Ch:5 Explanation

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>Robbie<

As soon as we step through the door, we are crowded by four teenage girls, a smiling mother, a scowling father and two great uncles all bombarding us with questions. Eventually, Dipper gets frustrated with everyone.

"I would be able to answer your questions if everyone would be quiet!!" He yells. Suddenly, it's completely silent. I swear you can hear a pen drop. Dipper let's out a soft sigh. "Now, I think it would be best to move this conversation to the living room. What we need to talk about is very important..." Everyone nods and we all make our way to the other room. Wow, they really fixed up the place, were that old recliner used to be no sits a three person couch and there is an extra love seat to the right of the TV that faces the center of the room and in the center now sits a coffee table. I think they may have also changed the wallpaper but I can't really tell. Either way the walls are now a bright yellow that makes the room seem bright and happy. We all file in and everyone takes a seat, either on one of the couches or in the floor. Dipper and I stand in front of the TV.

"Okay... let's see. First off, I ran into... Bill today..."

"WHAT?!" I wince at Mable's loud yell. Bill? That triangle guy?

"Dipper.. are you sure. Because, if he is back here then there must be something big happening." Stanford asks, sitting forward in his place on the couch. Dipper nods and crosses his arms, leaning against the wall.

"The weirdest thing was that he didn't want anything from me. He showed me this human form of his, told me Robbie was in town, and then left." He shrugs. "He didn't try to make any deals, possess me, or even speak a word about the journals." Stanford rubs his chin and gives a quiet hmm.

"Strange. Very strange." Mabel raises her hand as if we are in a classroom. Dipper points to her.

"Yes Mabel?" She quickly points to Dipper's neck.

"What's up with those bumps on your neck?" There's a loud gasp from Stanford and next thing I know, my back is against the wall and there is a small dagger pressed to my neck. There is a burning sensation and I know the dagger has been dipped in holey water. I squint my eyes and let out a hiss of pain.

"Stanford! What are you doing!" Dipper's mom yells from behind him.

"You bloodsucking bastard! You bit my nephew!?" Everyone in the room goes silent. Mabel turns to Dipper.

"He's a vampire? And he bit you?!" Ford grabs my shoulder and shoves me against the wall again with a little more force. I wince and hiss again.

"Did you even consider the consequences?! What if he turns!?" He adds some pressure to the blade. There is a sharp pain and the feeling of something wet running down my neck.

"Gruncle Ford stop! I'm not gonna turn!"

"Dipper this is serious!"

"Well so am I. I read the journal Ford. Trust me. I'm not gonna turn..." Dipper walks over to us and grabs Stanford's wrist. "Please... don't hurt him..." Ford moves his gaze to the brunette before slowly lowering the dagger and stepping away. Dipper quickly turns to me and observes my neck. He looks up at me with worried eyes. "Are you okay? The cut's not healing."

"That's because I had the dagger blessed and soaked in holey water." Mabel quickly stands up and runs to the doorway.

"Brb I'll get the first aid kit!" Within seconds she comes back with a little white box. Dipper grabs my hand and walks me over to the now vacant love seat. Mabel hands him the kit and he soon gets to work on cleaning the cut before wrapping some gos around my neck.

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