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[sparklehorror]

Yes, please.

[Totally unaffected by her fall as usual, Mabel accepts her brother's hand, carefully standing on her uninjured foot and holding the other up in an attempt to keep it clean.]

Are you getting samples from everybody?

[ghostharasser]

[So, it certainly says something that Dipper has had such a day that he has come to possess something like bandages in his welcome bag. It's directly related to the sample collecting. It's also why he has a knife now. Where did he get the knife? Who knows!]

I'm gonna try. It seems too important not to study. I'll show you mine in a second.

[He will just get to work on her foot while she has it up. That way she doesn't just topple back again. Once that is done, he will get back to the table and set an empty bottle next to Mabel's sample. It's probably the matching empty pepper shaker.]

[Out comes the knife and he makes a small cut on his finger. Boy it sure is glowing, which catches Dipper off guard.]

I knew it!

[sparklehorror]

[Why does brobro get a knife? Mabel wants a knife. She's gonna find one.]

-- woah! Yours glows?

[There are probably a lot of meaningful implications of this but Mabel latches onto one in particular.]

That's so weird! It's us, so how come you got the pink glowy stuff but mine is all green and smells funny?






[Look, if you had to assign a weird blood type to a teenaged boy who only recently came around to how often he needs to shower --]