A BURNING STAR..

(Scape comes up behind Dipper and Mabel, floating in the air, their incorporeal form shimmering as they smile mischievously. Silently they slink up to the pair, and-)

(Scape’s expression splits into a grin, and laughter bubbles up from their throat, bright and cheerful. They float back slightly, to give the twins some space. Their movements are so fluid, so intimately familiar with the act of floating, used to being free of the constraints of normal gravity.)

[the two of them straighten up, with DIPPER taking a few breaths and MABEL saying an 'aww, thank you!']

Nothing! I just wanted to bother you, teehee!!

"huh?— oh, right! summerween! we were gonna plan on doing matching costumes again, but..I think we forgot what we were gonna dress up as?"

(Something flickers in their eyes- Realisation, then a sadness.)

"yeah!— ..."

(Their face scrunches up, and they look away.)

"oh, its not, really! we could be Alvin and the chipmunks!"

Alvin and the chipmunks? Is that really ALL you could think of?! Wow, way to prove my point for me, Comet~!

(Scape comes up behind Dipper and Mabel, floating in the air, their incorporeal form shimmering as they smile mischievously. Silently they slink up to the pair, and-)

(Scape’s expression splits into a grin, and laughter bubbles up from their throat, bright and cheerful. They float back slightly, to give the twins some space. Their movements are so fluid, so intimately familiar with the act of floating, used to being free of the constraints of normal gravity.)

[the two of them straighten up, with DIPPER taking a few breaths and MABEL saying an 'aww, thank you!']

Nothing! I just wanted to bother you, teehee!!

"huh?— oh, right! summerween! we were gonna plan on doing matching costumes again, but..I think we forgot what we were gonna dress up as?"

(Something flickers in their eyes- Realisation, then a sadness.)

"yeah!— ..."

(Their face scrunches up, and they look away.)

(Scape comes up behind Dipper and Mabel, floating in the air, their incorporeal form shimmering as they smile mischievously. Silently they slink up to the pair, and-)

(Scape’s expression splits into a grin, and laughter bubbles up from their throat, bright and cheerful. They float back slightly, to give the twins some space. Their movements are so fluid, so intimately familiar with the act of floating, used to being free of the constraints of normal gravity.)

[the two of them straighten up, with DIPPER taking a few breaths and MABEL saying an 'aww, thank you!']

Nothing! I just wanted to bother you, teehee!!

"huh?— oh, right! summerween! we were gonna plan on doing matching costumes again, but..I think we forgot what we were gonna dress up as?"

(Something flickers in their eyes- Realisation, then a sadness.)

(Scape comes up behind Dipper and Mabel, floating in the air, their incorporeal form shimmering as they smile mischievously. Silently they slink up to the pair, and-)

(Scape’s expression splits into a grin, and laughter bubbles up from their throat, bright and cheerful. They float back slightly, to give the twins some space. Their movements are so fluid, so intimately familiar with the act of floating, used to being free of the constraints of normal gravity.)

[the two of them straighten up, with DIPPER taking a few breaths and MABEL saying an 'aww, thank you!']

Nothing! I just wanted to bother you, teehee!!

(Scape comes up behind Dipper and Mabel, floating in the air, their incorporeal form shimmering as they smile mischievously. Silently they slink up to the pair, and-)

(Scape’s expression splits into a grin, and laughter bubbles up from their throat, bright and cheerful. They float back slightly, to give the twins some space. Their movements are so fluid, so intimately familiar with the act of floating, used to being free of the constraints of normal gravity.)

(When Hench is alone, a voice with no discernible source speaks aloud to him.)

"Bill wouldn't be entirely wrong to view the laws of the universe that way! After all, whether these laws are 'true' is a matter of perspective, in the end!"

"The laws of the universe aren't suggestions! They're the foundation for everything else! If you remove them things begin to fall apart quickly"

hi hi entering the ring. With my little fella

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

"still... its always good to check things out, yes? curiosity is healthy!"

(Something spikes- Fear, anger, they’re not sure, but it bubbles up in their chest and to their throat. The star beating where their heart should be burns, shining inside their skin.

[FORD freezes.]

(Their hair seems to writhe and spark slightly, the stars in the fading white simmering as Scape seems to calm down. Thank the stars for Stan.)

[FORD frowns, but..]

(They almost say ‘Good. You should be’ but manage to bite their tongue.)

[he nods.]

"...nothing more that i'd like to add."

(They pause for a moment to think on the question.)

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

"still... its always good to check things out, yes? curiosity is healthy!"

(Something spikes- Fear, anger, they’re not sure, but it bubbles up in their chest and to their throat. The star beating where their heart should be burns, shining inside their skin.

[FORD freezes.]

(Their hair seems to writhe and spark slightly, the stars in the fading white simmering as Scape seems to calm down. Thank the stars for Stan.)

[FORD frowns, but..]

(They almost say ‘Good. You should be’ but manage to bite their tongue.)

[he nods.]

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

"still... its always good to check things out, yes? curiosity is healthy!"

(Something spikes- Fear, anger, they’re not sure, but it bubbles up in their chest and to their throat. The star beating where their heart should be burns, shining inside their skin.

[FORD freezes.]

(Their hair seems to writhe and spark slightly, the stars in the fading white simmering as Scape seems to calm down. Thank the stars for Stan.)

[FORD frowns, but..]

(They almost say ‘Good. You should be’ but manage to bite their tongue.)

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

"still... its always good to check things out, yes? curiosity is healthy!"

(Something spikes- Fear, anger, they’re not sure, but it bubbles up in their chest and to their throat. The star beating where their heart should be burns, shining inside their skin.

[FORD freezes.]

(Their hair seems to writhe and spark slightly, the stars in the fading white simmering as Scape seems to calm down. Thank the stars for Stan.)

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

"still... its always good to check things out, yes? curiosity is healthy!"

(Something spikes- Fear, anger, they’re not sure, but it bubbles up in their chest and to their throat. The star beating where their heart should be burns, shining inside their skin.

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

"hm..did it feel close by? perhaps I—"

Yeah, felt close to Oregon. …But it doesn’t matter. Whatever happened, it didn’t affect anyone here.

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

"oh GOD dammit!"

(Scape giggles again. Oh, silly Sailor! They’re so much more than a mere ghost. ..Besides, ghosts can touch objects. They can’t.

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.

"oh!— well, thats fine—"

(Scape bursts out laughing.)

(Whatever Ford and Stan are doing right now(if they're together at the moment, that is), Scape has explicably found them and is now hugging them. For.. No disernable reason?

(They’re shaking lightly, and their feathers are puffed up. Their entire body is pulled taut, like a rubber band about to snap.

"ghk— scape, buddy, my neck—"

(Their hair looks like a mess, curls wonky and fuzzy.. Did they just wake up?)

"mabels on the phone with the girls, and dippers not too far out in the woods from the shack."

(Their grip loosens slightly. Safe, safe safe safe. They’re all safe. Scape leans back slightly, their wings fluttering with the movement to keep them balanced.)

[FORD pats their head, while STAN finally BREATHES.]

..good.

[FORD steps closer to the couch.]

(They don’t know. They don’t know and that’s one of the worst parts about it!!)

"something bad happened?"

(Scape just shakes their head, lying down on the couch. Their wings adjust so they don’t pull any feathers when they get back up. Then, as their eyes close and they feel their body attempting to drag them back to sleep, they peel themselves out of their vessel.