Baby blue short stories

turning purple 1

PoV Mabel
My smile grew so bright, it could've lit up the night as I stepped out of the bus.

I looked at the clock. Around 9 pm.

"Mabel, why can't you carry your own bags?!", DipDop complained.

"Let me help you with those.", gruncle Stan chuckled and tried to take all of the bags.

"Mister Pines, no. Your back!", Soon called out and took some of my stuff.

"What did you bring, sweetie?", Fordsie asked softly as I hugged him.

"The question is: what didn't she bring?!", Dipper called out. We laughed.

Soon our baggage was stuffed into our room and we were at the dinner table, where I picked up today's newspaper.

"Still missing: Tad Strange?!", I read out loud in shock.

"Yeah, it's a real tragedy. He had been working here for a while, but last week he just disappeared. His flat was left untouched and the police found nothing but some neatly folded shirts and ties.", Soos told us.

"Oh no! Hopefully he's okay.", I cried out. The only normal person in this town, missing?

"And has bread!", Dipper chuckled.

I glared at him.

After dinner we watched a new movie, called Luca.

"They're gay.", I eventually stated.

Dipper huffed.

"Would you stop making every friendship gay? It's annoying. Plus Luca is definitely straight.", he then stated.

"Have you seen how he looks at Alberto?!", I grinned.

Dipper shook his head.

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"Hey Mabes, I'm gonna go, check if good old Bill is still there, you coming?", my brother asked after breakfast.

"Sure! But I don't think the dorito moved.", I replied, but went upstairs to grab my backpack.

We made our way into the forest when I suddenly heard a voice.

"Hurry up man, I gotta pee!", the voice said.

"Oh, you don't like being turned into stone? Maybe I'll just leave you to pee your stone pants!", a second voice called.

"You wouldn't.", the first one said. It sounded like a teenager or a young man.

"I would.", the other said.

I ran straight into Dipper, who had stopped in his tracks.

I went to stand next to him and froze too.

Right where Bills statue had been standing was now another statue. A more human one. Half human, to be exact. It's upper body was already a body out of flesh, while it's other half seemed to be cold stone.

There was a young man kneeling in front of it, his hands on the stone legs. His fingers were glowing purple, just like his hair and eyes.

"Ha, look Taddie, we got company. Hey Pinetree, hey shootingstar! Looking as awful as always!", the statue laughed.

"Bill, don't you dare move. This is hard enough without your wiggling." ,the purple man snarled.

"Aw, c'mon Taddie. You're just not powerful enough!", the statue laughed. I knew that laugh!

"BILL CIPHER!", Dipper and I called in sync.

"Geez, kid. Yes, it's me, pleasure to meet you again.", Bill said happily and bowed.

The purple man stopped glowing and stood up.

"I'm leaving. I told you not to move!" , he said angrily.

"Wait, no no no! Tad, Tadstar, please. Don't be a pussy.", Bill laughed. That man got nerves.

"Don't joke about my powers, they would be a lot stronger if you wouldn't have decided to turn me into stone and use ME, YOU'RE BEST FRIEND, for your throne!", the guy who's name was Tad growled.

Dipper pulled my sleeve and soon we were running.

Not for long though, because the plants started growing around us like a cage.

"Sorry kids, but I need to free my God damn stupid moron friend of a demon.", Tad called out.

Then he got back to work.

I watched him in silence, while Dipper yelled insults at them. Tad. Tad?

He kinda looked like the bread guy.

"Will you let us out if we buy you bread?", I yelled at him.

Tad looked up.

"I love bread. Best human invention.", he sighed.

"So you've been a demon this whole time?!", I asked shocked.

"Well, while you would classify me as a common demon, I am actually a higher being. Higher than Bill, that's for sure.", he explained while the last bit of stone disappeared and Bill ran away.

"Where you going man?!", Tad called.

"Gonna peeeeeeeeeee!", Bill cried out.

Dipper had pulled out his journal. In the last years we had learned to observe, not fear.

"Is that really Bill? He looks so-", I started, but stopped mid sentence to find my words.

"Ugly? Disgusting? Stupid?", Tad completed with a huff.

"Kids! Lunch time!", I heard Grunkle Ford yell.

Tad rubbed his sleeve.

"Oh, for fucks sake, him too?! Little get together? Right here? Right now?", he huffed.

Stan and Ford stepped into the light of the clearing.

Ford froze. "Don't come closer!", I yelled,"He's some kind of demon!"

To be continued