Dreamer

Scary-oke

I walked into the Mystery Shack on the afternoon of the party. Dipper was frustrated. FBI agents were at the shack earlier that day, and Dipper desperately wanted to rant to them about the town. Fear went nuts in my mind. If the government ever even found out about Lyric, everything would be exposed.

"This town is a whole conspiracy," Mabel pointed out. "That's what the government is saying."

"When the government says that especially about this town, it means there's something going on that they don't like even though everything in this town is paranormally natural. And when they find out what's been going on, they're either going to terminate this town and make it unlivable, or terminate the person who let the cuckoo in."

"You really believe the government would do that?" Dipper questioned.

"The government added drugs to bottles during the prohibition to stop people from buying the bottles. Over one hundred people died. Absolutely."

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Mabel and the girls told me they were at the party. I was wearing a baggy black t-shirt with neon yellow parachute pants. A gold chain was connected from the front to the back of my left hip.

Wind rushed through the air. It was not supposed to be windy. I heard screaming in the woods as the two police officers sang karaoke. The ground started to rumble. I thought it was a simple earthquake as people started to run. I ran up to Mabel, confused.

"Dipper, what's the one thing I asked you not to do tonight?" Mabel questioned angrily.

"Raise the dead."

"And what did you do?" I questioned, looking at the walking corpses behind him.

"Raise the dead."

I got the twins and Soos inside the shack. I found a shovel and went outside. I smacked the zombies out of the way. The twins grabbed me once they reached the shack and barricaded the door. It was useless. They crawled in through the windows.

"Dipper, isn't there something in the journal about defeating zombies?" Mabel asked.

"No. There's nothing in here about weaknesses," Dipper explained. "This can't be happening. I wanted answers so bad, I put everyone in danger. Now we're toast, it's all my fault, and no one can save us."

Dipper was picked up by a zombie. I pulled him, but the zombie was stronger than me. I blasted it back, then it was smacked by a bat. Dipper was thrown back into Mabel. A force field shoved most of the zombies away from Stan.

"You three, attic, now!"

"Grunkle... Grunkle Stan?" Dipper questioned.

"I said now!" he snapped.

Mabel, Dipper, Waddles, and I ran. I stayed with them mostly because I needed to protect them. Mr. Pines followed behind us. We barricaded the door, but the monsters were still following us. I got the twins behind us, thinking a zombie was going to burst in. It was Mr. Pines.

He coughed. "Wow. Everything hurts."

I ran behind him and shut the door.

"Grunkle Stan, that was amazing!" Dipper exclaimed. "Are you alright? Well, at least, you can't deny magic exists anymore, right?"

"Kid, I've always known," Mr. Pines admitted.

"Wait. What are you talking about?" Dipper asked.

"I'm not an idiot, Dipper," Mr. Pines snapped. "Of course, this town is weird. And the one thing I know about that weirdness is that it's dangerous."

Zombie hands stuck through the door. "I've been lying about it to try to keep you away from it, to try to protect you from it." Mr. Pines punched a zombie that came through the window. "It looks like I didn't lie well enough."

"What do we do? What do we do?" Mabel asked, panicked.

"We find the reversal spell," I decided.

"There's nothing in here about defeating zombies!" Dipper exclaimed, showing us the journal.

"Dipper, the author is a genius." I gently took the book from him and read through the invisible ink.

"Previously thought to be invincible, their skulls can be shattered by a perfect four-part harmony," Dipper read. "Four-part harmony? How can we create that? I have a naturally high-pitched scream."

"I can make noises with my body. Sometimes intentionally," Mr. Pines admitted.

"Boys, boys. I think you're both missing the obvious solution." Mabel grinned, looking at me.

We managed to sneak outside using Mabel's grappling hook and my powers. The karaoke machine was set up by me, as the microphones were attached to the box. The zombies started to flood outside when the microphones squeaked.

"Zombies and gentlemen!" Mabel greeted. "I'm Mabel, they're Dipper, Stan, and (Y/n), and together, we are Love Patrol Alpha!"

"I never agreed to that name," Dipper protested.

"Hit it!"

"Uh, Mabel, our lives may not be worth this," Mr. Pines commented.

"Friday night, we're gonna party till dawn. Don't worry, daddy. I've got my favorite dress on." Dipper's face contorted into disgust. "Mabel, this is stupid."

Mabel continued. "We roll into the party. The boys are looking our way. We just keep dancing. We don't care what they say."

"And all the boys are ganging up in my face," I continued. I stopped and kicked a zombie off of the roof.

"We have to sing together or it won't work!" Mabel pleaded.

"Boys are a bore. Let's show 'em the door."

"We're taking over the dance floor," we sang together.

"Oh, girls do what we like. Oh, we're taking over tonight. Oh, girls do what we like. Oh, we're taking over tonight. We're queens of the disco! Oh, girls do what we like. Oh, we're taking over tonight."

"Taking over tonight!" Dipper sang, making me grin.

Mabel blasted a zombie with her confetti cannon. "Thank you! We'll be here all night!"

"Deal with it, zombie idiots!" Mr. Pines exclaimed, laughing after.

As the Pines were cleaning up inside, I cleaned up the zombie parts outside. I sent them back to their tombs. I frowned when some of the body parts turned to dust. Even though they were zombies and tried to eat us, they were once people. I calmed myself and finished cleaning.

Zombies. Can be raised using the incantation:

Corpus levitas. Diablo dominus. Mondo vicium.

Highly recommend not doing that. To defeat said raised zombies, a perfect four part harmony created by singing is the only known weapon. Bitten humans can be cured with an unknown method I will discover later on. Only known ingredients are unimaginable amounts of formaldehyde and cinnamon.