MiaTheCatyan

"Pinetreeeee~" a voice laced with mock affection called from downstairs. Dipper mumbled something and shifted on his bed, evoking minuscule, defiant creaks that echoed in the emptiness of the room. His blankets were everywhere; on the floor, about to fall on the floor, strewn all over his bed. They were everywhere but on his body. He pulled one over his head and tried to ignore the dream demon downstairs that was calling him. The beckoning had stopped and Dipper gave a small smile before burrowing deeper into his mess of blankets, happy for silence to settle over the Shack once again. Then a sound of heavy footsteps started and got louder an