#felleroftrees

The bags in front of Dipper's door could only mean one thing. That one singular solitary thing that he's dreaded for weeks.

Think of it this way: you know when you break your arm and you have to get a cast and you have to spend every waking moment just trying to scratch that one place in your elbow that you can't quite reach with a pencil? And you know how good it feels when you finally get that cast off? It's like this literal breath of fresh air on your ridiculously itchy and sweaty elbow. Yeah, that's exactly what it felt like that first day Dipper came home to a room devoid of powder blue suits and hairspray smell. 

But then, when we went back.

There were those huge suitcases and that pompous kid, standing in the doorway and smirking as he usually does, probably totally aware of just how much Dipper didn't want to see him.

So, if the text he had gotten was telling the truth, he'd be getting a new roommate today. Not like, in the bedroom next to his, this was like... actually sharing a bedroom.

Okay, so maybe space was tight. Heck, it could have been a surprise from Mabel. Yeah, that's it. Maybe Mabel was surprising him for the holidays and moving in with him. Just like summer vacation, right?

Well, Dipper hardly has to wait much longer to hear a knock on his door– presumably it's the new roommate. "Well, here goes nothing," He mutters to himself as he opens the door...

"Nope."

The way Dipper sees it, now's as good of a time as any to bring up this subject. Especially the way things were set up now, which basically guaranteed that Gideon wouldn't punch Dipper in the face out of fear that he'd get the same punch himself. So while Ren and Mabel are asleep, Dipper takes a deep breath and marches over to where Gideon's curled up underneath his suit jacket.

           Ｗｈｏ Ｄｅｃｉｄｅｄ Ｔｈｉｓ Ｗａｓ Ａ Ｇｏｏｄ Ｉｄｅａ

Character: Alfendi LaytonSeries: Professor Layton