Voice Test Dipper Edition

[lambylamby]

COME HELP ME TEST OUT THIS NERD.

PROMPTS? YOU WANT PROMPTS? BAM! I GOT YO' PROMPTS.

Comments

[lambylamby]

What if they don't like parties? What if they're a party-hating species of aliens that believe the act of partying is an act of war? Too many variables.

[grandmasweaters]

Nobody doesn't like parties. You just have to throw them right!

[lambylamby]

The last time we tried to throw a party we ended up with a zombie infestation.

[grandmasweaters]

Because you summoned them. Are you going to raise the dead at the alien party, too?

[lambylamby]

That wasn't my --

[w a i t.]

... No, no, that was my fault, but that's not the point. We don't even know if this fortune is actually about aliens. It could be about anything!

[grandmasweaters]

Well, I think it's about aliens and there's no reason not to have a party...

[lambylamby]

[SIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH.]

Fine. We can throw a party.

[grandmasweaters]

[Mabel's face lights up so very brightly and her eyes go wide before squeals.] Thank you thank you thank you! [You are getting a super fast and super energetic hug around the neck.

Mabel likes parties.]

[lambylamby]

Don't thank me yet.

We still have to ask Grunkle Stan, but if it ends up being anything like the first party we had here I don't see why he'll say no.

[grandmasweaters]

Don't worry, brobro. I can get Grunkle Stan to let me?

[lambylamby]

I wonder where he hid all the party supplies...

[grandmasweaters]

I'm sure I could hunt them down. They're probably in the attic or his office, right?

[lambylamby]

Most likely. Wanna go look?

[mistermystery]

Now wait just a minute!

[And in from the other room comes one grumpy grunkle, looking down at the two kids in his care.]

You two are not throwing a party...

[He looks between the two of them]

... without me charging twenty bucks a pop for admission and someone working a concession stand!