Don't Mess with Curses

A Fort And Tent In The Woods

Mabel's pov

           We had fixed the problem of Dipper being unable to walk, but nothing else.

            "What happened to me?" Asked sounding almost defeated. He shifted his legs under him, obviously feeling awkward. We had all sat down in a circle to talk and sort things out. Dipper's new ways of sitting were, folding his legs under him, spreading out all four of them to the side, with his under belly resting against the ground, and folding in his back legs and leaving his front ones extended. He chose the first option seeing as the other two weren't the most comfortable.

           "I was gonna ask you the same," I replied.

           "I certainly don't know," Wendy said.

          "So how did you get here and find us?" Dipper asked 

          Wendy explained to Dipper about how Stan had sent her to find us and how she ran into me, literally. Then how I brought her here, and the rest was up to date. 

           "Speaking of Stan," Dipper began,"what are we going to tell him? I can't go back to the shack like this, or anywhere for that matter!"

           "We could, I don't know, to be honest," I admitted.

          "We could camp in the woods," said Wendy after a while.

         "How? We don't have any of the supplies," Dipper pointed out.

         "Well, Mabel and I can go grab the stuff and you find a place to set up. Heek you could make a fort! We'd tell Stan tha  you were finding a place to set up and we won't be lying even."

          "That, that just might work!" Dipper exclaimed.

          "Alright, then we'll meat up back here. Dipper will find a place, I'll get stuff that Dipper and I will need, and Wendy can get camping supplies." 

          "Yep, but, what do you two want food wise?"

          "Anything sounds good to me," I said.

         "No meat!" Said Dipper. I first I thought he was joking, but as I looked over at him, I saw that he was dead serious. 

         "Ok, man, or should I say deer man," Wendy laughed.

         "Ha ha, hilarious," Dipper said his voice dripping with sarcasm.

         "Sorry, ok, we'll be back." We left Dipper sitting there and began to walk away.

          Dipper,  scrambled a bit trying to stand up I believe, and we turned around.

          "Need some help?" I asked.

          "Yes," he grumbled. 

           We walked over to him and yanked him up, while he extended his legs.

           "Thanks." 

           "No problem, now, go find us a place to set up shop," Wendy, said and then we left.

Dipper's pov

           I felt like crap inside and out. I had just woken up to find that I was some sort of deer-human-hybrid-thing, and let me say that it was not a good feeling for that to happen. I had needed help to walk or even stand up. It is humiliating to have your sister and friend have to teach you how to walk at age twelve. I was sore, it felt like I had just ran five miles, and then lifted fifty pond weights. I don't know what I was sore from, but, it was probably the transformation. Walking was still somewhat of a problem, but less than before. Thankfully my upper half was still human. The worst part was I still didn't know what caused this to happen to me. I just wanted to be normal again. But I had no idea how to fix it. This entire situation was bad. (And some other words that I will refrain from saying.)