Don't Mess with Curses

How it all Started

Dipper's pov 

        "Dipper," a voice whispered in my ear as a cold hand with jagged, long, finger nails dug into my back,"wake up!" 

        I swatted at the hand until I got a tight hold on it. It was then that I registered who's it was. It was my twin sister, Mabel's. She was my best friend but also sometimes, my worst enemy, which is probably because we're so close.

        "Mabel what the heek?" I whisper yelled carefully not too wake up our grunkle Stan. I sat up and she sat down on my bed. 

         "I can't sleep and I'm bored, can we do something?" She replied looking at me egarly. 

        "You realise that it's like 3 am right?" 

        She gave me her best impression of a sad dog and I sighed," tell you what you can look through the journal today find us something tomorrow check out tomorrow."  I picked up my book light off the floor and handed it took her. Standing up, I grabbed my vest and pulled out the journal, it's golden 6th fingered hand glimmering in the moonlight spilling in though the window. I handed them both too her, saying, "oh, and this time, no putting stickers on it this time."

           She laughed replying," whatever you say bro-bro." 

           I patted her back and layed back down, as she hopped back onto her own bed. I saw her switch on the light and begin reading. I didn't give her the black light because it was dark in the room, it was the middle of the night after all. 

          "Hmmmmmm," she would say every once in a while but after some time I fell back to sleep wondering just what would Mabel find for us for 

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Mabel's pov 

           Like Dipper told you, that night I found something that was gonna be good for us go find. 

          The next morning, I walked slowly down the stairs go eat some breakfast. 

         "Morning," Dipper said sounding very groggy. 

         "Good morning!" I said back giving a full braces smile. Stan came in setting a plate of Stan-cakes on the table. We ate them up as fast as possible but not too many because of his hair potentially being in it. Yay? Anyway, after we ate them we went back upstairs. We got ready for the day, I put on my blue sweater with a pink flower on it. Dipper put on the same thing he always wears. 

          "So, what did you pick out for us?" Dipper asked, as we walked down the stairs,"STAN, WE'RE GOING OUT!" There was no response except some incoherent mumbling, "ok!" 

          "What did he say?" I asked. Dipper just shrugged. 

          As we walked into the woods side by side, Dipper asked me," hey, so what did you pick out for us?" 

      "It's a-well you'll see when we get there," I replied. I could see that he was a bit confused at first but then said ok and nodded. I would walk a little then check tomorrow make sure that I was going the right way. As we neared closer, I stopped checking as often. Finally, I was able too say that we were there.

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Hey, Maximumgravity here, this site my first fan fiction I've ever written I hope that it's not too cheesy or corny but I hope you enjoy it. Fyi, it's set right after "The Last Mabelcorn". I have the whole story planed out and the majority of it written out. Thanks for reading!