Two months passed by, quicker than two months ever could run by. At the end, they knew more about the other than they ever thought they would. Friendships don't usually grow through walls, but that one did, just like a vine, and it made possible for them to talk about personal insecurities, issues, and pretty much anything time can give the intimacy to be discussed. 

It was funny how they discovered they could feel emotionally attached to someone whose face you've never seen. Funny how you can have friends of two months, and strangers of two years. 

"Have you discovered what's wrong yet?" Wirt asked, sitting on his bed, and leaning with his back against the wall. He didn't understand exactly how, but not mattering what they were discussing, they'd always be back to the topic that Dipper was paranoid, and absolutely sure his sister was hiding something from him. 

"No. I know there's something, but I don't know how to get her to tell me," he sighed, "I've already asked her many times, and she always give me the same answer. I know there's something wrong" 

"Look, sometimes we have bad dreams, and sometimes they feel too real, and scary," Wirt made a pause, finding a way in his head to come to the conclusion quicker, "Sometimes our minds erase what they don't like, or what scare them too much"

"What is that supposed to mean...?"

"That maybe, just maybe, the fact that you were having weird nightmares scared your sister, and her mind erased it" 

"Hold on a second" 

Oh, here we go, Wirt thought. For some reason, all that talk was also getting to him, and making him remember about his own personal problems with nightmares, and scary places. Well, perhaps everyone's mind had its little hell, which transformed into dreams, and would never go away, just hide deep inside, and wait for the right moments to attack. 

"Wirt!" Dipper screamed on the other side, "I think I had an idea of what may be going on" 

"Oh shit, here we go" 

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"Did you understand?" Dipper, finally, asked. 

"No," Wirt shook his head, "That's insane, it doesn't even make any sense, and..."

"It does! It makes perfect sense, did you hear anything I said?" 

"I listened to every single thing you've said, but still... That's way too... I don't even know, Dipper, I just don't think it is possible" 

"Think with me," he made a pause, "That would explain why I have so many notebooks with drawings, and detailed explanations of what happened in my dreams. That would explain why my sister didn't remember the nightmares, and got so nervous when I talked about it. That would explain why no one wants to give me the answers I need!" 

"Ok, calm down a little, please, you're scaring me" 

"Wirt, please" 

"Have you heard what you just said? You're telling me that you think it was all real, and..." 

"Yes! Please, try to think with me on this one, ok? Wouldn't it explain everything ?"

"It would, but still..." 

"I need to get to my sister, I need to ask her about it. I think I just discovered the truth about my nightmares, I... I need some actual answers" 

"Hold on! If it was real, then why now, just now, at this specific moment, it's all back to your mind? Shouldn't you think about it too? Isn't it an important question?" 

"But I need..."

"No. You need to calm down, and think better about everything you told me, and what's the meaning behind it" 

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That was a short chapter, right? I'm sorry. I just had this to write, and I hope you don't bother with small chapters. I'm still figuring out what to do with this fanfic, because sometimes I feel like I want to write a regular, cute romance, and sometimes I just want to be my "writer-self" and fuck everything up. 

Anyways, how was your halloween? Do you guys celebrate it or nah? What did you get dress up as? I was Che Guevara, for the joke, I swear I don't like him. 

Hope you enjoyed this <3