Chapter 8

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Dipper's P.O.V

I watched my sister and (Y/N) enter the other room, slightly concerned about (Y/N)'s actions. She looked a bit flustered while talking to me, but I pushed the fact that she was away because she may have been a bit dehydrated since she hasn't eaten anything yet today.

"You like my brother!"

Wait...what?

Mabel attempted to whisper-yell- although, she failed at the whispering part since what she said was very clear. All of the sudden I began to feel my face heat up. Maybe she WASN'T out of it the other day. Why does she have to be so confusing sometimes?

"M-maybe I do a teeny bit but....y-y-you can't say anything about it or even note that I do!"

EXCUSE?!

Did I hear that correctly.

I began to get even more flustered at the thought of what (Y/N) just explained to Mabel. I frantically started patting my face, only beginning to feel the heat surfacing it.

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