dipper sat in his attic bed room, looking up at the clouded gray sky.
he just couldn't stop thinking about the journal, all the adventures it led them on, all the people they met because of it.
he grabbed it out from under his pillow and flipped threw it, landing on the page explaining ghosts.
his mind flooded with memory's of the day he saved pacifica from the vengeful spirit that attacked her and her family. the day dipper realized something, that pacifica wasn't all that bad; just... misunderstood.
dipper felt a little bad for her, she was so stuck up and bitter all because of her parents. but at heart, dipper knew she was kind.
and, not to mention how pretty she actually was...
wait.
dipper realized... he had a BIG crush on pacifica. but no one, no ONE, could ever know. especially not... mabel.
dipper being the idiot he is whispered "if she found out she would freak!"
"Who would freak?" Mabel said as she fell out of the closet
dipper jumped, turning around to look at mable wide eyed. "no one! ha no one would freak! freak about what, I dont knowww?
"you seem... nervus, dipper," mabel said grinning, "you wanna maybe, tell me something?"
"ugh, mabel, never mind. why where you looking in the closet anyways?" dipper questioned, trying to change the topic.
"OH DIPPER, you know why i was in the closet!" mabels voice turns to a whisper," I was looking for...INVISIBLE WIZARDS!!!!"
dipper looked at mabel like she had just clogged the toilet.
"really mabel, invisible wizards? there are no invisible wizards."
"Of course there's invisible wizards dipper! How do you explain those weird noises coming from the closet in the middle of the night?"
"Mabel... those are the pipes"
"ugh, what ever dipper. you'll regret not believing me when, someday, your looking for your shoes and get attaCKED BY AN INVISIBLE WIZARD!!!"
Dipper sighed, giving up to mabel and her wizard fetish, "ok mable, ok..."
Mabel's grin came back, "Now, dipper, what was that thing you where whispering about!?"
