It was early on Saturday morning when I heard a knock at the front door. I sleepily got out of my bed, thinking about what Dipper and I had talked about last night. We would probably both be gone by the end of the summer; and we would only be seventeen.
I opened the door, not caring that I was in my pjs when I heard the familiar chuckle. "You're dressed rather improperly."
"Dipper!" I exclaimed. "That's rude."
"You're wearing your pjs." He pointed out.
"That's not the point." I sighed. "Why are you here?"
"I've come up with an idea." He walked right past me and into the living room. He pulled his laptop onto the table, leaving me to guess why he had brought the thing, and loaded it up. "I was thinking last night, and I thought up something we could do to live out the rest of our summer and have no regrets."
"What is it?" I asked, looking around, making sure Gideon wasn't listening in.
He pointed to his laptop and I looked over his shoulder.
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I wrinkled my nose, "a blog?"
"Think about it, if we blog and ask people to give us dares to do, we won't have a boring summer." He explained. "I've already started working on our profile, but I figured I'd need your input so what do you want?"
I looked over the site, "first we need a picture to post of us for our background image and to post." I took out my phone and held it at an angle. "Here, smile!"
He was too busy looking at the computer when I snapped the picture, but it still looked pretty amazing.
"Post it." He murmured, tapping away on the keyboard.
I quickly posted it and smiled, "how do we look?"
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He stared at it for a moment, "you--we look great." He said. "Now what do you think about this for our first post?"
I read it over and shook my head. "This is supposed to be fun!"
After a few minutes, we'd come up with a good first post and posted it on our blog.
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"This is great!" I smiled, "Dipper you're a genius!"
"I'd like to think so." He replied smugly. "Any ways, we shall wait for the dares to come flooding in. Get the app so you can see what comes in as well." He gathered up his stuff and walked to the door.
"Where are you going?" I asked, following him to the door.
"I have other business to attend to." He said rushed, and kind of like he rehearsed it so it would sound natural. Only, it didn't.
