Dipper has always been the extra.
Sure, he had some friends, but those friends have always had other, better, friends then him. Always ignored, and never appreated.
But, when Dipper unwisely decides to fallow a worried figure into the ever-ominous forest, Dipper is tangled in a mess of Adventure, Anxiety, and Blood, not all of it the enemys.
Everything will change, and Dipper will be faced with choices, and he doesn't always know which one to pick.
"Touch my glass hands you you shall be pure, free of all ignorance and emotion. Let go of this figure you call your friend, let go, and join me."
*this is a pinescone fanfiction*