so , we were supposed to use descriptive sensory details , and we were given a beginning sentence. The starter was: " It was pitch black in the woods. I couldn’t see anything at all. Suddenly, there was a rustling noise a few feet away. " Just before you can start reading , i just wanna say , this story is based off of Gravity Falls. More specifically , Dipper. This is my AU. In this AU , he runs away to search for mysteries after Ford comes back from the nightmare realm. his hair is also slightly longer , and he wears a black tanktop , blue jean shorts , black running sneakers , and his same blue trucker hat. And when it's cold , he wears a blue and black varsity jacket , that he bought at [store]. Now that you have a general idea of what this is about , here's the story: It was pitch black in the woods. I couldn’t see anything at all. Suddenly, there was a rustling noise a few feet away. I jumped back out of surprise as the wind blew past me , sending a shiver down my spine. I regretted coming out this late without a coat , or jacket of some kind , but I couldn't turn back now; I was too far into the woods. Clutching my lantern in my left hand , I reached for the magnet gun in its holster with my right. The cool and rigid metal felt nice against my palm. I ran my thumb against the padded grip , grateful that the texture could keep me somewhat calm. I shakily held it up , tentatively stepping closer towards where the noise had come from. I realized the sound from moments before had come from a few bushes near Topica Lake , which was illuminated by moonlight. The canopies of the tree , I had noticed , were blocking the light from the ground. Only the clearings were illuminated , giving the woods a dim glow once my eyes had adjusted. The wind whipped by again , this time blowing some hairs into my face and onto my shoulders. I ignored it , continuing my way to the bushes. The hair created the illusion of small spiders against my bare shoulders , but I knew better. I knew that it was just my hair , but my nerves were still on edge. I let out a cry as I aimed behind the bush , but the noise had been a small fox pup. I let out an embarrassed chuckle. I bent down , and gently pet it , petting the pup's fur. I set the magnet gun on the ground , and hummed softly , the fear slowly going away as the pup's soft fur. It let out a content squeaking noise as it nuzzled me , so I decided to take it with me. It wouldn't hurt to have a friend with me.
i named it: " Dipper Pine's Travels "
