Dipper drops his arms and scratches Waddles affectionately behind the ears.
In a voice filled with faux disappointment, he says, "I guess if we're fighting now, it means I can't tell you about any of the other teenagers that are here, or about all the cool superhero teenager stuff we do. Most of them are guys, too."
He knows her weaknesses.
"Including one of them that like-liked you last time you were here? He has an eye patch. And a shamisen that he pretty much plays like an electric guitar."
He shakes his head slowly.
"But if you're too mad at me to be interested in hearing about any of that, what can I do?"
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In a voice filled with faux disappointment, he says, "I guess if we're fighting now, it means I can't tell you about any of the other teenagers that are here, or about all the cool superhero teenager stuff we do. Most of them are guys, too."
He knows her weaknesses.
"Including one of them that like-liked you last time you were here? He has an eye patch. And a shamisen that he pretty much plays like an electric guitar."
He shakes his head slowly.
"But if you're too mad at me to be interested in hearing about any of that, what can I do?"