"What could we possibly be missing?" Dipper mumbled annoyed. 

"I don't know! Maybe... I wasn't there, don't you have any idea? What could've happened?" 

"I can't think of it. We already went through everything I have in my mind, if I want to find out what happened, for real, I need to go back there" 

"Alone?" 

"My sister can't know. If she's hiding it from me, she won't let me discover" 

"How long will you stay there?" 

"Why? You want me to write you?" He giggled. 

"Wha-? No! But now I'm curious about what's happening, and I want to find it out as much as you do..." 

"Maybe you should search about your own creepy nightmare" 

"That happened once. It was weird, terrifying, I thought I'd die, but I'm ok now" 

"Sure. Well, my mind didn't get rid of my nightmare, so I have to find it out" 

"Just be careful," Wirt whispered, a little loud so the neighbor could hear, but still, ashamed that he was even saying those words. 

"What could possibly go wrong?" 

"You want the list in alphabetical order?" He sighed. "You have no idea of what's going on. This could have some silly explanation, or maybe you will have to talk to a doctor, or, you can be unburying things you'll regret" 

"That's creepy. You're scaring me, stop" 

"I mean it! If you don't know what you're dealing with, you need to be ten times more careful" 

"I'm sure things will be fine" 

"Uh...," Wirt mumbled awkwardly, "Could you keep on texting me? To keep me, you know, updated about it?" 

After a long silence, where Dipper would just sit in his bed, wondering why the hell did that question meant so much to him, and why would he give the answer he was planning to, he finally smiled with himself, and whispered back, "Yes" 

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There was something different about Gravity Falls, even though there shouldn't be. 

He had been there so many times, he had lived great years of his life there, he even had his first kiss in that town. It was all the same. The same people, the same old bus stop, the same trees, the same small city with nothing much interesting going on. 

But still, something inside him noticed a difference. He had no idea of what, exactly, that difference was, he just knew there was some. He could feel something distinct in the air, something that could even make him nervous, or guilty. 

Guilty about what? 

He didn't know. Perhaps for not telling his sister, perhaps for not telling anyone but a weird neighbor, whose face he had never seen, but seemed to share such a strong bond with, about his trip. Perhaps because he felt insane when thinking about why he was there. 

He was standing in the bus stop, trying to figure his life out. He needed information about his old dreams, which meant he'd have to go after his great uncles, and beg them to never tell Mabel about that. It meant he'd have to search deep inside his mind, and maybe find some answers he wasn't sure he wanted, at all. 

Dipper was seriously questioning, and probably regretting, his life choices. It wasn't such an odd happening, and it'd constantly happen, principally when he was attempting to flirt. Although, it had never happened when he was so near to a mystery. 

He quickly grabbed his phone, not sure of what he was doing, or why he was doing it. He just felt he had to. 

Hey?, he hesitantly texted his neighbor, who didn't take long to answer. 

Are you there yet?, the boy replied, as a shy smile appeared in Dipper's face. 

Yup. I don't know what I'm doing here. 

You're figuring your life out. Are you ok? 

I guess... I'm starting to regret it. It feels weird to be here. 

Why?

I don't know, it just does. Maybe... 

Don't you dare get back on a bus, you didn't ride all this way for nothing. That's not you. Don't give up now. 

Gosh, you sound like a worried mom. 

I was always the mom friend. 

I like to pretend I always was the mom friend, though I know I never were. 

That sounds pretty much like you. Look, things will be all right. Just keep on texting me, ok? And, I don't know, call me if you have any trouble. 

Thanks. 

No problem! 

It's funny. I think you're my best friend, aside from my sis, and I don't even know how you look like. 

That's because you don't need to know what I look like to be my friend. It's like... Friendship is about trust, I guess. 

Oh, so we trust each other? 

Why else would you be texting me right now? 

I guess you're right... You're almost always right. Mom friend. 

Go figure your life out, Dipper. 

Text you later. 

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So, I forgot to update this fanfic, and I apologize. I'm working on a dystopian book, and I think it's kind of doing well, I don't know. I just know I can't wait to introduce one of the characters, cause he's the most realistic piece of shit I've ever created. He's kinda inspired in one of my classmates, (though he looks really different, and has different personality traits), but his sense of humor is all my classmate, and I don't even like that classmate that much, I just find him fun. 

Anyways, hope you enjoyed it! I don't know how to write text messages, so leave me some feedback in here. Love you, byeee!