Tension

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Mabel's POV

I tried to approach Dipper again while we were walking in the bunker. "What's up, bro-bro?" I tried to say cheerfully. It was hard to stay cheerful. Stanley made it seem like something terrible was going to happen. Dipper regarded me, then gave me a dirty look when he moved away. I frowned. "Dipper, why aren't you talking to me?" Dipper suddenly got really mad. "Seriously? You honestly don't know why I'm mad at you?" I shook my head, nervous to hear to consequence.
Dipper glared at me. "You didn't press the button! You could've destroyed the universe for one person! Y-You-You trusted Grunkle Stan instead of me, your own twin brother!"
I crossed my arms and defended myself. "Dipper, I did what I thought was right! Don't I get any credit for that?" Dipper raised his arms up in pure rage.
"You could have destroyed the universe! You always listen to your heart, and look at where it's gotten you! Stanley's talking about something that sounds like the apocalypse to me, Mabel! What does it sound like to you?! Mabel, I-I- I hate you!"
I took a step back, shocked. How could Dipper say that? He stomped off while I felt tears come to my eyes. Dipper was right, Stanley did make it sound like the apocalypse was coming. I sat down and hugged my knees while my hot tears rolled down my face faster and faster. Eventually I had to get up and follow the group. I opened a crate. A gleam of knives, swords, and other dangerous weapons gleamed in the artificial light. I grabbed a knife. "Just in case," I murmured to myself. I slid it in my pocket. I was still shuddering from crying, my arms cold and warm at the same time. Sweat came down my face, even though I wasn't hot or nervous. I felt dizzy, and my head was pounding. I slowly walked up to the group with choppy steps, clutching my arms with a deathly grip. Dipper glanced over, and his eyes widened. "Mabel, are you okay? Your face is really pale." I wanted to reply that I was fine, but I couldn't find the strength to speak, or move. I just fell over, glad to be relieved of the pain.

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