🌲🌲🌲Dipper's POV🌲🌲🌲
"WAKE UP BROBRO!!!"
I saw my overly excited twin sister hanging over me as I got up quickly, not wanting Mabel to shout in my ear again. I slowly pulled back the covers and put my feet on the ground. My sister was bouncing off the walls this morning and I started to wonder if she had drank any of her "Mabel Juice". The first tried that concoction, I almost choked on those little plastic dinosaurs and had glitter stuck in my teeth for days. I guess I wasn't moving fast enough for her liking because sure enough, she shouted in my ear again.
"COME ON DIPPER! You got to hustle up and move! Why don't you have a mega shot of Mabel Juice? It works wonders!!! Move, you slowpoke," screamed Mabel. Mabel picked up Waddles and placed him on top of my lap. I looked at Waddles and he stared back at me. Waddles snorted, spraying me with moisture that had little speckles of glitter. Boy, I thought, Mabel gets her glitter everywhere! I planted Waddles back on the floor as Mabel forcefully pulled me to my closet, picking out my usual attire. Honestly, I don't think she knows when to stop being super energetic. But I guess that's part of her personality so I don't say anything to her. Ahh, if only I had that much energy right now.
"Get out and then I'll be dressed," I said in a sleepy voice as I shooed Mabel out of our room. She persistently stayed put until I started taking off my sleep shirt. I thought about getting back in bed when she left, but she already had a solution to that idea.
"Fine, but don't get back into bed or ellssssssse... I'll tickle you to death!!" She laughed as she bounced out of our room. "I'll be waiting! You have exactly... Ummmm... 5 minutes! Annnnnnnd, GO!" I think I heard Mabel giggle slightly as she heard me pace around the room, looking for my stuff. She repeatedly shouted random numbers saying how my time was running out and was repetitively hammered on the door with her knuckles.
I wasn't that worried until I remembered how I felt after Mabel tickled Bill in my body and how much my body ached. I quickly rushed to pull on my clothes, not bothering to brush my hair before putting on my signature item, my pine tree trucker cap. Before I wasted any more time, I ran over to where I always put Journal 3 and swiftly slid it into one of my inner secret pockets in my vest. Then I double checked to see if I had everything. Pencil, pen, UV light, I thought, checking each off mentally in my head as I saw them. Yep, I have everything on me. I opened up the door to see and heard Mabel counting down from 10. She then told me I was this close to a tickle war. In response, I reached for her hair and flipped it over, causing strands of loose hair to get caught in her braces. Her headband fell off as her hair was pushed forward.
"Hey, you cheated!! It's only been, like, 3 minutes," I complained to Mabel as she carefully fixed her hair, pushing her headband back into place. Then I started to laugh as she pretended to be innocent, tilting her head to one side doing a puppy pout. Not even I could pretend to be mad at her. She also broke into laughter and we walked downstairs to get some breakfast. We saw Grunkle Stan in the kitchen making his famous stancakes. If you don't know what stancakes are, they're kind of like pancakes but contain some of Grunkle Stan's hair. I felt as if the day couldn't get any better, but then I started to twitch. Mabel noticed my weird movements and immediately shook me. When that didn't work, she slapped me across the face, leaving a red hand mark on my cheek. Mabel started to cry while I only laughed at the pain Mabel had put me in. Grunkle Stan walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. He pushed Mabel away from me and then looked at my pupils. He saw that I had normal looking eyes, so he started to ask me a few questions.
"You okay kid? You know, after what happened a week ago," he says in a worried tone. "I have to ask you a few questions and answer then honestly."
Wow, I thought. It must be serious if he wanted me to respond honestly. I answered all of his questions honestly and saw that I must have answered them correctly, because he started to walk back to his seat.
I looked at him, and then at Mabel. I suddenly noticed what I had been doing and snapped out it. I started to wonder what he did to me when he was possessing me. I quickly glanced at my family and gave them a reassuring smile. I reached out to Mabel and gave her a tight embrace. "It's okay Mabel, I'm sorry for doing that to you. You're my twin after all," I whispered to her in her ear. Mabel returned my hug with an even tighter hug, crushing my rib cage ever so slightly and patted my back. "Mystery Twins?" I asked. "Mystery Twins." We both broke into smiles.
"I don't know what just happened, but I'm sorry for scaring you guys. I promise I won't do that again," I said in my most sincere voice after Mabel let me go. Grunkle Stan looked at me once and then stared at Mabel. They had a silent conversation, debating on something but I couldn't really make out what they were really trying to discuss. After what seemed to be a couple minutes, they returned to what they were doing. No one said a word, and I finally understood what their little conversation was about. I knew they were just trying to look out for me, but I still felt a little upset. I didn't want that to ruin my day so I decided that I would investigate why I acted so strangely. Instead of talking to them, I opened up Journal 3 and flipped through the pages until I landed on what I wanted to read. Skimming over the pages, I finally found something I could actually test. It said to get something reflective and look straight at your reflection. I picked up a spoon and stared at my reflection. All I saw was his eyes.
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