Headhunters: Part 4

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Dipper's p.o.v.

"Wax Stan's shoe has a hole in it," I say and Mabel and (y/n) walk up as Mabel explains. "All the wax guys have that, it's where the pole thingy attaches to their stand dailies," My eyes widen as the realization hits me. "Wait a minute...What has holes in its shoes and no fingerprints? Girls, the murderers are-" "Standing right behind you?" We hear and turn around and watch as all the wax figures come to life. "Wax Sherlock Holmes! Wax Shakespeare! Wax Coolio?!" (y/n) questions as we look at the figures when the ax was grabbed.

Mabel kept repeating the words oh my gosh as we all backed up to the coffin. "Congratulations my three amateur sleuths, you've unburied the truth and now we're going to bury you!" Sherlock stated and I feel Mabel and (y/n) grab tightly onto my arms. "Bravo Dipper Pines and (y/n) (l/n), you've discovered our little secret. Applaud everyone, applaud sarcastically," He soon says pulling out wax Stan's head and all the figures start to clap. 

"Uh, no that sounds too sincere, slow clap," They clap slower. "There we go. Nice and condescending." "But how is this possible?! You're made of wax!" I exclaim as Sherlock turns back to us, Mabel soon asking "Are you magic?" "Are we magic? She wants to know if we're magic," He laughs before slamming his hand down on the coffin as he shouted in our faces "We're CURSED! Cursed to come to life whenever the moon is waxing, your uncle bought us a few years ago at a garage sale."

"A haunted garage sale son!" Coolio shouted. "And so the Mystery Shack wax collection was born by day we'd be the playthings of man but when your uncle and (y/n) went to sleep we would rule the night. It was a charmed life for us cursed beings that is until your uncle closed up shop."

"We've been waiting for years to get our revenge on Stan for locking us away but we got the wrong guy." "Wait so you were trying to murder Grunkle Stan for real?!" I ask in shock. "You were right all along Dipper wax people are creepy!" Mabel claims when I notice the color draining out of (y/n)'s face as she stutters. "D-does...Does that mean you were going to try to k-kill me too?" My face drops and we look at the figures in horror.

 "Enough! No, we were never going to harm you (y/n) because even though we knew you suspected we were alive you still left us alone and we can't blame you for Stan locking us away. But now that you know our secret...You must die!" Every wax figure's eyes roll to the back of their heads and we slowly back away as they approach. "What do we do?! What do we do?!" Mabel shouts and I shout back "I don't know! I don't know!"

I turn around and grab whatever I can from the table and start throwing it at the figures, Mabel and (y/n) soon doing the same thing. Eventually, I grab the pot of hot coffee and throw it at them when we all stop and watch the wax figure melt.

"That's it! We can melt them with hottie melty things!" Mabel says and we grab the electronic candles on the table and point them at the wax figures and they start to back away from us as I tell them "Anyone move and we'll melt you into candles!" "Decorative candles!" Mabel shouts. "You really think you can defeat us?"

Sherlock asks and we all give each other a side-eye. "Eh, it's worth a shot I guess." "I...I dunno I'm not really sure." "I mean we gotta at least try." Mabel, (y/n), and I say at the same time. "So be it. Attack!" Robinhood and the lady with the ax goes to attack Mabel but she moves out of the way, resulting in Robinhood being decapitated. "Mabel behind you!" I hear (y/n) shout and turn around to see Shakespeare about to grab Mabel when (y/n) steps in the way and uses her candle to slice off his arms.

(y/n) starts to chase him away and one arm attacks Mabel and she starts slamming the door on it. "Interview this Larry King!" I shout, decapitating him. "Ah, my neck! My beautiful neck!" I feel someone grab the candle before flinching away and I slice through wax Groucho. "Jokes on you Groucho!"

"I've heard about a cutting remark but this is ridiculous!" I turn around to see a figure chasing (y/n) and I shout her name. She looks over and I point at the fire, she nods and races toward me, jumping out of the way at the last moment as wax Hangus Kon jumps in the fire.

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