After the events of ,,weirdmageddon'' Mason Dipper Pines starts to act differently after they left back to their home Town
At first it was barely noticeable but as years go by he starts to distance himself from everyone he cherishes and start's to f...
In a small shack near the forest in Gravity Falls, Oregon. A man sat behind the cashier's table and looks to be reading a book.
The Book looks to be an Admiral shade of blue with a golden Pinetree in the middle, and golden linings in all ends with some steaky notes sticking out.
The said man looks to be over 20 years old, with a beautiful shade of hazelnut hair color paired. with Hazel green eyes with gold flick added to it.
He looks to his side right where the window is and frowns upon seeing a car stopping by the shack and knowing who it belonged to.
he sighed and closed his journal standing up from where he was sitting and putting down the journal at the counter before heading outside.
To greet his guests. he went to the door and grabbed its doorknob and turned it stepping outside then closing the door, he then waited at the pillars for the guests.
"Hey, dip'n dot!" The girl said to him grinning widely. the girl looked to be just like him with hazelnut hair and the same Hazel Green eyes, she looked to be in her late twenties as well.
The man chuckled softly upon seeing her once again. "Hey Mabel, how have you been?" He questioned giving her a quick hug before letting her go.
"Great actually! How about you Dipper? How have been holding up these past few months?.." Mabel asked concerned for her twin.
Dipper only sighed at that before smiling lightly at her, "I'm doing fine Mabel. I promise" he said trying to reassure his twin.
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I knew Mable didn't believe me when I said I was doing fine, after all, I haven't been doing okay, For many years now since coming here when we were 12.
It only started small like nightmares once every few days but, then it started to happen more often until I'd become more paranoid and refuse to sleep.
Our parents tried to get some help for me. Like getting me a psychiatrist but it has never gotten anywhere, in fact, it had gotten worse whenever they got close to figuring out what was wrong with me.
They ended up canceling, quitting, or resigning on us, but whenever our parents asked why they just looked at me scared and said I was a hopeless case.
It was until I was in my sophomore year that our parents decided to give up on me, seeing as I wasn't getting any better.
