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Stuck in some far off town with nothing but a basket of matches to his name; will Stanley Pines find a guiding light or be snuffed out?
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Stanley walked around the town. His car was totalled and beyond repair against a tree just outside of town. All there was to his name were a bunch of matches and other knickknacks he had pinched a couple of towns ago. With winter pouring down and his funds a painful low, Stanley was forced to walk around this foreign town.
With the odd journal and old hoodie he found on the beach, Dipper Pines starts his quest to uncover the secrets of the journal and the odd weight he feels whenever he wears the hoodie. A better world au Ao3
Chapter 01 - The Ship
The party wasn’t bad, some cousins dropping by and some friends Mabel had invited made for an enjoyably jovial afternoon. The music wasn’t too loud, snacks were aplenty, and the gifts were pleasant. The day had started out with a bang, a scavenger hunt across the beach, musical chairs and charades were just the entrée for the full course that was the twelfth birthday of Mabel and Dipper Pines. One cheerfully jumping head-first into each new activity, the other following along sheepishly, his enthusiasm matching his twin’s, he just wasn’t as external as she was.
Wirt’s Teaching job isn’t doing so well, with some free time he deicdes to cheer himself up with a little tune.
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Wirt always had a slight melancholy hanging over him, darkening his days, but playing music was something that always brightened his vision. Maybe that's what compelled him to be a music teacher, but that thought didn't last as he had to try and keep a class of 30 in check, each student needing attention he couldn't give. It was draining to say the least, but sometimes he'd come across a student with promise, or potential beyond those that struggle with "mary had a little lamb" on the recorder. However, no matter how much he wished he could help these students and expand their talents, the school's budget was thin enough as is, and his own paycheck wasn't as grand as the employment agency described. So he forced himself into a forlorn seclusion, only broken up by the few times when he'd meet back with his younger brother back in Massachusetts.
