Semblance

18 ~ Remember

You were expecting me post a song, yeah? Well too bad, the only thing I've listened to for weeks are Minecraft parodies. So I'm outa songs.
So I'll list a random one.
Song: Dust to Dust by The Civil Wars

Sooooooo, I was bored. People on Wattpad stopped commenting on stuff cause I was only replying to comments, not updating stuff anymore.
So I'm updating early.
Again.
Dang it. You guys figured out the secret to getting early updates.

So, nothing will happen this chapter. Other then a few days leap from last chapter to now.
Nothing at aaaalllllll...

Look! A derpy whale!
0___________O
*whispers* it likes you.

Also, the functions of the hospital that Mabel's in may be off because I've never actually been in one. Well, I have, I just remember none of it. So yeah, sorry? Not?

And look! More words!
AKA the story:

Mabel had been waiting impatiently for what seemed like hours. In fact, it had only been a few minutes, but she'd been alone, sitting on the edge of her hospital bed the whole time.

Maybe if she had slept in like the nurse had told her, then she wouldn't have been up so long, waiting. Instead, Mabel had gotten the news that they were finally letting her go home, and she had found it impossible to rest. She couldn't wait to go see Ford.

According to Stan, his brother had been so caught up in taking care of the issues that had arisen, that he hadn't had time to visit Mabel. She didn't really blame him. If everything she had heard the doctors and nurses mumbling about was true, then the world was seriously in trouble. She couldn't help but wonder where Dipper was for all of this.

It didn't matter how many negative things Stan would tell her about her brother. It didn't matter if she had summoned Dipper and ended up in the hospital. He was her family. Her brother.

She looked up as the door to her room opened. A nurse walked in, she was holding a clipboard and smiling brightly.

"I see your awake!" The lady said brightly. "That's great, because guess who gets to go home today?"

Mabel tried not to frown. Did the nurse think that she was stupid? Of course she knew that she was going back home, why else would she be awake?

The nurse laughed. "I see that your excited! I think everyone here is, actually, most everyone has heard about you and your perfect little recovery. You must be proud, right?"

"Um, sure." Mabel said. She felt incredibly awkward. Maybe if the lady wouldn't treat her like a three year old, she would be more enthusiastic.

The nurse seemed happy with her response however, and she said that Mabel had some clothes in the bathroom to change into. She gave her a tight smile as she left the room.

Mabel got up and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror for a while, even after a week, she still looked haggard and tired. To be fair, she had been stabbed with a knife.

When she finally finished changing into her fluffy pink sweater, which was actually very difficult, seeing as how everything hurt, she left the bathroom. Stan was waiting for her outside of her room.