Dipper's POV:
"Mabel!" I yelled. I was mad at her, but still worried about her. "Stan!" Soos and the twins came over. "It's Mabel! She looked pale and sick, then she just... Passed out!" Stan raised his eyebrows in worry and shook Mabel. "Mabel, sweetie, speak to me!" Mabel moaned, but didn't speak or move. It looked like we were going for a bumpy ride.
Mabel's POV:
My first thought after I passed out: "Am I dead?" I heard an all-too-familiar laugh. "Well, well, Shooting Star, didn't expect you here so early. No, you're not dead, just passed out." I face-palmed. "Not you again, you weird triangle!" Bill shrugged. I seemed like I was in my body, I was, like, watching everything happen in black and white. I looked at myself, unconscious on the ground, pale in the face, my eyes distant. Everyone was around my body, worried. "You did this to me, didn't you?!" I shouted at Bill. He raised his hands up innocently. "Whoa, whoa, you did this to yourself, Shooting Star. You overwhelmed yourself after your little "argument" with your brother." I pointed at him accusingly. "Don't talk about my brother, you evil triangle! Now where am I?" Bill appeared next to me. "You're in the mindscape, along with me. Now, I've been thinking about something. Shooting Star, what do you want most right now?" I rubbed my arm. "I-I don't know..." Bill rolled his eye. "Yes, you do, Shooting Star, just spit it out."
"I want... I want... I want Dipper to love me again!" I blurted.
Bill spun around. "Hm, interesting request. I can make it happen, I just need a small... Favor, let's say."
I took a step back. "No way! I'd never trust you! You tried to destroy Stan's mind and my brother's journal!" Bill shrugged. "Oh well, then, if you ever change your mind then I'll be waiting! And don't forget: I'll be watching you... Always watching..." Bill disappeared, and I sank back into consciousness. "Ugh..." I saw the scene again, this time in my own eyes. Everyone was staring at me, I tried to give them all a reassuring smile. Then I realized I still had a pounding headache and I was really cold. "Don't worry guys, I feel much better now," I lied. I closed my eyes, then opened them. "C'mon, let's go find a place to sleep. I'm beat," I said to everyone. The only problem was, I wasn't sure if I wanted to sleep.
