They should&#x27;ve been nicer to us.

Mabel stepped out of the Vending machine, and saw her brother at the door. She gasped, tensing up, and stepped back into the stairway. She tried to pull the vending machine quietly back into place.

But it was too late.

His eyes narrowed as he heard the bottom of the vending machine scrape against the floor- someone was in the basement- someone could find him out- So with a sharp inhale, his left arm carefully reached into his backpack- pulling out a memory gun and aiming it at the machine carefully, advancing slowly towards the hidden stairwell.

Mabel watched him go, a hand outstretched. Her throat was tight with emotion. Everything seemed to say she should leave, but this was her brother. Her brother was finally back in her life after so long. But it wasn’t really him.

She stood there for what felt like the longest time, stunned. Then, she swallowed and took a deep breath and walked back, to the elevator and back to the house.

The walk back up was likely dark, silent, and uneventful- the stairs occasionally creaking under her footsteps.

The house too, was dark- the wind outside howling- Surely the creepy atmosphere added to the discovery in the basement.

But then, the front door opened- and Dipper Pines quietly stepped inside- hoping that Mabel was asleep by now.

“I can’t just forget about you. You’re my family. That’s important.” She could feel tears brimming up. “It sounds like you’re just giving up.”

“I have given up, Mabel.” He sighed, turning to face her. “...You need to leave this place. He might kill you.” Ford took in a deep breath, before descending into the darkness of the rubble, a final sentence ringing in the eerie silence of the basement. “...Just like he killed me.”

#[OUT OF JOURNALS]#[HEADCANON.]

part of me wants to liveblog an undertale run as dipper but

hed likely only do genocide route, and i am not about that life

im stuck on the flowey fight again and i am too tired to comprehend bullet hells rn

#[OUT OF JOURNALS]

dipper gets really excited about rain

even though its really common in oregon he’s still a californian by nature

and if theres one thing californians get really excited over

its rain

I mean I definitely would watch the x-files tonight but I feel like putting it off, bluh.

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...Thinking about it, I’ve never watched the X-Files. I need to do that.

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Mabel nodded. “I’ll call him in the morning.” she said. “Are- are you going to be okay? Is there anything I can do to help?” She felt guilty about the idea of leaving.

He finally stood up, creaking slightly. “...I haven’t been okay for four years. But I’ll manage.” He heaved another sigh, before heading back into the wreckage. “...There isn’t. I’m sorry, Mabel. It would just be better to forget about us.”

“They were buried.” she said, remembering the funeral. “I guess I could stay with Shermie… “ She didn’t like her Grandfather all that much.

“...You could. That would be the... best choice.” He stopped for a moment. “Or you could...” He sighed, shaking his head. “...Nevermind. Far too dangerous. Just. Try and see if Shermie will take you.”