"Oh my god, the entries!" Jay stared at the twelve year old confused. Tim did the same. Dipper coughed. "Sorry, I was just a bit upset, because the entries." Never the Pinejunge would have dreamed to meet one day at Jay Merrick and Tim Wright. His idols! He had watched each video. From # 1 to # 87th Even Gronkel Ford had kept him company off and on. "So," Tim took the conversation back to "how did you find Jay?" Dipper took a deep breath and began to tell. "It all started with the fact that Gruncle Ford and Gruncle Stan were on a trip. I took Fords cube secretly and played around with it. Well, and then Jay was sitting in my room. You know the rest." Jay shook his head thoughtfully. As Much as the boy resembled himself even give his curiosity and adventurousness ... it had to be a fly in the ointment. "Did anything else come with me?" His thoughts were interrupted by the rustling of leaves and a brown-haired girl in pink knitted sweater stormed out. "Hey Dipper, that was under your bed!" Jay squinted to see what swung it in her hand. When he realized it was freezing him. A black gun. The gun of Alex Kralie.