Oh... [Wall-E stares for a moment before he nods, apparently accepting that explanation. He then puts the two cans he's holding inside that open chest compartment with the rest of what he's collected so far before he closes the door. Suddenly, Wall-E starts making a rumbling, crunching sort of noise before the door opens and out comes the trash, now in a box-shaped compact form that he picks up and sets aside for now.
That takes care of the take-out boxes and a few of the soda cans, now he just needs to gather the rest of them, as well as some of these crumbled up papers on the floor. One of which Wall-E now picks up, looking at it curiously as he starts to unfold it in his hands. What does Dipper have written down on them?]
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That takes care of the take-out boxes and a few of the soda cans, now he just needs to gather the rest of them, as well as some of these crumbled up papers on the floor. One of which Wall-E now picks up, looking at it curiously as he starts to unfold it in his hands. What does Dipper have written down on them?]