No one's POV
Currently, at the cemetery, Dipper, Mabel, Wendy, Nate, Tambry, Lee, and Thompson are watching the sky and pointing at clouds, as Adrain was laying on Wendy's lap asleep.
Mabel: Whoa! That cloud looks like a chipmunk! (Points to a cloud shaped like an animal; an airplane flies out of its "mouth")
Wendy: Barfing an airplane!
Dipper: It does.
Thompson: (Points to a waffle-shaped cloud) Uh, that looks like... uh, a cloud!
Lee: Boo!
Wendy: Thompson, stop being the worst at everything.
Thompson: (Chuckles) Sorry guys.
Mabel: Look at the clouds! Ooh! That cloud looks like a big heart-shaped balloon!
Dipper: Clouds don't come in colors. That is a balloon.
Wendy: Oh dude! It's the Woodstick festival.
Dipper: Wait, the wood what?
Wendy looked down at Adrain and smacked his face, walking him up.
Adrain: Oww! Stop doing that!
Wendy: Wake up, Ad. You need to hear this too.
Adrain: ...-_-...Hear what?
Wendy: About the Woodstick Festival.
Adrain: The what...?
Wendy: It's this annual outdoor concert featuring Oregon's up and coming indie bands. (Takes Tambry's cell phone out of her hands)
Tambry: Hey!
Wendy swipes through several images of the bands.
Wendy: They're all coming!
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