Stan's POV:

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I cleaned up the old attic, which would be where the twins would be sleeping. I was excited to see them again after so long, however, I was a but nervous. Wendy, Soos, Grenda, and Candy all were gathered as the bus arrived.

I heard Mabel scream and run to her friends, I laugh. She looks older but, she acts the same. Then Dipper steps down the stairs. He carried the suitcases and I looked at the thing on top. A pine tree hat, a blue and white, slightly dirty, cap.

"Hey Dip." I say. Dipper dropped the suit cases and switched hats.

"Grunkle Stan!" He cheers, with a slightly deeper voice. I walk towards him, going to help him with his bags.

"Fifteen, huh?" I say trying to kill the silence. He nodded and walks up the stairs to get situated.

"Still have a sweating problem?" I laugh a bit.

He laughed back. "Very funny, and no."

I help them unpack. Dipper doesn't wear his silly orange shirt and blue vest, he wears a red flannel shirt and a black t-shirt under. Mabel still wears sweaters, though, she hasn't changed much.

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