Second Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

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Mabel's classes were finished for the week, and she was in a fairly social sort of mood... which, in fairness, was exactly the sort of mood she tended to be in roughly 99% of the time anyway. Waddles was sleeping off dinner back in her room, and it occurred to her that maybe this was an excellent opportunity to get some knitting in while also taking care of that whole 'temporarily limited wardrobe' issue that she currently had. So, she'd done some brief shopping in town (Fandom town was small and cute but it was functional!), and now she had herself a whole bag of yarn, some knitting needles, and a box of Chipackers (the chip that tastes like a cracker!), which she was currently sitting down on the floor in front of the television with.

She could have sat on the couch, yes, but there was just something about parking herself way too close to the television while she knitted herself a new sweater and watched old reruns of Tiger Fist that felt right, around here.

[OOC: Open for the glory of the second floor!]

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[bestatmystery]

Lottie was wandering the halls. Three days off in the middle of the week sounded amazing when she was setting up her schedule, but it turned out it was actually kind of boring when you didn't really know anyone around, yet.

The solution to that, of course, was to find people to get to know.

"Hi," she greeted, walking in to flop down sideways over one of the chairs. "Whatsat you're knittin?"

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"A sweater," Mabel proclaimed, holding up her progress thus far on a sweater with what appeared to be a pair of olives with cute happy faces holding hands on the front. "My brother and I ended up here without... most of our things, actually, and you can never have too many sweaters. Hi, I'm Mabel!"

Mabel and her "Olive You" shirt-in-progress were pleased to make your acquaintance, Lottie!

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Lottie and her "I pint ice cream" shirt were pleased to meet you as well, Mabel.

"Oh you must be Dipper's sister!" That was that keen mystery-solving brain at work, right there. "I'm Lottie, his new roommate. I guess bottomless pits aren't too great for bringin luggage along, huh."

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"That's me! I managed to bring my backpack and my pig, but most of my stuff is still sitting in a suitcase back in Oregon." Mabel grinned and bounced a little where she was sitting. Look at that! Already she knew someone who knew who she was!

Because she was sharing a room with Dipper, but still...

"You might be the first girl Dipper's ever shared a room with besides me," she shared. "If he gets too weird, you can come talk to me. I know allll about Dipper's crazy moments, trust me."

She knew about them so, so well.

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"He's a boy," Lottie said. "Weirdness is guaranteed."

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"Yeah, but Dipper is, like... the king of the boys. I mean, the king of the crazy, well-meaning but obsessed sort of noodly boys. When it comes to weird-because-boy, he has the market cornered."

Mabel meant this in only the most loving way.

"Has he even looked up from his book since Saturday?"

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"Not so's you'd notice," Lottie said. "He's well into mystery, isn't he?"

Lottie was pretty much desperately pretending she didn't want to steal that book from Dipper and read it all, herself.

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Did Lottie have access to a black light? All of the really interesting stuff was in invisible ink!

"We've been kind of into the whole mystery thing for a few years now," Mabel explained. "We even call ourselves the Mystery Twins!"

Or, rather, Mabel called them the Mystery Twins until Dipper had given in and agreed to go along with it. Which was more or less the same thing.

"But he doesn't really relax very well. He'll probably come around and start exploring properly soon, but my best guess is, he's plotting out exactly how to do that right now."

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"I used to be into mystery," Lottie said, sounding sort of faintly disappointed. "But I grew out of it. I'm pretty sure I'm s'posed to be into boys, now."

Her eyeroll demonstrated just what she thought of that concept.

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Alluka was still... pretty unsure about wandering very far all by herself. She knew she had permission but at the same time that much freedom was pretty nerve-wracking.

But this was just right by her room, so she bounced over and poked her head inside, stuffed giraffe clutched in her arms (Kathy had bought it for her, so her bunny was guarding her bed) and then beamed.

"Hi, hi! Mabel!"

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"Alluka! Hi!" Mabel put down her knitting for a moment in order to wave an enthusiastic hello. "How are you? Ooh, is that a new giraffe??"

She'd never met it before. Which, granted, wasn't saying much, considering they hadn't even known one another a full week yet.

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And now Alluka had to come all the way into the common room. There were important toy introductions to be done.

"Kathy bought her for me," because this one was a girl obviously, "but I haven't named her yet."

Alluka plopped herself down on the floor by Mabel and held out her giraffe to Mabel. "She says hello," Alluka said solemnly.

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"Well, hello," Mabel said, giving the giraffe a cheerful wave in greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

And then she was smiling up at Alluka again.

"Kathy is one of the TAs in our outdoors class, right?"

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After making her giraffe wave back at Mabel, Alluka hugged it again, and nodded.

"Kathy's the really pretty one, with the dark hair," she shared. Kathy was also the girl TA, so there was that. "She's sooo nice."

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"I'm going to have to say hi, then," Mabel decided, giving a satisfied nod before picking up her knitting again. "Have you made many other new friends since you got here?"

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"You," Alluka said, after pondering that for a moment. "And Ringo, and there was Hanna at the picnic and Pinkie too," apparently talking to Alluka once made her believe they were friends, "and there's Anders but he doesn't count because he's my brother now."

She looked around.

"No Waddles today?"

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"Waddles is sleeping," Mabel replied, smiling and shrugging her shoulders. "He had a big supper. I guess you could say he kind of... pigged out?"

Bwop bwop.

"And I don't see why your brother can't be your friend, too. My brother is my best friend. We've been through everything together!"

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"Anders is a good brother!" Alluka said, distressed. "He's just not the same as you or Kathy!"

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Lottie waved from where she was sprawled upside down now over the chair. "H'lo! That's a lovely giraffe."

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Alluka beamed.

Getting on Alluka's good side was pretty much the easiest thing to do, but that didn't mean compliments weren't nice.

"Thank you," she said happily. "She's new, so she hasn't got a name yet. I'm Alluka. What's your name?"

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"Lottie," Lottie said. "It's shorter for Charlotte." It wasn't, actually. But it was cuter. "What kindsa names you been considerin?"

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"I don't know," Alluka admitted. "I thought maybe Rainbow, because Kathy likes that colour and she bought my giraffe for me. And then I thought Ribbon, because ribbons are pretty."

There were no ribbons on the giraffe, however.

"Do you have any ideas?"

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"Namin's not really my game," Lottie admitted. "I'm better with titlin. If you ever have a caper that needs a name, I'll be your girl."

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"...What's a caper?" Alluka asked, wide-eyed and curious.

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"It's like an adventure, only with IMPLIED MALINTENT," Lottie said. "Like in spy shows and things."