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Pen Pals and Doggie Disguises
Nov. 16th, 2013 09:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wannabeaboy[Scott’s first year of school had proven to be pretty darn exciting! He’d learned so many new things and made so many new friends! Some weren't even from his school, thanks to a cross-country pen pal project! He’d really won the good-luck lottery with that one. Scott had somehow been paired up with 7th grader in California! That was fairly interesting in itself, and his handwriting was good- but all it took was one mention of music for them to really hit it off. Do you listen to Babba? Have you heard of THIS band? I really love this song, and here’s a 3 page essay explaining why…
They kept up correspondence even after the project had ended. Their discussions immediately expanded into other things; good books, musicals and plays, their favorite television shows, their best subjects in school, what they wanted to grow up to be, etcetera and onward. They even started talking about their families (with a bit of careful wording on Scott’s side). He knew that it was a true friendship when they finally crossed the greatest of pen pal barriers- Sending. Each other. Photos!
But their messages started to grow a bit sparse as summer drew ever nearer. The last letter he got from Dipper mentioned that he would be staying with his great uncle (grunkle) in Oregon for the next few months. Scott’s response came a few weeks later, a hastily-written note in cursive.]
[It feels like ages for them to finally get there, and it's not just because of the 10 hour drive! While Leonard and his mother entertain themselves with the grand tour of the Mystery Shack, Scott excuses himself to go find his new pal. Dipper wasn't kidding about the place, it's just as much of a run-down tourist trap as he described! He cautiously peers into the gift shop and knocks on the wooden door frame.]
Y'ello? Anybody home? Is there a Dipper Pines here?
They kept up correspondence even after the project had ended. Their discussions immediately expanded into other things; good books, musicals and plays, their favorite television shows, their best subjects in school, what they wanted to grow up to be, etcetera and onward. They even started talking about their families (with a bit of careful wording on Scott’s side). He knew that it was a true friendship when they finally crossed the greatest of pen pal barriers- Sending. Each other. Photos!
But their messages started to grow a bit sparse as summer drew ever nearer. The last letter he got from Dipper mentioned that he would be staying with his great uncle (grunkle) in Oregon for the next few months. Scott’s response came a few weeks later, a hastily-written note in cursive.]
Dear Dipper Pines,
Good news! My family and I will be travelling on a grand road trip through this country’s 50 states! We’ll be heading your way
in a few days, and I’ve talked the others into letting me visit for a while! I’ll be seeing you soon! (The anticipation!)
in a few days, and I’ve talked the others into letting me visit for a while! I’ll be seeing you soon! (The anticipation!)
Signed,
Scott Leadready II
Scott Leadready II
[It feels like ages for them to finally get there, and it's not just because of the 10 hour drive! While Leonard and his mother entertain themselves with the grand tour of the Mystery Shack, Scott excuses himself to go find his new pal. Dipper wasn't kidding about the place, it's just as much of a run-down tourist trap as he described! He cautiously peers into the gift shop and knocks on the wooden door frame.]
Y'ello? Anybody home? Is there a Dipper Pines here?
