•Third persons POV•

•In the middle of the clearing•

Dipper was woken up by the soft rustle of leaves around him. Slowly he opened his eyes only to see the vast blue sky, with its clouds floating aloofly.

Letting out a big yawn,  he rubbed his eyes attempting to rid of the blurriness in his vision. The young man sat up , now noticing the soft and satisfying cracks of his stiff bones for sleeping in the ground.

He bent his neck a little only stopping when he heard another crack. Looking down , upon looking at his fallen notebook , the memories from the night before came back to him. He gasped.

Shit! Mabel's going to kill me!!! What time is it?!?

Looking back at the sky he then dubbed it was way pass breakfast. Hurriedly , he picked up his fallen things , including his hat which must have fallen when he fell asleep. He then remembered the beautiful humming which lulled him to sleep.

Shaking ha head mentally , dipper had no time to think about those things. He has to worry about his sisters speech of safety .

Yeah that is also one of the weird things that has been happening. Usually Mabel would often be the one to encourage him to go outside. But now... She would constantly eye him like a hawk , barely letting him out. Grunkle ford was the same.

After packing his things , he looked at the clearing one last time before going retracing his steps. Dipper also made sure that he memorized the way here. He was planning on visiting this place again. Secretly of course.

You wouldn't want an overprotective sister and Grunkle to be scouting this place very often now do you.

When dipper saw the ol' renovated shack then silently sneaking in , using the back door of course.

But luck was never on his side was it? When he was a meter away from the door , it was harshly opened with a deafening bang.

Dipper flinched at the sound. Looking up he was his angry sister looking at him in rage. She marched up to her brother grabbed the front of his shirt , then carelessly dragged him into the shack.

During this harsh behavior, Dipper was baffled. He was dumbfounded. He could never remember his sister behaving like this. Like...

Like a... He did not know the word.

Yet somehow something deep inside him knew this was going to happened. And that part of him somehow felt smug. Smug that he made his sister angry.

His train of thought was paused as he felt his shirt somehow felt painful behind his neck. He bit his lip , as he felt a girlish squeak going up at the back of his throat.

Mabel then painfully dropped him on the stool he was previously sitting on a few hours ago. Dipper then looked up  , not knowing when he looked down. Probably when he was lost in his thoughts. Possibly.

He began to fidget as he saw his Grunkle looking at him. Not with the usual worried stare but a furious one . Similar to his sister.

Gulping down the bile that was making it up to his throat , he again looked at his sister only to see her also in front of him beside ford. She had her arms folded on her chest.

Finally releasing a sigh, Dipper had gotten similar looks all week from them. Only the treatment was new.

But hey! This is life. You always find something new.... Even if you don't like it.

"Dipper... You know how many times we have told you to not  go outside without mine or Mabel's permissions. You have broken many rules we've set up for you. For your protection. " Grunkle ford said with swirled tone but obviously his eyes betrayed its owner. And there was an obvious meaning as to what he was saying.

Yeah rules...

They apparently made rules for dipper. You see, Dipper had a blank slate of his time during the summer. His sister and Grunkle say that He may have bonked his head. But he did not believe that obviously lie one bit. Something big must have happened for them to practically isolate him.

Plus Mabel was a terrible liar and when they we're talking about this certain topic Fords face went stoic.

See.

Terrible liars. Maybe Mabel inherited it from him.

The only liar in this family was Grunkle S-

A sharp buzz went through Dippers ears. Dipper closed his eyes tight shut. He knew his 'family' knew he wasn't listening anymore.

But Dipper was too deep in the piercing pain of the buzz that he was unaware of what was happening around him.

Grunkle who?- the only Grunkle I have is Ford. Or is he? Ugh!!!

Too many questions were swimming in his mind. And he had to be physically shaken out of it.

Mabel looked at her brother in anger. Anger because of not telling her and anger for him falling for that disgusting demon. How could he love such a monster. And that's why they put up these rules. To keep her beloved brother safe. She was actually the one who suggested those wonderful rules.

Her favorite is rule no. 6

Dipper can't go anywhere if without Mabel or Ford

And now without that stupid demon around. Mabel can have her brother all...

To

Herself