Ask-Barns

You were curled up into Dipper's side, looking out at the pretty sun. The day of the party was left uninterrupted after Stan's sudden appearance. The sky was black-blue over the trees, tiny stars twinkling. You, Barns, Mabel, and Dipper were out camping, Barns, after throwing a hissy fit,(you thought she popped a gasket,) finally let the four of you enjoy your time in the meadow she called her own. "Since Stan isn't here, we can have story time!" Mabel laughed, looking at you with her creepy smile. Apparently, she had that look perfected with the help of Barns, who, not surprisingly, wanted a way to scare the hell out of everyone around her.

You sit in a bush beside the house a well known family grew up in, it was blue, and you know the only survivor of the horrible fire that stuck the family. You and the girl who lived there are watching two children, they must have been twins, one a boy and one a girl. "Can't w-" the girl beside you threw a hand over your mouth. She was one who liked to be a strategist, and your one to just confront anything, you sometimes wonder if you're more brave. But you wouldn't confront a bear, or even sometimes the owner of the Mystery Shack alone. You see her thinking beside you. Suddenly she jumps up, running across the path, and just stopping there.

Barns Gravity is an odd five year old to say the least. She has no attitude, and she's so quiet. Most five year olds are playing dolls with their momma, but she'd rather quietly sit in the dirt outside alone. She's so like her mother, Mary. Her hair, her smile, how she worries at her bottom lip with her teeth when she's nervous or scared... Just the little things I fell in love with her mother for. And it kills me every time I look at my own daughter. Thats why I stopped telling her how good she did anymore. Giving my own daughter praise hurts like I'm walking on hot coals. My daughter won't even call me dad anymore, only sir. "Sir, Luke's h