[A little more than freaky, one would assume. As soon as Scott steps into the room Waddles sits up, his ears perking further as he sniffs the air. No doubt that he smells a dog here....but that's not a dog, is it?
Or is it?
Quickly the pig hops down from the bed, sniffing the air again without ever taking his eyes off Scott. This little pig is actually no stranger to weird happenings, but he's not trusting this strange dog for a second. Especially considering the fact he's actually walking around, TALKING to Dipper. Who even does that? Nobody who's up to any good, that's for sure.
Before Dipper can react, Waddles suddenly charges at Scott, letting out a sharp squeal as he leaps from the floor at him in an attempt to tackle him to the ground and get him away from Dipper, if at all possible.]
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Or is it?
Quickly the pig hops down from the bed, sniffing the air again without ever taking his eyes off Scott. This little pig is actually no stranger to weird happenings, but he's not trusting this strange dog for a second.
Especially considering the fact he's actually walking around, TALKING to Dipper. Who even does that? Nobody who's up to any good, that's for sure.
Before Dipper can react, Waddles suddenly charges at Scott, letting out a sharp squeal as he leaps from the floor at him in an attempt to tackle him to the ground and get him away from Dipper, if at all possible.]
Waddles!?!