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i ran home as fast as i could and, as i got there I yelled out for Mable, she was sitting on Grunkle Stans chair.

"MABLE!!"  I yelled as I burst through the door to the Mystery shack, I took a couple oh deep breather and yelled again.

"MABEL-I-JUST-SAW-THESE- TWO-WEIRD-PEOPLE-IN-THE-FOREST-AND-THEY-CUT-A-RIFT-IN-TIME-AND-SPACE-AND-THIS-REALLY-CUTE-BOY-WHAT-THERE-WITH -WITH -THIS-GIRL- AND THEY-JUST-JUST-DISAPPEARED."  

I managed to get all that out without even realizing what i just said

Mable looked shocked,like she had seen a ghost.It was kind of a bitter sweet look like she was sad, or maybe confused...but I didn't know why.

 Then all the sudden she jumped out of the chair and tackled me and said

"Dipper what did you just say" 

She said in her surprised happy voice. The kind of voice she talks to waddles with,but i wasn't worried about that. I wanted to know what I said to make her act like this.

"Mable what did I say?" I said in a very shaky and nervous voice. 

"you said something about a boy being cute, hey dipper are you okay? Your turning pale,"

The truth is I am scared, I mean my do I keep thinking this. I AM NOT GAY.

I gentaly pushed off Mable and slowly walked to my room

"Im ok Mable im just gonna go sleep"

"sure" she shrugged before back to the chair.

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As I got to the attic I locked the door and sat on my bed, I curled myself .p into a ball under my covers

"I'm not gay there's no way, I mean... I cant be..Wait I got an idea"

I took my phone out of my pocket and called wendy.

As the phone rang for what seemed like forever wendy finally picked up 

"hey dipper, whats up"

"umm..well, could you come over in the attic I need you"

"ill be over in sec" then she hung up.





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