Don't Mess with Curses

Potential Runaways. But Aren't We All Just Potential Runaways, Right? Yep!

Dipper's pov

        I slept on top of a sleeping bag but I did have a blanket. My dreams were weird and were filled with bizarre things, like needing to run but I didn't know what from. Another was a dark shadowy figure whispering to me in a language that I didn't recognize, but understood, I can't remember what it was saying. I ignored theses.

       I woke up with my legs in a tangle. That's when I noticed that I had spots that looked like the big Dipper on my deer back. I shifted them enough for my hands to untangle them. I had slept on my side and spread out my legs to get comfortable. 

       Putting on my vest I stept out into the morning air. The sun was painfully bright and I cover my eyes in till they got used to the light. As I moved my hand to my eyes, I brushed some fur on the side of my face. 

       "What the..." I said grabbing on hold of two stiff brown fuzzy ears. "Deer ears," I breathed to no one. I decided to check on Wendy and Mabel because all three of us had realised that they were gonna be transformed by today. 

        I walked in the direction of the tent and heard no noise coming from inside until I got closer. It wasn't untill I had entered the clearing untill I identified the noise as Mabel's snoring. 

        Then suddenly it stopped. Then there was some shuffling but not enough for it to be both of then so I figured it was Mabel. Then a gasp.

        I walked over and unzipped the the door to let myself in. 

      I found Mabel with an alarmed look on her face as the looked down. Her sleeping bad was unzipped to reveal a pink fish tail. It look like mermando's except for the fact that it was attached to my sister. It had scales that formed a hard pink sheet covering a strong fish tail that gave way to a translucent pinkish fin. The actual tail had pectoral fins poking out from the sides of it and the same with a dorsal fin on the back of it, the same color as the main fin. She looked up at me.

       "Dipper, I'm a-a mermaid," she said dumbfounded. 

       "Yeah, let's get you in some water. I don't wanna give you reverse cpr," I said with a slight laugh, "you think the river will work?" 

        "Yeah sure, we'd better wake up Wendy."  I reached down and picked her up and sat her on my deer back.

         "Yesh Mabel, what have you been eating? Rocks?!"

         "Why, your head missing some?" 

          "You're hilarious," I said rolling my eyes. 

         "I am, aren't I." 

         I plopped her down in the stream with a sigh.

        "I'm gonna go wake up Wendy, ok?"

        "Ok," she said examining her tail more. 

        I turned around with my ears uncontrollably twitching. 

        "Wait Dipper, your ears!"

        "Yeah, I woke up with them like this," I replied turning around and shrugged. 

        "No, not just the ears!" 

        "What?!" I began to be alarmed. 

        "Come here," she said motioning for me to come to her.

        I sat down next to her. She grabbed my hand and led it up to my ear, then past it. Finally my hand tapped something hard. It was about four inches long  and thin with stubs varying in sise. Antlers.