Dipper

I spent the rest of the day up in mine and Mabel's room, away from everyone else, not wanting to complete the summoning circle on the back of my hand. As long as none of the others touched me, everything would be fine. If they did...well, we'd burn that bridge if we got there. I sighed, and pulled the covers over my head, hiding myself in my blanket. I ended up lost in my thoughts, and the only thing that made me jump put of them was the sound of our door opening, and soft footsteps on the floor. "Don't come any closer!" The footsteps stopped. "Why?" Oh, my gosh, it was Mabel! "I'm very sick! And I don't want to get anyone else sick." "You don't...sound sick." I balled my hands into fists under my blanket. Then, I pinched my nose, and spoke. "It comes and goes." "Ew, your voice is all nasal-y!" "Yeah. I told you I'm sick." "Fine, fine, I'll leave you alone, Dipper. Feel better soon!" Once she shut the door, I sighed in relief, and once again got lost in my thoughts, trying to form a plan to get rid of this mark.