Snake in the Angel's Shadow
The Ero-Sennin
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Skullduggery, fiends, and monsters! Los Angeles is full of such interesting times!
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|Snake in the Angel's Shadow|
|Snake in the Angel's Shadow|
Down the road at Zoom Comics, Dipper sat at a table tucked close to a corner near the shelves of the comic shop, scrolling through Mabel's phone. He didn't like using the internet. People put their whole lives on or lived them through the web, leaving behind a trail for anyone with ill-intent to follow along every detail. But it was those qualities, and the ubiquity of smartphones and their cameras, that worked in his favor.
Bringing a hand up to rub his eyes, he sighed. How can people stare at these things at every given opportunity?
He glanced up from his phone and across the shop, Mabel and Misao were sitting in the Manga section, reading manga about handsome boys and letting out perverse giggles. Looking back at the screen, he considered asking Mabel for help because for all of his searching, there didn't look like anything that could be Magnavore activity.
The possibility that they could've been that badly hurt in the last fight didn't escape him, but he'd seen Typhus regenerate from the damage he'd taken, too. At the very least he could be up to something, and that could be anything.
As he mulled over what villainous plot or scheme the Magnavores could come up with, Heather walked over and set a cup of iced tea beside him. "Large cup, no sugar, right? Or were you just trying to be cool, last time?"
Dipper looked up at her and smiled. "Thanks."
"Don't worry about paying for it either, it's on me." She pulled out a chair and sat down. "I heard what happened at lunch Monday, and that sucks."
Dipper shrugged his shoulders. "Not as bad as it did for Lars. You weren't there?"
"No, I eat in first lunch. Kind of a shame the cafeteria's all closed for repairs."
"Sorry for that."
"It's cool. I usually eat lunch in my car, anyway."
Dipper perked up. "You have a car?"
Heather nodded. "I got it for my sixteenth birthday. Though I can basically only drive it between home and school."
For the briefest moment, Dipper considered the possibility of having access to another vehicle besides Shermie's. It was a fleeting thought, downed by Heather's strict guidelines. "Your parents are really strict about how you can use it, huh?"
She giggled. "Yeah, real strict. My family barely lets me do anything, I can't even drive it to work."
"Why even get it for you?"
"Who knows?" With another gentle laugh, she looked at the empty desk in front of him, save for the phone and the tea. "So, you bought a few comics last time you were here, how'd you like them?"
"All right, I like the Beetleborgs comics the best, though. I really couldn't put them down."
Heather smirked a little. "You could grab some more…"
Dipper raised an eyebrow. "Do they give a commission for book sales here?"
"Nope!" She pointed a finger to the ceiling. "I'm just a giant comic nerd and I want everyone else to be comic nerds, too!"
She brought her hand down and patted the table. "You're sitting here, surrounded by pop culture's greatest contribution to mankind, and you're staring at your phone!"
She closed her eyes and shook her head. "It's a crying shame."
Dipper wondered why Drew and this girl weren't dating already. "I'd love to sit down and start reading, but I'm working on a personal project. You know, related to my Mystery Shack days."
Heather rested an elbow on the table and stared intently. "I'll forgive you for not picking up a comic book, if you'll tell me you found something stranger than Star Butterfly."
"That's the thing, I haven't. I'm checking social media and news reports. I've even been listening to my Grandpa's police scanner at home at night, and nothing really stands out."
"Well, you're forgiven anyway." Heather hummed. "Did you hear about what happened on Rodeo Drive yesterday?"
"No, what happened?"
"Power went out for like two hours on the whole street. It was on lockdown for the entire day, because power doesn't go out at one of the most expensive places in Beverly Hills for no reason."
An expensive shopping district didn't seem like something the Magnavores would knock over. "That seems more like a job for an electrician than a paranormal investigator. Unless it's ghosts that are messing with the power."
Heather brought her hand to her chin. "What if it was?"
"Then it would be a case of… Haunt Couture," Mabel said as she and Misao arrived at the table.
Dipper stared at his sister. "Ha."
Mabel responded with a big laugh at her brother's reaction to her foul wordsmithery.
Heather giggled as well, before she had another idea. "Oh, did you hear about the snakes?"
Dipper was interested. "Snakes?"
"It was trending like Wednesday morning. People in Beverly Hills, Burbank, and even near here were seeing these giant snakes slithering around. The police and animal control looked all over for them but didn't find any sign of a snake."
Dipper looked at the phone and entered "snake" in the search bar of Twitter. Sure enough he found a whole slew of hashtags about a giant snake in different parts of Los Angeles. "Wow, a lot of people saw these snakes…"
"Did anyone get any pictures?" Misao asked.
Dipper looked at each tweet. "No one was able to. By the time anyone got their phone out to look, it was gone…"
Heather nodded. "It's weird, right? As usual the internet is full of opinions about what it was. A prank, hallucination, an actual snake…"
Mabel shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe it's camera shy?"
It would have to know what a camera is to be shy about it, could it be a Magnavore thing? Dipper thought.
"Maybe that's the kind of thing you could look for?" Heather suggested, before the door chimed. "Oops, back to work."
As she got up, she looked towards the door and lit up to see Drew, Jo, and Roland walk in, with Marco following behind them. "Oh, hey guys!"
Drew smiled. "Hey Heather."
Roland headed to the counter. "How's the store been?"
Heather jogged around the counter to her spot. "Good, actually. Your Dad went off to grab some pizzas. How was your first lesson?"
Drew was quick to answer ahead of Roland as he joined him by Heather. "We're starting with the basics. You know, breathing, how to move in a fight."
Jo took Heather's spot at the table. "Except for Sensei being a jerk, it was fine."
Marco looked down at her. "I said it's fine."
"What happened?" Dipper asked.
"Sensei wants me to be his Assistant Instructor, but I can't do that until I've become a red belt," Marco explained.
"Is that hard?" Dipper asked.
Marco shook his head. "Not for me, no."
"That's not all," Jo said. "Sensei said he was going to just let him become his Assistant, then turned around like five minutes later and said he needed to be a Red Belt first."
Mabel gave a start. "Whaaaa? That's messed up."
"He just got ahead of himself," Marco replied. "He's not perfect."
Heather got behind the counter and rested her arms on it. "That is kind of messed up, though. Like if Nano offered me a key to the store, then turned around and said I need to do something else for it."
Drew and Roland looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
"It doesn't matter if I have to become a red belt," Marco said. "I can do that by Monday morning."
Dipper sided with Marco. "Then there isn't a problem."
Jo let out a frustrated grunt. "Whatever."
Mabel raised her hands in a placating gesture. "Hey now, no need for bad vibes. We're gonna have pizza soon!"
Marco pulled out his phone. "I'd love to stay, but I gotta get ready for my Belt test."
He brought it up to his ear. "Hey Star, are you busy? Class is done… I'm at Zoom Comics, yeah."
Seconds later, a portal opened in the middle of the store, and Star emerged partly from it. "Hey Marco, your mom's making that meatloaf stuff again… but this time there's cheese inside it."
She noticed the others and smiled big. "Hi~!"
Heather stared at the magical portal, her head tilting to the side.
"Hey Star~!" Mabel and Misao chimed together, before the former continued. "We're still good for tomorrow, right?"
"A duh~" Star said. "I can't wait for tomorrow, I have such a huge surprise for you. It's gonna be the best one week anniversary ever! See you tomorrow!"
She waved vanished back into the portal, Marco stepped in to follow and looked back between the table and the counter. "Next class is tomorrow, and we're going to go into how movement works. See you."
"Yeah, bye," Jo muttered.
"Later Marco," Drew said.
"See you tomorrow bruh," Roland added.
Marco gave a small wave to Dipper, Mabel, and Misao, before he passed through it and it disappeared. Heather let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, soon as it closed. "That's… wow."
Drew turned back to her. "You get used to it."
Heather raised her hands and shook her head. "I don't think I want to."
Misao looked at Jo. "You can do nothing but be unpleasant, can you?"
Jo glared back. "Marco's being way too forgiving of how he's treated there."
Mabel clapped her hands together. "Girls, girls." When the glowering girls looked at her, she smiled. "This is no place for bitter arguments and name-calling, this is a comic book shop."
She gestured to Jo, while looking at the others. "Jo's concerned about Marco, if in her own unpleasant way."
Misao frowned and copped to that. "Very unpleasant."
Mabel turned to Jo. "You gotta work on that."
"Hey, a guy literally walked out of there after that, so I wasn't the only one who thought it's crap. Besides, I think it was more than just the Sensei getting ahead of himself."
"Well, do you have proof?" Dipper asked.
Jo frowned. "No, just a hunch… I think that little troll in Marco's class, Jeremy Birnbaum, did something and made Sensei change his mind."
Dipper stopped. "The eight year old?"
Mabel remembered what Marco had said about Jeremy. "The eight year old Marco says is as bad as the Vanderhoffs?"
Dipper remembered. "Oh. Oh."
If it was that kind of problem, then Misao as well could see why Jo was in such a foul mood. "Hmph."
"So why don't we talk to Sensei tomorrow?" Roland asked.
"And keep an eye on Jeremy too, while we're at it," Drew added.
"See? Proactive decision making and assertive planning, let's do that instead of getting all salty and ill-tempered." She looked back and forth between the two girls. "Now then, where's our pizza?"
The door chimed and a mustachioed African American man in his early 40s walked in, carrying four boxes of large pizzas. Seeing the teens gathered in his shop, Aaron Williams smiled and called over to his son. "Hey Roland, can you grab napkins from behind the counter?"
He then addressed the others. "And you guys are welcome to drinks on the house."
Heather held up her tip jar. "But don't forget to tip, you know?"
Mabel shot up. "Pizza time! Thanks Uncle Aaron, and dibs on the pineapple pizza!"
"I even made sure it was cut into squares, and not triangles like you asked."
Mabel beamed. "You are the best."
Jo grimaced. "Pineapple, really?"
Misao shared Jo's expression, and it deepened with the knowledge that she agreed with Jo on something else today. "I will just have the meat lovers pizza please."
Jo looked at Misao and sighed. "Ugh, so you do have some taste."
Dipper looked at Jo. "What's wrong with Pineapple on pizza?"
Jo was devastated.
With slices distributed among the gang, Dipper took Mabel's phone and toasted slices of pineapple with her as he began writing out a text to the group chat.
Mabel said:
I've had no luck searching the net for any signs of the Magnavores, but Heather gave me a heads up on something weird going on.
Jo checked her phone and typed her own message back with a pout.
Jo said:
Is it a bunch of people suddenly liking pineapple on their pizza?!
Roland, who was sitting behind the counter with his father, checked his phone and snickered.
Roland said:
lol
Aaron looked over at his son. "Oh, some kind of funny meme?"
Roland shook his head. "Nah, Jo's just having a fit that a guy she likes has trash taste."
Drew, who had sat down to read some comics with his pizza, glanced over at Dipper then pulled out his phone.
Drew said:
What's going on?
Mabel said:
Heather said that people have been seeing a giant snake lurking around Los Angeles. Is there anything in the comics about a snake?
Marco said:
What's wrong with pineapple on pizza?
Jo said:
GO EAT UR MEATLOAF.
Drew looked at his stack of books, and the latest Beetleborgs issue on top of it. His brow furrowed, as he examined the giant snake looming over Reddle and G-Stag. Opening the book, he saw the freakish form of Typhus' pet creation Snake Head and began swiping.
Drew said:
The newest comic has Snake Head. The magnavores could summon scabs from the comic do you think they summoned this guy 2???
Mabel said:
I don't have a doubt in my mind. First thing tomorrow, Mabel and I will go looking for it.
Mabel leaned over and saw her screen. "Uh, bro-bro? Misao and I are going over to Star's. She wants to show us something."
Her phone chimed again, and the twins looked at it.
Janna Banana said:
Dude, the giant snake might be a Magnavore?! I've been hunting it since it first showed up!!!
Mabel said:
Really?
Janna Banana said:
Duh I want to make it my familiar. If its a bad guy we can blast it too.
Mabel said:
Meet up with me at Zoom Comics tomorrow and we'll go look for it then. Bring everything that you have on it.
Janna said:
k_hand: See you then.
Marco said:
Class is only three hours on the weekend, we'll be out by noon and catch up with you.
Mabel said:
Thanks.
Drew said:
Thnx
Roland said:
Ty
Jo said:
Cool.
Mabel said:
It's settled, then. Like Mabel said, let's be proactive and assert ourselves.
Handing Mabel's phone back to her, Dipper took another bite out of his pizza and thought about their situation.
If it's a Magnavore then at least they're not going around attacking people, but on the other hand… this now raises the question of what they're up to. Whatever the case may be, we have a plan now, and we'll be the ones going on the offensive this time.
As he ruminated on these things, Mabel noticed Jo watching him with a pathetic–almost stricken look. "Have you ever even tried pineapple on pizza?"
"Yes?" Jo asked.
Drew called from his table. "No she hasn't, she hates it because everyone says it's gross."
Jo whipped her head to shout back at him. "I do not!"
Mabel huffed, then set down a slice of pineapple and pepperoni pizza in front of Jo. "Well then, eat it and I'll give you ten bucks."
Jo looked at the pizza, then at Mabel. Picking it up she took her first bite and paused. She chewed a moment, then looked down at the pizza slice again. She swallowed.
"Huh. This is the best ten dollars I've ever made."
"Ha!" Drew and Roland shouted at the same time.
Misao, who didn't like pineapple on pizza because she did try it, snickered and enjoyed her slice.
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The hunt... is on.
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