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Headhunters Part 1
Dipper and Mabel were downstairs watching a show about a duck who is a detective.
"That duck is amazing." said Mabel.
"Not bad, but we can do better." said Dipper.
"Are you saying we can outwit the duck detective?"
"Sure, I mean, we've seen tons of supernatural stuff around here. Plus, we got Sues and Wendy on our team, man."
They hear Stan scream.
Dipper gasps and says "We're under attack!
Dipper and Mabel charge upstairs and barge into Stan's office.
"What happened?" asked Dipper. "Did Gideon finally break in and steal our money!?"
"No, worse! My wax statue of Abraham Lincoln has melted! Who opened the shades?" shouted Stan.
"I wasn't in here." said Dipper. "It could've been Mabel, she's silly and makes accidents some..."
Mabel smacks Dipper on the back of the head.
"Wise guy." she said.
"Well I had to say something, didn't I?" said Dipper.
"I don't care who did it, I care that my Abraham Lincoln statue melted and it's irreplaceable!" shouted Stan.
"I know." said Mabel. "I can make you a new wax statue. One that's way better then the Abraham Lincoln one."
"I don't know. I've seen you and Dipper go off into the woods sometimes just to look for stuff that isn't real."
"Come on, Gruncle Stan, give me a chance." Mabel said now making puppy-dog eyes. "Please."
Stan tries to look away, but just can't resist.
"Ugh, fine!" said Stan.
"Hooray!" shouted Mabel.
Dipper and Stan leave the room.
"Is your sister really gonna make something out of wax?" asked Stan.
"How should I know? I sometimes go out in the woods and sometimes go out with Wendy." said Dipper.
After about three hours of sculpting and hard work, Mabel finally finishes the wax statue.
"Guys! You can see it now!" called Mabel.
Dipper and Stan come into the room.
"Alright, so what did you make, Mabel..." Stan stops in mid sentence, and stares in awe at the wax statue of him.
"So...what do you think?" asked Mabel.
"I think I know who I'm watching TV with tonight!" said Stan.
"Holy cow! Someone in this house actually has artistic talent." said Dipper. "Did I just say that out loud?"
Later that night, Stan is watching TV with Wax Stan.
"I'm gonna go get something to drink. Don't do anything while I'm gone, not that you can." said Stan, leaving the room.
Upstairs, Dipper and Mabel are brushing their teeth.
"Hey, Dipper, wanna have a teeth brushing race?" asked Mabel.
"No way, man. You always beat me." said Dipper.
Then they hear Stan scream again.
"How much you wanna bet that scream is about the wax statue?" asked Dipper.
Dipper and Mabel go downstairs and see Stan looking down at something.
"Wax Stan! He's been...murdered!" shouted Stan, looking at the headless wax figure.
Mabel faints and falls into Dipper's arms.
"This would be way more better if it was Wendy falling into my arms." said Dipper.
The next morning, the police were over at the Mystery Shack, where Dipper, Mabel, Stan, Sues, Wendy, Sheriff Blubs and Deputy Dur-land, were looking at the headless wax figure on the floor.
"That's what he was like all night. I didn't even see the killer, but he dropped an axe." said Stan, holding up an axe.
"It feels like that axe was meant to cut off your head, Mr. Pines." said Sheriff Blubs. "Then again, who would want to kill You?"
"Somebody who's jealous of my success in the Mystery Shack, that's who."
Suddenly, the door bursts open, revealing the lumberjack, and Wendy's dad, Manly Dan, and his cute biker friend, Tyler.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE! I SAW THE POLICE COME HERE! IS MY LITTLE GIRL OKAY?" shouted Dan.
"I'm okay, Dad. Calm down. This has nothing to do with me." said Wendy.
"Oh. Good to know."
"Aw. I wanted to say 'get em, get em.'" said Tyler.
"Well...looks like we got ourselves a mystery, fellas." said Dipper. "And I'm gonna solve it, just like the greatest detective who ever lived."
"Sherlock Holmes?" asked Sues.
"Angela Lansbury." said Dipper.
Everyone, but Stan, cheers.
"Yeah, great. Let me know how that works out for ya." said Stan. "Call me when your done wasting your time."
Stan leaves the room, leaving everyone else in the room in silence, until Dipper breaks it.
"He seems to have less faith in me." he said.
"Well, you are 15 years old." said Deputy Dur-land.
"Point taken." said Dipper.
That's it for this chapter. But guess what? I'm adding a question. Here it goes: Who thinks that the police would let Dipper handle this mystery if he was 15? Please write in the reviews, all you Dipper fans out there, about how much you think 15 year old Dipper is like the sexiest detective ever. Oh wow, I'm beginning to sound like that You tuber I always watch. Anyways, I got things to do. I'll update on Friday. Ciao.
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