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Wendy grumbled as she stocked the overpriced snow globes. Stan barged into the giftshop. “Great news, my great nephew and niece are coming up for the summer. They’d be helping out.”
“About time. And of course it’d be in the form of free labor.”
“Hey! No back sass.”
The time came and Stan’s family came. Twins, a boy and a girl. They were 15 like Wendy. And the boy, Dipper, was pretty cute. He was a bit awkward, but in an adorable way. Yeah, he was differently dating material.