WEIRD... (Gravity Falls but I add too many OCs)

Moderate-to-Severe Inconvenience

"Woah, guys, you might wanna see this," he says, inviting the rest of the group.

They all gather around two chalk outlines- outlines used in forensic investigations to indicate where a body was.

"coo-hoo-hool" "Woahh" "What the heck?"

"woah..." Lee exclaims, "so the rumours are true..." 

However, Dipper isn't as enthusiastic. *gulp*

"Dude, I dare you to lie down in it," Robbie says to Lee.

"Good idea!" Lee agrees, "Go lie down in it!" he tells Nate, elbowing him. Nate smiles, puts his hands up defensively, and eagerly walks to the silhouettes on the floor, "huh huh! I'm a dead body," he jokes.

Grey looks over to Dipper, as he looks at them with a worried expression as everyone else smiles in anticipation. The two look back at Nate, lowering his foot down, about to step on the chalk lines-

Dipper, holding up his arms and stepping forward, "-wait!" then turning around to face the group, "Maybe let's not do that," he suggests.

"This guys scaareeddd~!" Lee teases, pointing at Dipper.

"All I'm saying is," he reasons, holding up his hands in a shrugging position, "why tempt the fates," he holds his hands I mean, what if this place really is..." concern and embarrassment start to trickle into his tone, then, pins his arms to his side and suggests, "...haunted?"

"boooooo" "Ahw, come on man" "Boooooo" "c'mon" "laaamee~"

"hey, just take it down a notch, Captain Buzzkill," Robbie prods agitatedly.

"But I thought I was Dr. Funtimes," Dipper says.

"Well, you're ACTING like Captain Buzzkill! Right?" He asks the group, to which everyone but Grey and Wendy nods.

"Yeah... 'little bit," Wendy admits, holding her arm a little shamefully. Dipper sighs

"Ok, guys, call me crazy-" Grey starts, trying to defend Dipper before- 

"you're crazy-" "ROBBIE LET ME FINISH!" Grey retorts, "BUT. I don't think it's generally a good idea to mess with stuff like this, I mean, even if this place isn't haunted, screwing around with stuff people leave behind isn't really... respecting the dead-y," they explain.

"You're sounding a lot like Luetenant... uh.. L- Luetenant Lame right now." Robbie accuses.

"That's literally the dumbest insult I've ever heard, and I've been bullied by nerds calling me a halfling," They retort, completely unaffected by Robbie's attempted... honestly idek what he was tryna do he was being a lil' bitch that's what.

"Status update- trapped in store with insane nine-year-old and superstitious dork," Tambry dictates as she types on her phone.

"I'm not a nine-year-old!" Dipper cries indignantly, backing up to the outlines, "I'm thirteen! Technically a teen!"

"Call me a dork one more fuckin' time, bitch," Grey retorts, also backing up to the outlines.

"dork," Tambry says, sharp around the edges, looking them in the eye. Dipper and Grey lock eyes, nod, and both fall back into the chalk lines on the ground. 

Almost instantly, an eerie noise rings out throughout the store. A green neon light traces the chalk Grey and Dipper lay within, and a spectral laughter echoes distantly as everyone else exclaims in disbelief. The neon lines meet the beginning, a blue glow radiating from Grey and Dipper. The lights of the Dusk-2-Dawn flicker and fade. Darkness enveloping the convenience store, silence soon following.