#forest secrets

D-dipper Pines, here. Testing the m-memory gun tt gave me. H-hopefully this t-trial will go well. I worked hard f-for this, so it better work.

*He spins the dial on the memory gun a few times and then holds it to his head.*

First t-trial - Dipper Pines. Erasing the f-face stealing incident.

*He shoots himself with the gun. The light causes feedback in the camera. When the feedback clears, the boy is leaning over it, his large, watery doe eyes just a touch clearer and more peaceful. He examines the camera, mutters some technical nonsense under his breath, and then lights up like he hasn't been happy in years.*

I did it! I c-can't remember it anymore. It worked! I d-don't even remember what was s-so upsetting about it! My god I feel so m-much better!

*He's not shaking nearly as much, though he's still stuttering. He smiles down at the camera and pulls it up to his face, clearly elated.*

I c-can pull this off. Yeah. Y-yeah! I can e-erase everything th-that happens to me! I can get better! This is a-awesome! J-just a few more runs w-with the gun, and I should be f-fine!

*He stands up and nearly stumbles. He looks queasy.*

Oh. M-maybe not today. I'll... use the gun more t-tomorrow. Dipper P-pines, out!