Mabel had trouble sleeping that night she was way too excited. She woke herself up by accidentally rolling off her bed.
"Ow," she groaned.
She had so many blankets tangled around her so she couldn't see; she had to repeatedly roll around on the floor to free herself. She glanced at her bedside clock, 6:30, The Shack opens at 8. She freed the rest of her body from her cotton prison and crawled over to her brother. He was on his side facing the wall with a blanket partially covering his face. Carefully, She moved the blanket just enough to see his eyes. She then began to repeatedly poke his forehead.
"Dipper, Dipper wake up," Mabel hissed.
Dipper groaned and mumbled, "Not now, chief, let me sleep."
"Dipper," Mabel said, this time much louder.
Dipper sat up and rubbed his eyes, "Huh, wha- Mabel?"
"Were you dreaming of being a detective again?"
"Yes, yes I was, and I was so close to solving the case this time," Last summer, Dipper began dreaming that he was a detective, and every time he got close to cracking the case, Mabel would wake him up.
"Oops." Mabel apologized. "Rock, paper scissors?" She asked. Since they both shared a room, every morning they'd wake each other up and play one round of the game, whoever won got to change clothes first.
Dipper raised his hands and pounded his fist into his palm three times Mabel did the same.
"Rock," Said Dipper
"Ha, yes! Paper beats rock, I win!" She proclaimed happily.
Dipper got up and made towards the door, "How can paper beat rock? That doesn't make any sense," he said before exiting.
Dipper decided to use this time to brush his teeth, and entered the bathroom. He removed his brush from the cabinet and began to clean his teeth.
When Dipper finished, he returned to the door and leaned up against it.
"Ya done yet?" he asked.
Mabel pulled open the door, causing Dipper to fall to the ground.
"Yep," she said as she began walking to the bathroom.
Dipper rubbed his head and entered the attic. He changed his clothes into what he wore on a daily basis and left the room, heading downstairs. The old stairs creaked at every step. Dipper reached the bottom and entered the kitchen where he found a single sheet of paper on the table.
Went to go get groceries because we are out of everything. Didn't want to wake you up
-Stan
Dipper's stomach grumbled in disappointment as he read the note, there's got to be something around here, he thought. Dipper began rummaging through the fridge; he found some slightly expired milk. Just to be sure, he uncapped the jug and sniffed it; it smelled fine so he put it on the table. Next he started looking through the cupboards and found some Pitt brand cereal. He then laid out some bowls and utensils for him and his sister, and made himself some cereal.
He lifted to spoon to his mouth and dumped the cereal inside; upon chewing he spat out the cereal in disgust. The cereal was just peach pits, that's all it was. Dipper put Mabel's unused bowl and utensils away, and washed his own.
Mabel came bouncing down the stairs; her hair flew up and down at every step.
"Dip, where's my food," she asked.
Dipper pointed to the note on the table.
Mabel picked it up and read it, "Aww," she groaned.
"How long ago do you think he left," she asked
As if to answer her question, the door opened and Grunkle Stan walked in.
"Ah, kids, you're up," He said upon seeing the twins in the kitchen, "How about you come help me bring the groceries inside."
The twins walked outside and grabbed the groceries out of the car's trunk, and laid them out on the table, and put them all away.
Mabel grabbed one of the bags in the center of the table opened it, and gasped, "Puffy stickers!" She said as she withdrew a bag of stickers. She carefully read the label on the bag of stickers, "Ooooh extra adhesive," She said while looking at Dipper malevolently.
"Mabel, no," Dipper said as she approached him.
"Yes," she said as she began to run at him.
She chased her twin up the stairs and into the attic, leaving Stan to put away the rest of the groceries. She cornered him against the wall of the room. Dipper's eyes frantically searched for an escape, and he ducked under Mabel's arm, and ran for the door, but instead found himself on the floor with his sister on top of him. Mabel peeled the back off of one of her stickers and hovered her hand over his face.
"Nooo!" Dipper shouted.
Dipper grumbled as he walked dejectedly down the stairs, his face covered in puffy stickers. Mabel yelped victoriously behind him, her sweater covered in stickers.
There was a knock on the door, and Mabel ran to the entrance and opened the door, revealing her two best friends, Candy and Grenda.
"Dipper, come say hi," Mabel shouted.
Dipper walked over and greeted Mabel's friends who greeted him back. They didn't question Dipper's stickers. When you hang out with Mabel, things like that become normal.
"We're having a sleepover at Candy's house tonight," Mabel informed her brother, before running upstairs with her friends.
Dipper sat on the roof flipping through the pages of Journal 3, he's already seen everything the journal has to offer, but he read through it again anyway. He must've lost track of time because the door to the roof opened and Wendy came up. Dipper didn't notice until she spoke.
"'Sup dude," she said.
Dipper jumped and shut the journal.
"Hey Wendy," he said.
"I've been looking all over for you, I guess I probably should've checked here first," she said
"What do you need?" Dipper asked.
"Just to return something"
"What do you mean?"
"This," Wendy withdrew a worn out leather bound book from her pocket, "You left it on your bed last summer."
Dipper took the book and turned it over in his hands, "I didn't leave a book here," he said.
"Hmm, maybe you just forgot,"
"Wendy! Get back to work," Stan called from below.
Wendy groaned, "Got to go," she said before exiting the roof.
Dipper opened the book, but it was completely blank, every page. Then he got an idea, "Invisible ink," he said aloud. Dipper got up and went inside to the attic; he stopped at the door and knocked.
The door opened a little and Mabel stuck her head through.
"What'cha need?" she asked.
"Can you hand me the black light?" Dipper asked.
"Sure thing, bro," She disappeared inside the room, and returned a few seconds later and handed him the light.
Dipper thanked Mabel and headed into the bathroom with the book and the light. He turned off the light and turned on the black light. He opened the book and shined the light on the blank page. The black light began to hum and grow hotter; Dipper dropped the light and the light exploded in midair.
Dipper jumped back in surprise, and yelped in pain as shrapnel embedded itself in his skin. He closed the book and picked up the pieces of the shattered light and threw them in the trash bin. He turned the bathroom light back on and looked at the book, now he was certain there was something special about it but he just couldn't figure out what. He put the book in his vest and left the bathroom.
Dipper lay on the porch's couch flipping through the pages of a mystery novel he was reading. It was now pretty late, but still light outside, Mabel and her friends were now at Candy's house. He was just getting to the climax when someone cleared his or her throat. Dipper looked up from his book to find someone standing over him. He immediately recognized him as the kid from the diner, except now his clothes were torn and he had bruises forming on his face.
"You again," Dipper grumbled, "look, I'm not buying it, go tell Pacifica her little prank isn't going to work."
"This isn't a joke, Dipper, please you need to listen to me."
"I'll listen, but I'm not buying it," said Dipper.
"Dipper please, you need to get your sister and leave by tonight before it's too late," the boy pleaded
"Not buying it," Dipper said, returning to the pages of his novel.
"Dipper, you don't understand, you need to leave."
"Seriously dude, why don't you waddle on back to Pacifica, and tell her it isn't going to work," Dipper said, annoyed.
"Fine, Dipper, but you'll regret ignoring me," he said, frustrated.
"I'm sure I will," he said as the boy left.
Dipper returned to his reading, but looked up again as he caught something moving out of the corner of his eye. He got up and walked inside frustrated because he could not seem to read without being interrupted.
Dipper had no idea how truthful the boy's words really were
Oooh plot is BUILDING, needles to say, I'm excited to release chapter 3
Thank you so much for reading, please review, see you next chapter!
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