Taste of Her Cherry Chapstick!!!!!!!!

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Warnings: some slight internalized homophobia but nothing too terrible, don't worry it's just FLUFF

Word count: 1.7k

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We were able to see Mabel in her bubble thanks to Dipper's success in persuading Gideon. Soos managed to locate us. We ended up in a cartoon torture chamber with an 80s motif and vibrant colors.

We were somehow battling waffles to get to Mabel, who was trapped in the tallest tower of this infantile nightmare.

Soos dashed through the door, sprinting towards the industrial sprinkles to use as a doorstop. He followed it by leaning against the door with his entire weight. Dipper hurried over to his sister and shook her awake. Wendy and I took up a defensive position, prepared to strike should Soos' efforts to block the guards prove unsuccessful.

"What's going on?" The young girl stirred while yawning. She slowly stood up and gave each of us a bewildered look.

"We're saving you, little dudette!" Soos stated while continuing to hold down the entrance to prevent the waffle guards from entering.

"Saving me? What are you talking about?" Mabel continued to display confusion. As that happened, the waffle guards barged in, wafting the aroma of a delicious breakfast with maple syrup. The guards turned from enraged to immobile with a double handclap from her. She continued to shift things around by waving her hands in the air.

She shifted chairs before directing us to take seats in them. "What's going on?" I demanded from her. I am flabbergasted. She now possesses some kind of supernatural abilities?

She claps once more, illuminating the otherwise black chamber. The blinds open to show the sparkling world, which shines directly into my eyes. I squint in an effort to see. "Welcome to Mabelland! I created this place!" Then she pauses, as she rephrases. "Well, sort of. I woke up here."

A dog driving a strange bubble automobile and wearing a sash bangs into the window. "Sorry Mabel!" The critter apologized before taking off.

"Don't worry about it, Mayor Bubbledog!" She grinned.

"You created all this?" Dipper groaned in annoyance. The rest of us joined Dipper in standing up. Although the bean bag chairs were cozy, they were detracting from our primary goal.

"Well, duhhhh!" Although remaining wide-eyed, the girl giggled while whirling in a circle. She suddenly gasped as an idea popped into her mind. "You all could stay here with me! It has everything a person ever needs! Sometimes before you even know you need it!" In a flash, she had an animal in her hands. "Apparently the universe knew I wanted a chinchilla! Right again!" She shouts enthusiastically up towards the ceiling.

"We can't stay here! We have to stop Bill."I persist despite realizing that my mother's spirit is not present. Either she is unable to follow us inside or she has chosen not to. Given the condition of this place, I don't blame her.

Mabel groaned and cast a glance over at her sibling. Her upbeat demeanor changed to serious. "This place is perfect. It isn't like outside where Bill has probably already won." With dread, I gulped. "After you wanted to leave me behind..." she started, pointing at Dipper, "I wanted summer to last forever. Now it can!"

"But this isn't good for anyone!" Dipper argued.

"Yes it is! Even if it isn't real, it makes people happy. You can't argue with the results, Dipper." She sighed once more and grimaced.

Suddenly, a boy entered who had a striking resemblance to Dipper. He was nearly identical to my cousin, with the exception that he exuded far more confidence and seemed much cooler. Other than that, he was exactly the same.

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