“Yo, dude!”
An unfamiliar voice nearly made Dart jump out of his skin. He desperately wished his parents had taught him how to sense the presence of other minds. It really would have come in handy on this runaway road trip. Dude? What was dude? He frowned for a brief moment. From the context, it sounded like some sort of slang. She was probably addressing him.“H-Hello,” he said, turning suddenly to face the voice. His hat flicked to the side as if it didn’t realize he was stopping and had to move sharply to correct itself. To his surprise, he stood before a girl. She was quite a bit older than he was - a teenager or an adult? Dart wasn’t altogether sure. “Uhm, did you need something?"
Too late, Wendy realised she might have been slightly too loud. It wasn’t the first time she had startled someone. She hoped she hadn’t made too bad of a first impression. She had no idea who she had just called out to, but nothing weirdly supernatural had happened, so it probably wasn’t a monster. She hoped.
She offered him a sheepish smile as she walked closer to him. She could see not that she had stopped a kid roughly the same age as Dipper, if not a bit younger. She stopped a few yards away from him, giving him some space. Her maternal instinct to help kicked in at once. "Nah,” she shook her head. “You seemed lost and I thought I might ask if I could give you a hand.”
12:36 am Wednesday, August 20, 2014 | 
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