!!!—my muse’s reaction to yours screaming
”Dipper?!” Wendy ran through the forest to find him, cursing herself for getting so stupidly separated from him. His scream was the most horrible sound in the world to her and she would do anything to keep him safe. “Dipper, what’s wrong?”
Dipper was tugging at his hair, the scream soon coming to a rather abrupt halt. He turned, facing Wendy and shook his head, his eyes filled with panic. He drew in a deep breath, but no matter how hard he tried…he couldn’t calm down.
“I lost the journal.”
Oh, no. Her freckled face paled at this statement, knowing that journal meant more to Dipper than she could ever understand. She quickly closed the distance between them and gripped his shoulders as she peered into his eyes. “We’ll find the journal, I promise. Where did you lose it? We can always backtrack, or something—Please calm down, Dip.”
3:39 am Tuesday, August 26, 2014
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"No, you’re right, I don’t understand. But that doesn’t mean I can’t help you find it. C'mon, let’s go back. I doubt...
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“Wendy…y-you don’t understand, that journal protected me and Mabel from getting eaten by a demon!” Dipper bit his lip,...