Home for the Holidays

Dipper let out a small happy sigh as he stood peering out the window of his and Mabels bedroom in the shack, though he had only been gone for a few months, it had felt like forever, no mystery’s to solve in the big city.

He smiled a bit to himself, turning his head peering over at his suit case, still only halfly unpacked. He made his way over to his bed setting his hand on the flap of his backpack jumping at a ping from his phone, he was getting a call.

He quickly snacht up the phone answering it, “Hello?” He said into the receiver.