Dipper nodded, carefully climbing up, though a bit more slowly this time after having fallen down into the pit twice over. Once he made his way out he briefly dusted himself off and recovered his hat, making a face at the long rip that the beer's claws had gouged through the top.
"Man...guess I'll have to see if Mabel can stitch this back together or something."
It didn't take long for Maurice to join him. He frowns sympathetically at the boy and his hat. He'd been wearing it the last time they met too. It must have been special.
"Maybe...you never had anyone show you how?" Maurice, not everyone was forced into boyscouts like you were.
"Well...not really. I mean, Mabel would be thrilled to teach me if I asked, I guess...but I think she'd do a better job than I could," He admitted, putting his hat back on for the time being.
"I gotcha." After giving the scene one more look, he began to walk, hands in his pockets. "What's that book of yours say about...uh. Beers anyway? Are they even in there?"
Dipper frowns and pulls out the journal, flipping through it. "I haven't read anything about...'beers', but lately things have been showing up that the journal doesn't talk about." He knows why that is; he's only got one of three, so naturally he won't have information on everything out there just yet.
"Huh. Maybe you oughtta write your own, then." He tensed up as thunder rolled in the distance. Everything sounds like a large predator after you've been attacked by one. "Jeez...I'm gonna have...nightbears after that."
And then he grinned a horrible grin, prouder of himself than he had been in ages.
"I have been adding things to the book every now and then. Not a lot, but things that might be important for later." Such as goshdang beer, apparently.
The pun just causes him to sigh and roll his eyes a little, but he's smiling as he does it.
"Yessss," Maurice pumped his fist and enjoyed their bear-free walk. Nature wasn't done with them yet, though, and soon the distant rumbling grew louder and the smell of rain filled the woods. The campers had all quieted down now but the faintest hiss of their radio drifted between the trees. Civilization was near!
"Where d'you think an animal like that even comes from? Some kinda radiation or just a couple of forest animals getting really confused?"
When the rain started to pick up, Dipper tucked his journal safely back in his vest, pulling it a bit more snugly around himself.
"I dunno. Gravity Falls has always been full of things like that; at least, as far as I've been able to tell. I know there's something else in this town, bigger than anything I've run into before...but I just need to figure out what it is." Before someone who might do terrible things with it finds it first.
"Wow..." Maurice had to look at the kid in awe. "You really are a paranormal investigator, aren't you?" He had his book, he had a signature hat, and had a static cling for monsters worse than socks from the dryer.
"Y'know, I reckon this makes us square. You saved me from the clutches of the opossum queen and I got you out of the pit. I hope the next time I bump into you, neither of us is in mortal danger...or. Uh. Immortal danger in my case, I guess. Is that how that works?"
Dipper laughed a little at that, letting his arms hang at his sides. "Yeah, that sounds about right. Let's both promise not to get into any more trouble for the next couple days, at least. I don't know how much I can promise that will last long-term."
The trees thinned and finally the telephone poles and darkened shopfronts of Gravity Falls reappeared. Rain dotted the road and small puddles were already starting to form.
"Hey, I'll catch you later maybe!" He plopped his hand on top of Dipper's hat and gave the kid's hair a good ruffle. "I wanna find some place without possums to bunk for the night."
Dipper couldn't help but smile at that, nodding. "There should be somewhere around here. I need to get back to the Shack anyway before Grunkle Stan starts hunting me down himself. I'll see you later!"
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"Man...guess I'll have to see if Mabel can stitch this back together or something."
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"Maybe...you never had anyone show you how?" Maurice, not everyone was forced into boyscouts like you were.
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And then he grinned a horrible grin, prouder of himself than he had been in ages.
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The pun just causes him to sigh and roll his eyes a little, but he's smiling as he does it.
"Yeah yeah, I'm sure."
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"Where d'you think an animal like that even comes from? Some kinda radiation or just a couple of forest animals getting really confused?"
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"I dunno. Gravity Falls has always been full of things like that; at least, as far as I've been able to tell. I know there's something else in this town, bigger than anything I've run into before...but I just need to figure out what it is." Before someone who might do terrible things with it finds it first.
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"Y'know, I reckon this makes us square. You saved me from the clutches of the opossum queen and I got you out of the pit. I hope the next time I bump into you, neither of us is in mortal danger...or. Uh. Immortal danger in my case, I guess. Is that how that works?"
English was not his best subject.
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The trees thinned and finally the telephone poles and darkened shopfronts of Gravity Falls reappeared. Rain dotted the road and small puddles were already starting to form.
"Hey, I'll catch you later maybe!" He plopped his hand on top of Dipper's hat and gave the kid's hair a good ruffle. "I wanna find some place without possums to bunk for the night."
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