#honestdipper

[ooc; Did I do that? I hope I did that. If I did, then BUAHAHAH! Yis!]

"Grunkle Stan, are we there yet?" Mabel groaned, leaning back into her seat. Stan had woken Mabel and Dipper early in the morning saying that they were tagging along with him on one of his "business" trips. They pleaded and pleaded, but the old man was stubborn and said they weren't getting out of this.So packed their things, got into his 1965 El Diablo Convertibe and drove off. They had been driving all day only taking a few pit stops, the twins weren't even sure where they were going and thought their Grunkle Stan had gotten lost.

"Quit your yappin we're here." he said, stopping the car.

Mabel glanced out the window, seeing a large brick building surrounded by a few trees and bushes, a large hill loomed behind the building looking rather ominous.

"What is this place?" she asked sounding curious.

"This is where we're staying for the night, the Hot Lake Hotel now quit asking questions." he said, getting out his car.

The two twins followed their great uncle into the brick building, wondering what awaited them. The young brunette gazed around the lobby it seemed pretty normal, but looks could be deceiving. Stan approached the front desk, leaving Dipper and Mabel to talk among themselves.

I ... t-think we haven't met before, have we...?

“Hey Dipper, it’s Pacifica. Now you’re thinking ‘how did she get my number?’. Secret! But anyway, my mom dragged me to this really weird bookstore and they have all sorts of weird supernatural related books and I thought of you. Also I want to have something to do with my time, so I thought I’d ask if you want anything.