincoln carried Lola throughout our walk, asking if he can borrow some money to buy us some food. It became an argument between the two of who should order. Me and Clyde were pretty much quiet as this was going on. Though this did give me the opportunity to ask him..

"So," I turned my head towards him. "When you say 'dads', you mean you have two dads right? No mom?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just wanted to make sure in case I heard wrong." I have no problem with a man loving another man or a woman loving another woman. I just didn't want to be miscorrected about something and then get in trouble.

Eventually Lola and Lincoln came into the conclusion of letting Lincoln buy the food as he was older and he knew what was on the little menus. Since I haven't been here for too long, I don't know how everything works. We only ordered the dollar menu stuff, with me getting some delicious fries and burgers. Lincoln and Clyde got the same thing as Lola got herself some apple slices. She concluded she wasn't too hungry. We had began to walk again, this time with Lola walking instead. I guess I wasn't around as they were arguing about something again and I missed it as the two were quiet. I whispered to Clyde if he knew, and he didn't.

We arrived to Lincoln and Lola's house first as they're closer to me and Clyde is safe to walk by himself, plus Lola was getting a bit more tired as the sun was coming down. We were in the corner parts of the sidewalks where the Pines and Louds were in opposite directions, so I could go my separate way without having to walk all around the neighborhood.

Lola had then decided to stop and turned around to face us. "Thanks for letting me come along guys.." then she turned to me. "And thank you for such a fun day Dippy."

I smiled at her as she smiled back at me. "It's no problem Lola."

"Yeah, we are always open for guests to come." Clyde chimed in with a proud smile. "Like Dipper."

Lincoln looked at him confused. "Clyde, he wasn't a guest." he pointed out.

With that, Clyde's eyes blinked in realization. I let out a small laugh, to show I had no hard feelings. Then I felt my arm being held tightly by a pair of small arms from Lola. She smiled widely as she gave me this arm hug and nuzzled into my arm. I smiled awkwardly at how this became, and how Clyde and Lincoln were both staring at the little pageant queen.

She pulled away from me and told me, "You're the nicest boy ever!" Then with a wave goodbye, she left for her house with a big smile.

I gotta say, I never thought I'd see her this happy looking. She was really glowing and very chirpy. It made me pleased seeing her that way than what could have happened if we told her to go home.

Then I heard giggling from the two next to me. I only stared at them confused. "What? What's so funny?" I asked.

Lincoln was the first to speak. "Uh, nothing." was his response.

Before I could say anything else or even ask without taking no for an answer, Clyde spoke up. "Well, I better get going. My dads are planning on making some turkey for dad's sister engagement since she came over yesterday."

"Oh yeah! Tell her I said hi." Lincoln told Clyde, getting nod in approval from his best friend. "Alright then, we still set up to find that house in Butterfly Lane right guys?"

"You bet." I said, forgetting about what I was gonna say before. "I'll be sure to bring the categories and some lights so we know what we're dealing with."

"Perfect. Clyde, you're gonna bring your camera and microphone right?"

"No problem." he said.

"Then it's settled: tomorrow, we will enact Operation Find the ghost to prove to others that ghosts are real and we can greet other spirits from the other side, and also think of a shorter name for this operation… into action!"

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's Note: thanks again for reading guys! Who's all excited for Valentine's Day? I am for sure! I have not much to say as I have left school and am about to lose signal. Later and see you guys in chapter 5!