[@ShrewdAnomalous.] -- working on is dangerous. I've been around dangers all summer. So whatever you're doing Uncle Ford count me in.”
|*the not his| [@ShrewdAnomalous.] -- noticeable on his forehead before he put his hat back on to cover it.
“I don't care if what you're --
[@ShrewdAnomalous.] -- working and you never talk to Mable and me.” Dipper took off his hat and fixed his hair his Little Dipper --
[@ShrewdAnomalous.] -- Uncle Ford. I was just curious on what you were working on.” He said.
“It's just you're down here every night --
[@ShrewdAnomalous.] Dusting his shoulders, knees, clothes , and hands off the twelve year-old nodded his head.
“Yeah I'm fine. Sorry, --
[@LilGirlBooBoo.] -- your parents?” He questioned raising a brow.
[@LilGirlBooBoo.] “Just a summer reading book.” He said.
“Nothing special.” Dipper adjusted his hat. “Hey aren't you. . .where are --
“Huh?” Dipper looked from side to side then down at, @LilGirlBooBoo. “Oh, uh nothing.” He nodded. “What are you doing?”
