There was something wrong. DIpper knew it- felt it in his belly- the moment he stepped onto their front steps.
His fears were realized when he opened the door to find their dad sitting at the dinning table, drumming his fingers. Dipper was quick to notice his old- long ago filled- Book of Shadows on the table beside his father.
He took a deep breath to brace himself for the oncoming storm. He was in so much trouble, he was so fucked.