"Crazy"

Chapter 1: Time Defect

"Running. Not sure why. Not sure where. But you must keep running" Mabel rocks and rolls around in bed, squinting and shaking her head. She hears a loud and sudden bang downstairs. Instantly, she leaps up. She looks around her small room in the attic and decides to go get something to eat. "Dipper's probably somewhere downstairs" she thinks.
       The Mystery Shack kitchen seems darker than usual... Like it was frozen in a shadow. Regardless, she pours herself a bowl of Smile-o's from the table. She sets the bowl on the table and walks to the other side of the kitchen to get the milk. She open the fridge and her jaw drops.
         "No... No! NO! NO!" She yells, almost in tears. She looks in the fridge with horror. How could this happen? she thinks, How could she let this happen?
          There was no milk. No food at all for that matter. It was like some kind of cruel joke. A joke only a master trickster could pull off. She leaves it and walks into the hall.
         "Grunkle Stan?" She shouts," Did you move everything out of the fridge?" No answer. He must be hiding, she thought. "It's not funny, where ever you are!" Angrily, she marches to the gift shop.
       As she stomps in, she looks for a sign of Dipper. She doesn't remember much from yesterday, but she knows that Dipper couldn't had been happy after she stormed of to... To somewhere she can't think of right now. But alas, there's no sign that Dipper had been in the store for a while. The floor was faded and dirty, the door seemed crisp as if it hasn't been open in years, and all the merchandise were foggy and covered in a sheet of dust.
"Weird." She whispers "Grunkle Stan would never let the Mystery Shack be this out of business without making a fuss or at least stealing something." She inspects the snow globes, seeing as even when she turned it upside down, the snow stayed near the bottom of the container.
      "Must be defective." She says, as she sets it back by the cash register. She hears a gust of wind passing through the kitchen. Nervously, she pulls the curtain aside and walks into the kitchen.
She looks around, and doesn't find anything out of place. She sits down, disappointed, and starts picking the marshmallows out of her bowl of Mallow Madness. She chews on it and thinks, 'This actually isn't that bad without milk!' Then she realized.

She didn't pour out a bowl of Mallow Madness.