~(Y/n)'s pov~
Poor dipping sauce.
Pinned to the floor.
By 13 year old girls.
Nice.
Mabel ordered the two girls to grab her makeup supplies and boy did they oblige.
The Grunkles had passed by our door, looked in, and ran past, avoiding Dipper's cries for help.
Today just wasn't Dippers day.
After an hour, they were pleased with their artwork and let him scramble away on all fours out the door.
A scream could be heard. Mabel, Grenda, and Candy giggled; Dipper had found a mirror.
*
"Guess who's face burns from scrubbing too hard with a paper towel!"
"No one gives a shit go sit down"
Dipper huffed and plopped down next to me on the couch. I swung my legs over his lap and gave him a closed eyed smile.
He sighed and accepted it, knowing I wouldn't let up any time soon.
The sun was slowly setting and the living room slightly became more darker by the minute. Neither of us bothered to turn on a light, it was way too far.
Pitch black. In a room filled with silence, with occasional giggling from upstairs. Grunkle Stan had hidden away in his room, Ford was in the basement, and Soos was.. somewhere.
I had a slight headache. It was sudden. It didn't bother me at the moment, then the pain was screaming- and so was I.
Dipper was asleep by now, by the look of his closed eyes; but not anymore, due to my screaming.
I collapsed on the ground and Dipper rushed to assist me; I passed out.
~~~~~Dream~~~~~
We'll meet again~
Don't know where~
Don't know when~
Oh, I know we'll meet again~
Some~
Sunny~
Day~
Oh great, it's him.
- A/N -
Ik ik I'm late af don't fight me lmao
-Kasiya
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