Dipper's POV
I suddenly felt a sort of pulling at my brain, and I closed my eyes. Immediately I heard a voice in my head. It was unlike any voice I had ever heard before. I couldn't tell if it was male or female, happy or sad. Familiar or unfamiliar. It was... Strange.
"Arm yourself."
I glanced around, and drew my knife. Suddenly a figure pounced on me. I thrust my hand at it, and the knife's blade cut into its skin. I looked down at my victim. It was a strange teal creature, its translucent skin making it look like a giant blob of Jell-o. It fell into two pieces. I had sliced it in two. I stared. I guess I was supposed to feel bad for it, but I wasn't. I stepped on it, squishing it into even smaller pieces until it was just a pile of mush. I tucked my knife back, and coldly walked away. Suddenly the color from the world around me drained.
"Hey there, Pine Tree! I see you've made your first kill!"
I stared down. I didn't even see him, yet I knew who it was. "Leave me alone, Bill," I told him.
"Aw, c'mon, Pine Tree! If we're gonna work together, we should at least be friends!"
"I said, leave me alone!"
"Yeesh, kid. Simmer down. You're starting to become like me!" Bill laughed. "Anyway, I'll see you in a bit, Pine Tree!" He lifted his top hat, and put it back on. He then disappeared. However, his words were still fresh in my mind, echoing over and over again. "You're starting to become like me..."
Mabel's POV
I nervously chewed my nails. Grunkle Stan and Stanley were trying to wake up Soos, who was grunting, "Ugh, just five more minutes, dude."
I glanced at my makeshift bed and decided it was time to pack up. I lifted my blanket, and rolled it up. Suddenly something clinked onto the floor. My knife. I picked it up, and saw something engraved on the handle.
Mystery Twins.
I started to tear up. I might never see Dipper again! He could get hurt or worse, and we wouldn't be able to help him! This is all my fault! I should have pressed that dumb shutdown switch, and Dipper would still trust me! It's my fault that my twin might die...
"What? Dipper's gone? When? Why?" Soos asked.
"We don't kn-"
"It was my fault."
Everyone looked at me, surprised. "It my fault Dipper's gone! He doesn't trust me, he doesn't trust any of us, and now he's gone! I should have trusted him. I should have pressed that button..." My voice cracked at the end. Tears streamed down my face, more than usual. Someone placed their hand on my shoulder, then embraced me in a hug. I turned my head to see. Stan.
"Mabel sweetie, you made the right choice. Every decision that you make in your life is gonna have some bumps in it. Nothing in life is free. You trusted your heart, and that's going to get you far. That's where you and I are alike. We think with our hearts. Others think with their minds," he told me in a small voice.
"Did Dipper think with his mind?" I asked him naively. He looked up at the ceiling.
"Dipper... It's harder to earn Dipper's trust than it is for most people. But when someone he trusts shows a possibility of betraying that trust, he... He switches to his mind. Dipper thinks with both his mind and his heart, Mabel. He reminded me so much of my brother while you kids were here. Even his paranoia was like Lee's," Stan chuckled. I tried to imagine Dipper growing up to be like Stanley. Grunkle Stan was right, they were alike in a lot of ways.
"I hope I can learn to think with my mind," I said absently.
"Mabel, you're perfect the way you are. Don't ever stop being you."
Ugh, I don't think I ended that right. Oh, well. Some serious drama is coming up in the next few chapters, so I would prepare your feels to be SHATTERED.
