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Sapper Trapper
"Dude, what are you doing?"
"AHH!-nothing!" Dipper screamed, diving for the CD player on the opposite side of the attic. "H-hey Norm, o'l buddy, o'l pal!" He awkwardly leaned on the now quiet stereo. "H-how long have you been standing there?" Grimacing, Dipper began to scratch the back on his neck. Norman stalked over to Dippers side. Dipper shrunk further into himself, his eyes glued to Norman's.
"Were ... were you listening to Ba..." Norman's cheeks began to quiver with choked back laughter. "Baba?" He exploded. The laughter echoed throughout the room. Keeling over holding his stomach tight, Norman was ecstatic at the revelation. However, an annoyed Dipper, who crossed his arms tightly over his chest, was not so amused.
"Alright, calm down." He cringed. Norman waved one arm in the air whilst the other was still holding onto his aching stomach to stop it from falling off.
"I-I-c-ca-can't!" He forced, the tears flowing freely down his face.
"I'll have you know Baba have some very good and catchy songs! Otherwise they wouldn't be in the top 40, alright?!" He snapped. Norman tried wiping the tears off of his face and to tame his laughter.
"I-I'm-n-not-la-laugh-laughing-at-that!" Dipper raised an eyebrow.
"Then what are you laughing at?" Finally calming down long enough to take a deep and needed breath, he gave a light chuckle.
"I'm ... I'm laughing about the fact you listen to them."
"And why is that so funny?"
"B-because you tried to ... to put on this ... "manly" thing ... like the bands you listen to ... and stuff ... but then ... I c-catch you on your own... listening to this ... it's just, ... cute." Norman wiped his hand under his eyes and let out the last few breathy laughs. Dippers eyes widened. Clearly insulted, he furrowed his eyebrows in a rage.
"I'm not cute." He stated, and sneezed. Chuckling again at the noise he made, Norman tapped on his shoulder.
"You're kinda cute, Dip. I mean, you even sneeze like a kitten" Dipper’s face was scarlet. Smiling sweetly to his friend, he turned to pick up the Baba album whilst Dipper mumbled something under his breath that sounded like ‘I’m manly as hell’. "Hey, is this the album with Sapper Trapper on? I know that song; Courtney makes me listen to it all the time"
"Y-you like ... Baba?" Dippers features softened as he looked onto his friend. Gently shaking his head, he glanced back up to Dipper.
"No, not really. But if you l-like them, I-I could try." Dipper grinned widely. "It could be fun! Especially ... w-watching your d-dance moves again!" He couldn’t control his outburst of laughter, but this time Dipper wasn’t annoyed with him. If anything, he was just overwhelmed his best friend wanted to try and like a band just for him. His face was still tinted pink but with flattery.