...FILLER!

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Dipper opened his eyes quickly.

"I hate him...So much..." The hatted boy muttered.

He walked out of the forest quickly. He didn't want to run into any of the creatures there. He walked into the run-down shack, and saw his sister sitting at the dinner table with her head rested on her arms.

"Dipper...Why do you go out in the morning....?" She asked, uncharacteristicly sad.

"I just need time alone, I guess..." He replied.

"It's so boring without you.. Hang out with me more, okay?" The  Slightly-older replied

"Fine..."

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