Monsters Aren't Under The Bed They're Just Eating The Cold Pizza In Your Kitchen

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Stan's pov 

        I heard a noise that sounded like the back door opening. Then the noise of what almost sounded like hooves, then claws. I heard someone whisper and then someone else shush the other one. 

        I turned my head away from the noises and back to the tour I was giving. 

        "As I was saying, this is, uh, the eye that talks if you give it five dollars," I continued saying as people threw money at it. I had set it up to say things like ow and help I'm trapped and that kind of crap. I went off to investigate the noises from before. 

          I kept around the corner and froze when I entered the kitchen. Mabel was sitting down at the table chugging down water untill I came in. A pink fish tail was wrapped around a chair leg I followed it to where it attached to waist. She was wearing Dipper's hat that appeared to be sooping wet. Dipper's ripped up shorts were in a pile on the table next to her. Dipper was changed to. He had a deer body attached to him and looked like a centaur but instead of a horse body, he had a deer's as I said before. His ears were also deer ears, and we're now sticking strait up. He had been leaning up against the counter eating a carrot, but now was frozen in place. Wendy, looked normal, except for two red wolf ears the color of her hair. She now had a thick tail the same color as her ears. If fell a little past her knees and was now stick straight. She was holding a slice of cold pizza in her claw tipped hand. She lowered he hand.

          "H-hey Mr.Pines," Wendy said with a forced smile that showed off her new fangs.

          "What. Did. You. Do?" I said with my eyes wide. 

          "Wh-whould you expect camping trip gone wrong?" Dipper asked with a forced laugh. His ears were now pinned to his cheeks. 

           "No, I would not, and neither would your parents. I'll be back and you three had better got a darn good explanation by the time I get back. Also, Soos is here so he's gonna find out. Ok? Good." I said walking off. 

            "Aww crud," heard one of them say behind me, " how do we get out of this one?"

            "We don't."

            I walked over the intercom and yelled into it, "Everyone get out now! The Mystery Shack is now closed! That means you! Out!" I flipped the sign on the door to closed. 

            "Soos come with me." Soos followed me with a confused look. 

            "Ok?" He replied. 

             I wasn't necessarily mad at the kids and Wendy, mostly just concerned. And if anything I was honestly I bit scared about how the parents would react. If they found out I probably would never see them ever again.

             We walked back in and Soos gasped. 

             "Whoa, dudes, you look awesome! Cool costumes!" He said running over to Dipper and crouching down to get a better look at his legs. 

              "Uh, Soos? These aren't costumes," Wendy said as Soos walked over to her. 

              "Sure they are," he said grabbing her tail, "I mean, what did you do? Get cursed?" He yanked her tail hardly. She yelped in pain and stiffened up and jabbed out her elbows as she lowered her back quickly.

              "Soos! Don't do that! It's not fake!" She yelled at him. Then she released a growl. She slapped her hands over her mouth in disbelief and horror.

              "Actually, Soos that's probably what happened," said Mabel who then drank more water. 

              "What?" He said in disbelief.

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