YES, I'm still alive!
sorry to those who actually read this story, i know it's short but here's the new chap!
gravity falls does not belong to me.
*Flash*
Cameras went off.
"Mommy! , it scares me!"
"Don't worry, this hideous creature is stuck in this booth honey, it won t get you."
*Flash*
*Flash*
You watched as the 5TH group of gullible tourists walked by as they all put handfuls of money in to the bag in front of you. You sighed as you drummed your fingers on the glass, beyond bored. You fidgeted in the small box as more tourists came buy. As they left as quick as they came you heard voices talking to Stan, rather loudly.
"Grunkle Stan!, it's so crowded here! Ooh! Did we get a new exhibit!? DID WE DID WE?!"
a high pitched voice yelled as you winced from the noise.
"New exhibit?, I don't recall Stan forcing us to move things into the mystery shack..."
A lower voice replied, squeaking a bit.
"If you kids want to see it go ahead, it's in the corner, but on one condition, DON T LET IT OUT"
Don t worry Grunkle Stan, we won't
"Mabel, put down the glitter"
"pfft,What glitter?"
"The glitter you stuffed in your hair"
"Aww, so I have to?"
You slid down the box as you heard footsteps come closer. Practically laying on the floor out of site if someone would look directly in. You don't want to hear more kids make rude and strange comments at you and your painted face.