It was great to be back at the Mystery Shack. As usual it had not changed a bit. Our grunkles were waiting for us.

"Hey grunkle Ford," I said cheerfully.

"Hey kiddo!" Ford said ruffling my hair that had recently gotten tge ability to stay very tangled.

I laughed and shook my head. He ruffled my brother's hair too. He smiled and we hugged them both.

We walked inside the mystery shack and some blonde dude, kinda hot, walked in. His hair covered an eye and looking closer the roots were black. He had that look in his eyes. Like he'd seen more than he should.

"Welcome to the Mystery Shack!" I said cheerfully, "Home of....um....I guess mysteries."

He laughed while Dipper frowned like there was something really wrong with him laughing.

"Ok. Thanks for the welcome," the boy said before turning. I stopped him.

"I've never seen you around here. Who are you?" I asked, looking back on it, rudely.

"Uh I'm....I'm William Sikes," he said after pausing a bit. "Nice to meet you all. I just moved here."

Dipper's frown deepened. Like he was trying to think about something that couldn't ever be true.

I guess I must've stared at him a while because the boy....William snapped his fingers in my face. That was actually sort if rude. But cuteness beats rudeness.

"Oh sorry. I must've zoned off," I said with a cheeky grin.

He lowered his voice to a whisper and said, "Is he your crush or your boyfriend or something?"

I think the look on my face was absolutely priceless because he burst out laughing. I followed and made gagging noises.

"So no?" William said still laughing.

"Ok William. Where exactly do you live?" Dipper asked, still with that brooding look on his face.

"Just on the edge of town in a mansion."

"I see... I guess it's nice to meet you. I'm Dipper," he said.

There was a bit of an awkward silence. Which ofcourse I cannot go through.

"So if you need a tour of town you know who to call," I said taking out a pen and writing my number across his hand.

"Uh thanks," he said looking briefly at Dipper before putting his hands in his pockets and walked out.

Dipper turned on me like a cat turns on a bird. Wait that sounds kinda um...never mind. My mind has grown dirty these past three years.

"You just set us up for a robbery or worse," he stressed.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I just gave a cute boy my number. I don't see what's wrong. He seemed pretty nice."

Dipper let out an exasperated sigh like I was the most daft living being on the planet.

I rolled my eyes. Why did he have to be sooo. Y'know. Himself.

"Well I get a really weird vibe from him," Dipper said, "Something about him just feels so off. So perfectly human. Like a perfect dipiction of a teenager."

"Well at least you know perfection when you see it," I said patting his head, "He is definitely perfect."