Chapter 5

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((A/N: Please don't kill me I had school and issues so I couldn't update!!! But here it is! :P ))

(Your POV)

We have five senses: Sight, Smell, Taste, Touch, and Hearing. I see the blinding sunlight from the window hitting my eyes, I smell bacon and pancakes that smell like B.O., I taste my dry lips crackling like a lizard's, I feel my blankets twisting my legs and arms, and I hear Mabel talking to Dipper.

I finally get up for real after smacking my lips and realizing the blanket will kill me if I don't.

"Uh heya, Dipper and Mabel. What's cooking?", I said sleepily.

"Grunkle Stan's making bacon and pancakes!", Mabel replied.

I shake my head and say, "Nah, I know that but I- *yawn* -mean the figurative way, as in what's happening?"

My eyes blink slowly as I wait for a reply but then Mabel shakes me.

"Woah, what the?!"

"Yeah, she didn't get much sleep Mabel", Dipper says analyzing me on my slouching and constant yawning.

"(Y/N)? Did you hear me say a word?", Mabel asked.

"Uh... Nope."

"Well I said stationary stickers!"

I turned my head with my eyes closed saying, "Really?"

Mabel nods and said, "You need wayyy more sleep if you're doing anything today! Anyways, what happened last night?"

I pft and say, "Whaddya mean? I slept without even noticing!"

"Because you were unconscious, (Y/N)", Dipper states.

"How insightful..."

Mabel scrunched her nose and said, "Guess the no sleep made you a bit rude and cranky huh?"

"There's no more pickles for treason...", I mutter falling to the side of the bed.

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I wake up easily and stretch my arms out revealing again the eye catching bracelet that means a treasure to me.

I get dressed and shuffle down the stairs to see Wendy by the register.

"Oh hey Wendy!"

Wendy looks over her magazine and says, "Hey dude, if you're looking for Dipper and Mabel, they're outside."

I say thanks and turn to the door with a faster pace now that I've slept more.

Mabel waves to me as I step out of the shack and I follow her to where we parked the golf cart.

"We have the poster copies, and a bunch of them! Wanna come with us to spread around the posters?", Dipper asked.

"Sure", I said and was given a heavy load of papers plopped into my hands. A few slid out but with the amount of copies we have, we could cover every door in this town completely with them.

I climbed onto the seat of the golf cart with Dipper and this time Mabel wanted to drive.

"Let's do this! Woot woot!", she yelled and sped off so fast I thought my lungs fell out from the force.

We raced amongst a bumpy road so I had to say, "S-s-l-loooh-ww d-a-a-own!"

She halted so sudden and turned to us and said, "Alright then, where should we go first?"

"Maybe the vet-", Dipper started until I cut in saying, "Hahahaha, nonononono, no!"

Dipper and Mabel looked at me weird and Mabel asked, "What? Why not? He could really help since he has a pretty big place! We can stick posters EVERYWHERE!"

I shake my head and say, "It's best not for me to tell..."

She shrugged and we continued down the road, this time, passing papers to people on the road and sidewalk. Some papers flew out from the back leaving a trail, which seemed to look dramatic.

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