I was still catching my breath. I put my hand to my throat where the arrow had brushed me. "Bill... you said that was...a dream?" Bill looked confused.
"What? Dream? What was?" I explained what had happened. His face lit up as I relayed the story. "Are you saying...? You almost died? HELL YEAH! How does it feel? Ha! This means I still have powers doesn't it? Doesn't it?!"
"Calm down. If you haven't noticed, all the effects were undone when you woke up. I don't think I would've died either. So okay yes. You do have some kind of powers but they're useless. I think I have an idea of how to fix this. Stay here.
"Not like I have much of a choice, but don't worry. I'll be good. If you don't mind you could bring me back a milk bone." His dark sarcasm almost made me feel bad, but there wasn't time for pity. I jogged back to the shack and ran in through the back door. Mabel must've heard me come in.
"Hey Dip! Check it out!" I peeked into the T.V. room just in time to hear Chandra announce,
"Suddenly disappeared without a trace of ever being there. Authorities are quoted upon saying the event was 'another one of nature's curveballs'. And now for sports." I smiled to myself. Thank god for the NMATA.
I grabbed a butterknife from the kitchen and slipped once again through the back door. I lookedalong the edge of the shack and spotted what I was looking for. It was a longshot, but any idea was better than no idea. I started to scrape at the olddried glue, peeling a long rope of unicorn hair off the siding. With the strandin tow, I jogged back into the woods.
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The Lemon Meringue Boy
أدب الهواة(Warning!: this book isn't and will never be finished, but enjoy what is here!)Dipper is so exited for summer vacation! Gravity Falls still needs cleaning. It starts out great, but takes a turn for the worst when he has a strange dream. He is shocke...
