"What took you so long?" Dipper asked jokingly, opening the door to a scowling Caesar in spite of Mabel eagerly bounding just behind Dipper's arm.

"There was a fight on the city bus I normally take. These two dudes tried to simultaneously pickpocket each other and … well … things just went downhill from there." Caesar walked though the doorway to a hounding Mabel.

"Sounds exciting!" Mabel eagerly said. "Tell us about it!"

"I'd rather not." Caesar replied, pushing Mabel away as he made his way to the living area. "Uh … Dipper … where's the stuff?"

"Next room. Follow me."Dipper answered, walking in front of Caesar around the kitchen and into the dining area where the large volume of electronic materials was laid out.

"This'll work." Caesar said, picking up and examining an old soldering iron. "everyone makes their own. Hope y'all know how to solder 'cause we don't have a lot of time." Caesar produced a sheet of paper from his coat (silk, crow-feather patterned, well worn) and flattened it on the table, revealing the extensive and admittedly simple plans for a two-way radio headset.

"Like this?" Mabel asked, soldering iron in one hand and a clean-ish circuit board in the other.

"Exactly." Caesar replied. "Now repeat the process here, here, and here.

"Just like arts & crafts…" Mabel said, almost mesmerized.

"Mabel. MABEL!" Dipper called, pulling her away from the board. "That's quite enough!"

"What? What happened?" Caesar asked, leaning over from his chair. "Oh. That…that should be fine."

it was a small mound of soldered metal, Rising from an isolated node on the board.

"Sorry." Mabel offered, sheepish smile on her face.

"Aaaand that should do it." Caesar said, putting the final curve in the copper wire that, upon donning, would curve over the wearer's head. "Here."

Caesar, stretching the sides of the overall headset, put the headset onto Mabel's head himself. Dipper watched with confused suspicion.

"How is it?" Caesar asked.

"It's … nice." Mabel responded, readjusting the radio side.

"That's all I need. URSA_" he spun oh his heels to face Dipper. "Put yours on."
"…Ursa?" Dipper asked, swapping his headset with his hat before replacing the hat. He'd never heard that nickname before, not once.

"Dipper. The big Dipper on your forehead." Caesar started to Dipper's great dismay. He quickly checked his forehead and did his best to recover it with his hat. "It's a part of the Ursa Major constellation. The Big Bear. So I call you Ursa because I don't recognize the Big Dipper as a constellation.

"That's a new one, I have to admit." Dipper responded.

"Well...do you like it" Caesar asked. His expression could only be described as Rhetorical.

"Actually, yeah. I kinda do." Dipper answered. "Is everyone ready?"

"All set, captain!" Mabel said, saluting moving closer to Caesar.

"Onwards, then. Let's go." and with that, the triad was on their way, down the sidewalk and headed for the school.

At long last. Chapter 8 is replaced and a new chapter is up. I hope you lot enjoy.

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