Chapter 14

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Y/N's pov:


I stare at my own reflection in the window from the outside looking in. Was that a pimple? 

"Y/N!!!!" I turn my head to the loud screams coming from the pathway leading to the Shack. A young teenager is screaming on the top of her lungs dressed like a Medieval times female pioneer. 

"Yes Mable?" 

The girl rushes at me full speed, so fast I actually back up a bit as she's suddenly standing right in front of me. I can't help but blush at how my personal space has been infiltrated so fast. "Y-yes?"

"Why haven't you changed yet?" I blink a few times. "Changed for what? Wait I don't have to wear something the same as you're wearing right?"

No offence but I don't want to wear those silly puffed up pants with green and darker green stripes, a white shirt with a cat  typewriting and a leather jacket. Not to mention the giant hat on her head that looked like it belonged in cartoons for presidents. That's not really my style. I just got here, I don't want to make a fool out of myself.

Mabel gives me a big grin and grabs a hold of my hand before pulling me to my room. I stare at the outfit on my bed and I can't believe it. Who knew everyone can find their style in old times if you look well enough for it? I notice Mabel slipping out of my room and I decide to change. I mean, she got me these clothes so the least I can do is try them on right? When I look in the mirror I can't believe it. I look dashing! Every timeline does have it's perks! 

 I look dashing! Every timeline does have it's perks! 

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I hear the door creaking behind me and I turn my head noticing Dipper staring at me with a giant blush on his face

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I hear the door creaking behind me and I turn my head noticing Dipper staring at me with a giant blush on his face. I had forgotten to close the door behind me, hopefully he didn't watch me change-. 

"W-woah you look great in that outfit-" 

"Uh, thanks? Mabel got it for me. You look umm proud." I can't help but grin. He looked kinda like Peter pan with spandex pants from Disney land. 

"Don't get me started. Gruncle Stan got me the outfit from a thrift store saying I could be Robin hood but I feel like a dork in it." 

"Aw don't be like that. At least you didn't get a witches costume to be a witch persecuted during the Medieval times." Dipper's head slight ducks as he cringes at the thought of it. "I guess I've got that going for me-. Anyway I came to get you so we can all get going."

I nod and walk downstairs and I instantly freeze. Why did I change? Everyone is staring at me. Wendy is the first to speak up. "Damn girl you look hot!" I duck my head embarrassed. "T-thank you? A-ah um thanks Mabel for getting me this outfit." 

Mabel looks at me and gives me a goofy smile. "While I appreciate you thinking it was me, all the praise should got to Gruncle Ford, he went on a rave yesterday to get you something last minute when Gruncle Stan realized you didn't have anything to wear-"

"Wait is that why I have this silly outfit?!" Dipper complaints but mutters something along the lines 'oh no yeah it's perfect thank you or whatever' when he notices gruncle Stan's dirty look. 

I softly giggle and hug the two Great uncles. "Thank you, I don't know how I could ever repay you!" 

"Ah shucks don't worry about it" "Paint money for me" They both look at each other as they replied, both seeming to need a minute to understand what the other just said. 

"Riiiiight- I'm going to go now- see you at the town once you finished that light-bulb invention you were talking about! Quick before we're not allowed to go anymore-" I grab Mabel's hand on my way out, running as if my life depended on it. All of us laughing all the way to town. I wonder if they have many good snacks-

I didn't even notice a figure observing us from the shadows of the trees looking at our every move. "Enjoy it while it lasts L/N, it won't be long until my preparations are ready and you'll play a big part of them."

I softly sneeze and turn my head, rubbing the back of my head.

"Are you ok dude?" I softly nod at the redhead. "It's nothing- I just-" feel like someone's watching me. "I'm just imagining things. Paranoia you know? Never leaves you alone after you've lived in the big city-" I laugh but can't shake the uneasy feeling of someone watching my every move.

(Can you guess who?)

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