cryptids and cassettes

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“Mabel, I really don’t think we should be back here…” Dipper mumbles, nervous. There’s something nerve wracking about Grunkle Stan’s office, especially when they’re not supposed to be in there.

“Cmon, Dipper! Nothing’s gonna happen! Don’t be a chicken.” Mabel comments teasingly.

“I am not a chicken!” Dipper shoots back. “I’ll prove it, right now!” he says, looking around. “I'll- I'll open this closet!” Dipper marches over to the closet and pulls it open, a box falling onto his head, spilling open onto the floor.

“Woah… cassettes! Why do you think Grunkle Stan would have these?” Mabel asks, enthralled by the cassettes. “Ooh, what's this one?” Mabel reaches out to pick up a tape labeled “Instructions.”

Dipper looks over at her, alarmed “Mabel, don't touch that!” he bats her hand away. She persists, poking at the tape.

“Hey, another one!” Amongst all of the weird, old tapes containing God knows what, there's a similar tape, what makes it stand out is the big, red, marker title. “Instructions 2.” They both look at the cassette and back at each other.

“Mabel, I don't think someone randomly has two cassettes labeled ‘Instructions’ in their office… what're these for anyway? Why does Stan have these?” Dipper looks around questioningly.

"Looks like we're about to find out!” Mabel snatches one, much to Dipper's dismay. She pops it into the VCR, sitting down on the cold floor, ushering Dipper to sit next to her, waiting for the tape to load. Mabel kicks her feet, excited, while Dipper bites his nails.

“Mabel, I really don't think-” “Shhh! It's starting!” All Dipper could do was shut up and sit down.

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