PoV Dipper
I was sitting at the register when she approached me. The girl looked about my age and was dressed. Don't ask me anything else, she had very pretty boobs.
I tried to be respectful and not stare.
"Excuse me, sir. Hi.", she said nicely. Her voice sounded very pretty. I forced myself to look into her eyes, which turned out to not be hard. They were a pretty baby blue.
"How can I hold...help you?", I asked nervously. I can't believe I'm turning 21 soon and still can't talk to girls properly.
"I don't even know where to start, honestly. I saw something in the woods, some kind of statue and Mister Mystery said you'd be better at telling me it'd story.", she explained.
I told her that I would tell her everything in thirty minutes, when my shift ended. She looked excited and said she'd wait outside.
When my shift was over I heard excited blabbering from outside of the Shack. I looked around the corner.
The beautiful girl was sitting on our porch and trying to knit with Mabel.
"Damn it, you're so good at that! I couldn't even finish a damn washcloth!", she cried out, sounding more amused then upset.
"Well, I got a lot of practice! Oh, hey Dipper!", my sister called out.
"Hey you too! Should I come back later?", I giggled.
The girl put the knitting stuff down and jumped up, her skirt lifting just enough so I could spot the pants underneath it. Wasn't staring, prm.
"Hell no! Sorry Mabel, but while those hands work magic on boys, they don't on work on yarn. Besides, I am thrilled to know more about the statue!", the girl said.
"You got a dirty mouth.", I said without thinking.
"Well, maybe because I am, indeed, dirty minded, my fellow human.", she laughed.
"Yeah, well, uhm", I stammered.
"Mirja. My name's Mirja.", she introduced herself out of the blue. As blue as her wavy hair.
"Dipper. That's my nickname. My name's Mason, but everyone calls me Dipper.", I blabbered.
"So, Dipper. What's the secret of the stone triangle?", Mirja asked.
I puffed out my chest a little. "Hold onto your hat, my lady, you're about to get blown away by this story!"
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"So this insane triangle-"
"Bill Cipher."
"Bill Cipher. Bill was a demon that tried to kill you, but you all defeated him! That's so crazy and cool!", Mirja cheered.
I laughed a little and mentioned that it was hella scary for thirteen year olds.
"And you? What's your secret?", I then asked jokingly. We were sitting on the couch, drinking soda.
She laughed. "My secret is that I am lactose intolerant. It's so secret, I keep forgetting it myself!"
"Oh no, hide the milk!", I said.
For a few minutes Mirja was very quiet, as if her mood had changed, so I did the most logical ab dumb thing one could do.
I asked: "What brings you here anyway?"
"I didn't know where to go and just took a random bus. My Dad kicked me out and said I couldn't come back until I stop being a huge disappointment.", she explained.
But then she smiled again. "Well, I certainly don't know how to do that, so I will disappointment, but now with effort."
"Why did you come to the Mystery Shack?", Stan suddenly asked out of the doorframe.
"The town says it's a place full of wonder and mystery. I thought someone as odd as I would fit in. You know, my hair is naturally blue!", she was smiling so brightly and I didn't understand why. Maybe a coping mechanism.
"If you don't have a place to sleep you can stay here.", Stan suddenly said and Mabel stormed into the room and yelled: "PILLOW FIGHT!"
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