× You wondered the halls of your personal hell and high-school, the lunch bell had just rang - loud enough to deafen you - and you were looking for your best friend, when you bumped into Dipper Pines. ×

"Ah-! Oh, it's you."

× His expressio returned to his annoying intelligent one, but you didn't care. ×

"Hey dip-! Wheres Mabel????"

× You asked positively, at your query, his expression faltered and he looked relieved, Pointing to the art room. ×

"Oh, she's just in there still, probably making some bmshrine to that boy band again.. "

× You ignore the negativity and begin moving, yelling quickly 'Ohkaythanksbye' as you race to meet your best pal, Mabel Pines. ×

× . . . ×

× You push the door open and scan the room quickly, soon spotting mabel making some cool sock puppets, not stopping to greet her, you walk foward. ×

"Heyyyy what you makin'?"

× She quickly turns to meet you, smiling positively and holding a sock puppet of herself. ×

"I'm making puppets!- hey hey look! I made you!-'

× Her eyes darted to the table beside her and she pulled a puppet from the mess, it looked just like you.. if you were in coraline.. ×